Aai (my mother) hails from Sankeshwar, a small village in Karnataka.
She travelled by an airplane for the first time in her life in 2004, when my sister delivered her first baby.
CJ grew up in South Korea and moved to America in search of better opportunities for a lively hood.
Aai and CJ share an inexplicable friendship.
They do not spend too much time together, nor do they speak that often but every year when Aai visits my sister, the first person she packs a gift for is CJ.
Recently, when CJ’s husband met with an accident, Aai packed her a lunch box with home cooked Indian food, lest she have to spend time on cooking, after a long day at work.
CJ in turn, brings Aai the choicest of fruits and Korean chutneys as she knows Aai loves them.
Once we learn the subtle art of sharing by opening our hearts out, we are able to transcend the imaginary boundaries and unshackle the barriers of Geography, culture, language and skin colour.
Right there, dwells the power of the Human connect.
With such simple, soul to soul connections all one can say is, Life is indeed beautiful!