Sharanya knows her rhythm. She can sense when a beat is off – in a song, in a story, in a person. Maybe it comes from her years with music.
Sharanya knows her time. She can see a memory in a moment. It’s why she chases the making of it so furiously. If you can’t storyboard a life – what do the days add up to? It’s why she marks them with song, colour, costume and pictures. It’s infuriating and valuable.
Sharanya knows her truth. “People will never forget how you made them feel.” She lives this truth with every person in her life. I guess it’s why it’s impossible to forget her. And also, because she’s very loud.
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Happy Birthday, Sharanya. It’s a special kind of luck to have run into you. And another, to be here, by your side tonight. (Technically not – I’m in another room).
I love you!