On the fifth anniversary of my engagement, this is such a heart-warming post to read. You really write for yourself, but hardly realize it. Just reading that letter from Mark brought tears to my eyes.
And while I’m at it, I think I must get a glorious massage sponsored again 🙂
The special people mentioned in this post, are to this day, my closest and most trusted friends – Preethi, Elvis and Veena.
A chinky girl, cute and small, with accent I could barely understand, did a terrific job. I got a dry and with-olive-oil massage for 90 minutes, out of which the last 20 min was for steam and shower. Since she was small, at one point, cos of the pressure, I wondered if she was walking over me and I turned and looked, and thankfully, she was walking over my body with her hands. Small she was, but powerful. She massaged at the exact pressure points, and I don’t know why it hurt me so much at the calf muscles.
I was wondering why I could not have that calm-sweet-smile expression on my face, during the massage…
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