365 x 3

Time heals all wounds. But it cannot take away that sudden urge to dial a number still saved on the phone. To share a funny story. To seek a spot of advice. To clear a doubt. To hear a blessing. To recognise silent laughter over the airwaves. To spill all.

And I can never make an insipid adraki gobhi without wishing I'd asked for that recipe while there was still time.