The plan was to pick Hari from the library on the way back home from Ram’s karate class. All I know is I turned NPR on and got totally engrossed in it until I hit the turn closer to our home. “We forgot to pick Hari, can you text him that we are on the way,” I asked the child seated in the backseat who does not have a phone but takes immense delight in using one. As though he heard us right that instant, Hari called.
Ram: Sorry Hari, although you are not a forgettable person, we forgot to pick you.
Hari: Thanks Ram, that’s the nicest thing you have said to me in a long time.
Much needed comic relief at the end of the day!