I know we're
going to be apart for our actual one-year anniversary, DRC, but that doesn't
mean anything; I'll love you just as much in India, baby. We've had our highs and lows (not just in
terms of water pressure and temperature), but we made it.
So being
with you means that the toilet seat will invariably be up – though when I said
I didn’t mind living on the edge, falling into the toilet is not what I had in
mind.
So we're
never alone together anymore – as I realised when hours of blasting and
featuring in Bollywood and Eminem classics were interrupted by a tiny, polite
cough.
So
what?
I thank God
for each and every day I walk in your sunshine!
Here are some of my favourite memories of you over the past few days.