She had been wanting to see him for a long time now. She knew that she cannot go to his home and meet him. No, that would take too long. Way too long. And a lot of money. She even made a  trip to San Francisco to see if he was put up there. But no such luck. She had quietly resigned to the fact that the meeting may never happen, unless he visits her. Fat chance of that happening, for he has no inkling that she even exists!

And it happened! Out of the blue that too. He was in her city and she stumbled on the news by chance. Her husband was out the whole weekend, working, and she decided that this was THE time. She went, she met and was not disappointed.

 

 

“Amma, why did you bring us here to see the Chinaman? Why do we come to museums at all, instead of doing something else, like, may be go to the pool?” asked the younger child. “Because it is like a looking through a small window and see how things were thousands of years back. Some times we learn things that can be useful even today. Something we find something that is a clue to a mystery” she said.

“Amma, what did you learn from the terra-cotta warrior?” asked the older child. “That people have been living for thousands of years. Many of them did many wonderful things and then died. Some are remembered, some are not. But life goes on.” she said.

“So?!!! Was it worth it?” asked the husband. “See, it is not just one or two statues that gives me the kicks. The soldiers are symbolic representation of a way of life 2200 years back. Once I was there I felt a movie reel unwind in my mind. Yes, it was worth it.” she said.