Rija and Suru residence, Koramangala- 2009
The probability of my uncle sending me a sms is very rare. So the sms came as a surprise, one fine day, when I was working late in office and was frustrated. He wanted to let me know that there is a guest at his home and the guest was longing to meet me. I begged him to tell me who it was, but he did not budge. I requested him to give me a clue and found that it was a special person. When I asked where the person was from, he replied ‘Persia’. Many things were going through my head. I even wondered if it were my parents giving me a surprise visit, which was far too much to hope for. I gave up and thought that it might be one of my relatives who must have travelled down from the Middle East. The next day was my off and I decided to go visit this special person. I called my aunt to let her know (Uncle was away at work). The conversation went like this: Me : Hi Aunty, I am coming over at 11 am. Aunt: Oh yeah, I was expecting your call. Uncle had told me that you would be here to me