1. “Yeh rak tho (Put this away”).
2. The spice rises from her presence. She walks around with noses turning toward her in curiosity. When she makes curry, the smell comes towards her and sticks to her like smelly stickers to children. The smell changes per day, the array of smells is spicy, sweet, salty, sharp, etc. But mostly spicy.
3. Carom, Disney movies, sled, apartment, winter, chocolate straws, too many cakes, Bollywood dancing, Bollywood music, Texas, ocean, arcade, swing, braids, brat, curry, hula hoops, bouncy balls, hopscotch, bike, hot chocolate, Uno, twister, French fries, video games, park, prayers, books, education, volunteering.
4. The long, flowing, black tresses leave me in awe. It feels like strips of my blanket, cozy and comfortable. Her one gray hair leaves her at a loss of words. It smells like fresh coconuts when I lay on her shoulder. The comfort of her hair is something I will cherish.
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