A Family Affair

We arrived home after a 4 hour journey that took us from downtown SF to the indian lined shops in Sunnyvale to a home full of warmth, love and most importantly...FOOD!

After tea, mum mentioned that our cousins from the UK were visiting and were expected to arrive any minute. Mind you, i have sooo many cousins on both sides of the family, I had no idea which specific set we were talking about. No sooner had she said that, when the door opened and they breezed in. 2 adult boys, 1 young girl, an uncle and the parents.

I confess that their looks suprised me--sporting threads and haircuts that would've had people shouting, "indie rockers." But you ask about my favorite subject, music, and they liven up and say, "we listen to bhangra yeah..and rap" with the heavy british accent.

Our families work hard to make a dime, we our bound by DNA and we share a culture that can't be denied. With that in mind, we decided to show them a good time so we went out every night and in the end, made them feel alright.

Keep It Together

The first time it happened was when his brother passed away...they didn't seem me standing by the door. The next time was so much more painful because when she walked away, she caused an earthquake that damaged the foundation of his very essence...yet again they didn't seem me hovering around. The third time, well, I suppose we were both to blame for that.

We discussed Obstacle 1, The Power and Running up that Hill. But when speaking about The Fear, we both wept. You...were the pillar of strength and the lighthouse guiding me back. You...continued loving despite her walking away. You...always filled this soul with a love so bright it radiated within.

So when you broke down this third time, it was I who wrapped my loving arms around you no longer hovering in the background. When you couldn't speak the words I always wanted to hear, I comforted you with them. Because of this history, we keep it together. We keep it together because blood is thicker than any other circumstance.