Grandparent figures were the presence and promise of a portal—something near, yet far away.
Under the azure autumn sky, amidst the amorous cascades of prancing clouds and swaying 'kash', rises the reverberating hum of worship of the warrior goddess—
Momo entered middle school that Fall, but Dadu never came back from that trip to India. The scrapbook that he had started for Ujaan from
