It was November 2018 when Khadijeh invited me to her house. There are people out there who can’t quite figure out who I really am on social media, but truth be told, I love meeting and talking to people face to face instead of interacting online. That’s how I find inspiration for my writings!
“I’m sorry for the last-minute request. Would you be able to come to ours late this afternoon? I’ll be dropping a few leaflets in the neighbourhood and need a walking partner.”
Reflections over a cuppa!
What would happen if you spared a moment or two to speak to your neighbour? I’m referring to one of those regular people with whom you exchange greetings from a safe distance?
The day I’d been waiting for finally arrived. Victoria, the chatty lady with whom I’d had friendly interactions with warmly invited me to her house. The observer in me had read more into her personality; she was like a big sister I never had. With her well-chosen English words flavoured with South American and a Spanish accent, Victoria was pleasant to talk to. She served me some tea; not once did she frown upon my love for sugar in well-brewed tea. Indeed, we chatted about this and that, including some of the stories that I’d written and highlights of my journey so far.
We share far-reaching and meaningful views from an extended family which hails from all parts of the globe.