70 going on 23

I made a friend tonight.

I was with my dads friend who doesn’t speak English very well. I don’t speak Hindi at all but somehow we communicate and have a good time when we’re both around. We went for a walk down a major road, looking at shops… When I asked him if he could fin me this dessert my dad used to bring from the temple all the time. It was tough trying to describe this treat but he ended up taking me this bakery where the cutest old woman was standing behind the counter. I smiled and waved like I do with everyone because I feel a fool for not knowing the language and she raises her arms up and flexes her biceps lol

She looks at me and in broken english says, you are a strong girl! Let me tell you a story!

She told us a story a story about some cops who beat some thieves and one of the cops was a lady and picked up the scum bag by the ear, I reminded her of that for some reason lol so we laughed and I think I understood that’s what the story was about… Anyway, I asked her to help me identify the name of the treat I was craving and right away she screamed the name! I forgot how to pronounce it already.. So she directs us to another bakery across the way where they sell the treat.

About fifteen minutes later while I’m feasting on my dessert I get a tap on the shoulder and it’s the old woman! She’s really old. I mean, no teeth like 4’5 a little beard but shes adorable. She must have been drop dead gorgeous in her prime days. Anyway, she came back to give me a gift, and she says, you left so soon, I wanted to give you this because I see all kinds of people everyday. I speak with hundreds of people everyday but none have smiled that way that you do.

I was so flattered. So we ended up talking forever and I showed my uncles tailoring shop and I told I would visit her at least once a month or more before I leave back to the states. She’s a fire cracker though, cracking jokes left ad right lol

I’ve noticed, I get along better with old people than I do with kidz my age! so while I was walking home I was looking at the moon and all I could think of was,

still is a soft shock, to your soft side, summer moon…