It's taken me several days to gather my thoughts, and while I've been gathering, I've been reading all the wonderful, articulate and warm things everyone else has said. I am sure that I knew Ashok far less well than many of you, yet I have always been touched by his warmth, generous friendship and eagerness to know about - well, whatever I wanted to talk about! Our times with both Mala and Ashok have been marked by good talk, good humor - and lots of laughter.
These last years, Ashok and Mala have been distant from us in both miles and time spent together, yet we were pleased to have reconnected over brunch last fall. And even more pleased that the conversation flowed, and time made no difference. We were hoping to join Mala for her sixtieth birthday this spring… and even more recently, Peter had planned to visit Ashok when he was in California. Most brutally, I feel the loss of time. It seemed not to matter each time we didn’t connect, because the assumption has always been that there will be more time, a “next time” just around the corner. No “next time” is a great loss to us, to all of us.
No comments:
Post a Comment