I was a student back then.
I was very new to the country (US), and was still adjusting to being in a new country all by myself. I was very motivated and determined to pursue my MS and get a job in the silicon industry. I didn't realize I was such a strong person from within until the time I came to the US. You see, I always had my mom with me.
But she was the one who pushed me to go for higher studies. And so I did. She still does....she wants me to get an MBA - don't know whether it will happen or not.....
Those days were difficult. I was lucky and blessed in a lot of ways. I found an on-campus job with a management professor (Dr. Patricia Cheshier) as her grader cum assistant right away. She was very kind to me. It was an easy job that paid me well ($8 an hour, I think). It also gave me access to the Management building keys, her office keys, and access to a computer with an internet and printer 24x7. It is a luxury to have all this, let me tell you.
That was my first year in the US. Year 2000. During that time, every few months, I would get a package from India. It would either be a letter, or a card, or some goodies, etc. My family would always send it by registered mail, which means my signature would be required for the delivery.
I would always miss the package when the postman came to deliver it at home, coz I would be in school all day. So on Saturday morning, I would take the bus from school to the intersection on Arden n Howe Avenue, from where I would walk about 2 miles to the post office to pick up my package.
On one such Saturday, during my walk to the post office, I saw an Indian restaurant named "Taj Mahal". While walking back, I was hungry and decided to have lunch there.
That's where I met my Jayshree aunty. She owned and ran the restaurant, along with her husband. She is one of the most caring individuals I have met here in the US. Till this day, she cares for me as her daughter. It was as if I found a mom here in the US. We clicked instantly - she was from Ahmedabad - used to live in the same area as I did....and we had a ton of things in common. Both her and her husband (Narendra uncle) welcomed me whole heartedly into their life.
During the 3 years that we spent together in Sacramento, we had a blast. We used to meet almost every other day, taking care of each other in every possible way. We went out for dinners, movies, watched football, had cookouts, hosted their family, went out on trips together (I remember our Hwy1 trip from Monterey to Mexico), and so much more. She cared for me when I was sick, and she cooked for me regularly. I never missed out on home cooked meals while she was here.
She needed help at the restaurant, and a desperate day off. So I introduced her to some of my college friends, who started working at her restaurant during evenings and weekends. They made some quick cash to help them with their expenses, and aunty got the much needed time off due to their help.
But then they decided to move out of town. They closed the restaurant and first moved to Fairfield, and then to Vallejo (about a couple hours away from where I live). They still live there. We could not meet often after they moved out. Also, I was single at the time they were here. I got married, and we both got busy with our lives.
We used to meet every couple months, but it was not the same anymore. I hate it when this happens - you adjust to a routine, and then it has to change. However, we still kept in touch.
Since last year, I lost touch with her. I tried to call her few times, but could not connect. I did not have her new cell phone number and she never picked up the home phone.
She finally called me today morning, and I spoke to her for an hour. She found out that I bought a home through a common friend, and decided to call me right away. I have no complaints from her as to why she lost touch.
We just picked up from where we left, and I'm sure we will meet soon, now that I have her new cell number to bug her :)
I thoroughly enjoyed my conversation with her. It brought back so many happy memories of the great times we spent together.
It was a great start to my Happy Friday.....Wish you guys the same :)
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