
Feeling, loving my beautiful kindred soul, Vimal Kumar. All love, hugs.
Vimal Is.
Not here?
But she Is.
In our memories of
Yesterday’s Navarathris
No 518, 134 jalan berhala, 6 Kanowindra Crescent;
Orchestra rehearsals
School Break
Bored to Bits
Armed with Violins, Veena, Vocals
We Made Music
Myriad Memories
Paatti on Harmonium
Vimal on Violin;
Christmas Choirs,
Belting out John Denver, Carpenters;
Coffee and Cake
At Home,
At Cafes;
Vimal Is.
Here.
In our Memories,
Minds,
Souls.
How can she not be?
When She Is.
Sealed in Us.
And Us in Her.
So,
Vimal Is.