A short story about dreams, hope, and freedom.
untitled (how to make palek paneer)
Ingredients
Red onion
Ginger
Garlic
Tomato
Green chili
Spinach
Cottage cheese
Dried fenugreek
Dried cumin
Dried coriander
Garam masala
Tumeric
Ghee
Heavy cream
“Do you know what is this?”
“Oh yes! Its ghee, animal fat. Does it make the palak paneer better? ”
“Makes it taste better. And makes you fat!”
5th December 2019, Thursday, 1540 hours
perhaps one more trip could have been had. perhaps more time could have been spent. but i believe what we had was enough. there is no need or want for winding eulogies or monologues or soliloques for fear of being accused of hypocriticism. but neither will i deny these feelings that i have. your chains are gone and death will only be another great adventure here on for you. grace to grace, i will greet your rest with a quiet gladness, that it was short and with as little pain for you. and until we meet again in the skies, may your star shine brightly to guide my path. with grace, will i bid you good night, dear heart, good night and dream sweet.
some day, all i’ll have of you will be my imagined you.