T 1168 -A most moving piece from ISHTAR our EF ... thank you ...mine eyes they get wet with emotion ..


We are those who devour the words of the blog.
We are those who wait with abated breath on twitter.
We are those who cherish the images on Facebook, and have internal debates every Thursday.
We are those who find peace in the baritone we hear on Bubbly.
We are those who have perfected time zone conversion.
We are those who have learned patterns.
We are your EF.
We look like ordinary people.
We do ordinary things, say ordinary things.
We come from all corners of the globe.
We come from all walks of life.
We come from every source of experience and even lack of experience.
We come for various reasons, we love for various reasons, but we come, and we love.
You may see us in the store, getting groceries.
See us at a restaurant with our families.
You may even bump into us at the cinema.
You may have even encountered us on the road.
But we are not ordinary. We belong to Mr. Bachchan.
We are his.
We are his EF.
We are your EF.
A family is built on trust.
A father heads the family, leading it, guiding it, ensures its ability to thrive and remain united.
A mother cares for the family, watches over whatever journey, whatever obstacle the family is led to.
A child is the source of all things new, challenges all things, sheds different shades on life.
A family welcomes strangers, like myself, into the fold.
A family cares for the stranger, treats it like an equal.
A family teaches the stranger its language, its customs.
A family teaches the stranger, corrects her when she’s wrong, guides her when she’s lost.
This is your family, your EF Mr. Bachchan. A creation that is surely blessed by the Almighty, a union brought together by bonds and security of love in its purest, sweetest form.
What madness, what muses drove me to write this…I do not know.
And express the gratitude of a lost stranger, who suddenly has found a home.



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