299/365 – people to thank who have had an impact on me. Do you ever have moments when something clairvoyant-like takes place and you are trying to get an understanding of the logic behind it? The other day I was thinking of a woman that I would run into back in my 20s and 30s when I used to work out at Fitness World. I was wondering whatever happened to her. She was a Punjabi woman who was well over my mom’s age (probably by a decade or more). I was fascinated by her because first she was working out lifting weights. Second, she had short cropped hair – growing up Indo-Canadian, all females sported long hair and older women had auntie-buns – but not her. Third, she was made up to the nines (yes, she was working out but damn, she did it in style). Fourth, her English, although accented, was impeccable. I recall her sitting on a bike next to me striking up a conversation with me and of course, small world – she knew my mom and my extended family. She started giving me hugs when I would be at the gym and I met her once at the temple where she just grabbed me and told my mom that I was her other son and we had only talked casually. I admired her and how she really got me to see older Indian woman in a different light than what I was used to growing up. The evening after she had popped into my head earlier this week, my mom phoned and asked me if I remember a woman who used to work out at the gym. I was floored as I told her that I was just thinking about her. My mom got all quiet and then told me that she had just gone to her husband’s funeral that day and that she (this lady) was asking about her “son” (me)! To say I was weirded out would be an understatement. I guess I also affected her on some level. I made a promise to my mom that in the upcoming weeks I would make a trip to her place to give my condolences but also to connect with her. I am very fortunate that a lot of good people have come into my life over the years to get me to think about life and this lady is one of those people. Thank you for allowing me to see (Indo-Canadian) women of my mom’s generation and older as productive, vital, independent and lively rather than what I was shaped to see them as through my interactions in a patriarchal cultural. I look forward to our reunion where I can tell you this in person.