It’s funny how things turn out. One meets a priest, gets absolution and encouragement, yet meets another, and is dismayed. One sees a car disappear forever within half an hour. One endures questioning about life and family from inquisitive strangers in a dinner fit for a TV movie. One replays the most innocent and cheerful memories of past years for several days. One gets a lecture about the blessedness of poverty. One witnesses the circus-like atmosphere of an elections gone crazy. One’s scholarship is finally used in real life, but in true comic fashion, one couldn’t even remember what one wrote.
Tomorrow is another dinner that promises to top the earlier one. The more elders, the more exciting, apparently. Things happen. One cannot do anything about it.
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