Thorny Roses

Thursday, May 26, 2005

Translucent day

It is as clear as day.
It reminds me.
Of Dr. K.
Dr. Karim.
I was just 15 when I met this short, Bengali man, and he grinned at me.
We were walking through a hallway at UMD, I was wide eyed as I usually am in big places with lots of people; people who looked like me, people i had never seen my entire life. until one day. one day. so i was suppose to be getting into medicine. i was native. i still am native. and the program was for natives. to get them into medicine, cuz, man , the' aint no native docs. i'm only 1/4. but still. thas k.

Dr. Karim was my mentor. Imran, Autumn, Nina, and....me. with college students and Dr. Karim and Dr. Amjad. and we were curing HSV-I and II with plant extracts--Jerusalem Cherry and St. Johns wort.

I didn't know you then, of course. But I know you now.

I miss Dr. Karim. Last year, he fell in a man hole in Bangladesh. He was visiting his mother, who was sick. The doctors told him he would never walk again. They made him take off of work. They told him to stop teaching. He said, "Never!" and now he is walking. I saw him last summer, and he as usual, forced me to eat eat eat. Like all South Asian men. I remember how he used to yell at Imran and smile at me. Imran was convinced Uncle Raj hated him. (Uncle Raj= Dr. Karim). But no. He discovered it was tough love.

We embraced when I left. Dr. Karim is one of the main reasons I'm here at Carleton. (can we say, recommendation????)

I just thought of this, cuz I was writing out invitations to my graduation. Sigh.

Sunday, May 22, 2005

Praise Him

My God, You have been faithful to me and throughout every generation. In my sleep, You speak to me. You comfort me. I am not afraid of the day or the night, because You have walked by my side all the days of my life. In my mother's womb, You knew me. You formed my heart, and my name was already in Yours. I was created to sing praises to You all my life. Be it far from me, that which would separate me from Your love. May oceans come between that which would and I. Oh my God, and my King, I will sing praises to You all my life. When I have asked You for bread, You have never given me a stone. For You have been good to me. A Father You have been to me. I do not fill my head with worrying about tomorrow, because You have never left my side. My God, my days are numbered in Your time, and I will serve You all the days of my life.

Saturday, May 21, 2005

This is to you, our beloved CSA!!! thanks for the whole $10!!! What a budget!
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So, we had our last Sola leadership mtg. Wow. Time has flown.
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Sunday, May 15, 2005

Muchas gracias!

Thank you Smars, Edaeni, and Rashi for making me a gigantic cookie;
Thank you Cheryl and Mingmer for filling my room with balloons, for the beautiful white roses, and breakfast.
Thank you Sooms and Emily for making the delicious YUMMY cake.
I love you all!
AND thanks for all the flowers, the notes, the gifts....sigh...I am so blessed to have such great friends and family. My heart is overwhelmed.