and i looked around with a feeling of being uprooted....everything had changed and the person for whom I had undertaken the change was far far away...the culture, the food, the people, the relations, the religion, the location....everything. My sleep ditched me and my reasoning alluded me. Words didnt form to describe a state of chaos that littered my heart. When there is just plain unease....no complains, no problems...yet everything far from normal and my soul finding answers to unasked questions... Amid the whirlwind of rights and wrongs, she emerged to provide my perturbed self the much wanted solace....her high pitch voice concealed a soft hum and the rough tough exterior revealed a child like innocence...she understood me and my unworded thoughts....when i let my guard down, she welcomed me with her embrace...she stood for what was fair and true....her unassuming style, her simplicity, her enthusiasm gave me the room to be me.....hours slipped by and mistress of night twitched by as we shared the giggles of school girls, the mysteries of adolescence, the problems of womanhood and the tales of matured adults.....in her I saw reflections of a long lost friend....a sister I never had... God has his own ways...she became the light house on some dark windy nights...I wonder how God knows whom we need and when.....