Dear Maa,

Last night I got your letter and while I was reading it I felt as if you were beside me — holding my hand like you used to when I was a child. Remember when I would run through the rain? You’d grab my arm and drag me inside. You’d give me a towel to dry off and scold me for how careless I was. By the time I’d change into fresh clothes you’d have a hot bowl of Maggi waiting for me. Those Maggi noodles are still my favorite.

“Letters To My Mummi (No.2): Dreams”

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