August 1988 “You must be Ruh-JAH-nee! Welcome!” said the enthusiastic Preschool principal. Confusion. Dismay. Amma sighs, whispering through her feigned smile, “It seems this is what they will call you…” They? Who they? “The Americans. Just go along.” …but I’m American… and I’m RUH-juh-nee… the way I have always been. The way you made me. “It’sContinue reading “Ruh-JAH-nee”
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Friendship
January 2006“It shouldn’t have happened that way for you.”I do not want to have this conversation right now but he sounds so sincere so it’s okay whatever we were drunk we were both drunk so it doesn’t matter it’s fine.It’s fine.I’m fine.“Will you be ok?”“I’m fine.”