As i type this, AnoB is on the train to Calcutta with her life in Delhi bundled up in little boxes to carry home with her. She will have no idea that i'm writing this and that i will miss the comfort of her company, her infectious laughter and her reassuring presence. That we might not live together was known but that she would eventually leave this city was not. I avoided this thought till it struck me like lightening this morning. All the people i love are far away from me, making it awfully hard to cope with.  I know that while we will all grow and branch out separately, our roots shall remain deep and unshakeable. This is the faith i have come to rely on from good friends, past and present. AnoB i hope you feel it too.