Every moment deserves its own re-telling, but is of course impossible. When I think back over the last five days, I see mostly the incredibly kind faces of strangers. Walking down the street and having babies thrust into my arms for photos from their parents, groups if school kids surrounding us in a park posing for photos, the kind smiles of the old Sikh guards at Sri Guru Ram Das Niwas in Amritsar, being invited to a wedding next month after a long, broken conversation in the middle of the street...
There's still a lot of shock, though.

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