it is a date

It's a date Maso (aunt). Be ready, I will pick you up two blocks away from your house. Picking her up from her house was not a problem. But we just wanted to do it the Bollywood style (Chup Chup k milna). Isn't it crazy that I shared this adventurous and crazy relationship with her. She used to walk a few blocks few blocks away from her house to meet with me at the corner. She did it for us. What a sport some relationships are in our lives so natural? They cherish you for who you are, they spoil you and  just tag along with you on your adventures craziest plans.

 People say that perfection cannot be improved. What do you do for a perfection which is on another level. She was an epitome and prototype of perfection. Everything in her life was organized. Her clothes all sorted by color, shape, size and style. She could not tolerate any mess around her except for the  messy and disorganized me. 

Well things don't always go our way. My heart just stopped beating and my breath just froze the day I heard her helpless voice. "Maso, how could you be helpless?"The pillar of strength! 

How an illness separate us from the ones we once connected to. Can I go back in time and try to avail all opportunities that I missed  to spend with her. 

I hate losing control and being vulnerable. Realistically, isn't the weakest and the most vulnerable times and choices in our life make us realize how special some people and their relationships are. 

Actually, they always will be.