A friend like you.

A year ago, today. "Wait, wait, wait, just stay there for 2 minutes," I said while quickly trying to take my notepad out of my half-soaked tote. We had just found shelter from the slowly intensifying rain at the entrance of a courtly colonial-era building. Adithya stopped, no questions asked. "I'm sketching you, give me 2!" I called out from the back, trying to be audible over the sound of the rain that was now pouring heavily. I did take only 2 minutes, as promised, but by the time I said "done," his front side was drenched. The winds were strong. He peered over to look at my notepad and went, "Yooo shreeths that's dooope," indifferent to his now dripping wet clothes. I think we all need a friend like Adithya wherever we go. At least for a little bit.