A lifetime.

36 hours. The blink of an eye. Paralysed fingers hovering over the keyboard, as my aorta begins to misbehave. All I have is words, but they seem to have taken up residence somewhere in the vicinity of my throat. An email this morning from Aashish : 'Their story must be told, I think'. I think so too Bebous. I just didn't think it would be this hard. Fifteen hours and a country later, it's easier to find a hanky than it is the right words. But we saluted Binny yesterday morning. Aashish, Khush and I. A lifetime ago.
I will be back.