From India to Beirut. Beirut to Amsterdam. And Amsterdam back home. Time Travel. Across four time zones. To a new day. Today I woke at 3:34am.
To a full moon and minus six degrees. In India it was just after 3 in the afternoon and ninety degrees. Memories flash before me. Of a different life far,
far away. Of family and their prayers. Of cooking and shopping. Of train stations and sugar cane on the streets of Bombay. Of chai and the day-to-day.