We lived in England prior to coming to Canada. Between 1966 and 1968, we lived under the watchful eye of a guardian, Dr. Abbas Afnan and his wife Shomeis. Dr. Afnan was also the local Medical Officer of Health. He was responsible for the closing of our school during a meningitis outbreak. One of his biggest complaints was this habit of Iranians to constantly hug and kiss one another. He was even against the shaking of hands.
He is surely smiling from somewhere at these new rules.
We have been issued new rules of engagement. They sound draconian to be sure, but what do I know?
No handshaking
No hugging
No kissing
No one sick is allowed in the house. I guess that means I have to leave
The nurses at the cancer clinic do not recommend we go to restaurants, or frequent any place where there are lots of people. Yeah, whatever.
Farokh – you have a superb talent for writing – I never knew. I shall have to bring you a basket of fruit – luckily my WASP background means I can quite easily fit into the new rules of engagement. Perhaps a tight-lipped (but extremely genuine) smile will convey the heartfelt longing to clasp you to my breast! In a most platonic way, of course. xoxoxo Di
You are too sweet! All you need to do is show up or even call. Your emotions come shining through.