Going early morning with Mom to buy vegetables or running in the hot afternoons to give masterji my measurements for the new dress I want to get stitched. Standing for hours in Chambalamba or Asian arts trying to decide what silver earrings I want next. Passing buy the fragrant lanes of Nahoums or the flower shops as a relief from all the hustle and bustle of the market. Or just mom's voice from behind me, "Mish take the left, go straight, take a right from here." It's something that just stays. New Market, with Mom :)
