Day 037: Anjali leaves for home
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Vienna 1971—A Student Journal
A year of music, study, travel, sightseeing &
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Day
37 — Anjali leaves for home
08-September-1971
(Wed.)
TRANSCRIPT
Today is the day Anjali leaves. We spent the morning
together, talked and went for a walk, and then went
to the train station.
We said our goodbyes.
From all that I have written so far, it’s not a
surprise that I will really miss her a lot. I thought
of my song. There was something a little special
about her that made it a fact that I would miss her.
She was very cute; had a really good figure
(especially in the dress that she never wore), was
very intelligent, was very pleasant and enjoyable to
be with, enjoyed music, played [folk guitar] and
sang, was a master psychologist, had cute
mannerisms—“chappee,” “methinks,” “therefore,” and a
lot of other nice things.
She grew up quite a bit in the time we knew each
other, and changed from a young girl to a young
woman. She learned (I hope) how to enjoy herself
(with male company) and we “communicated” especially
well. She’ll really do well in life and probably
marry an ambassador.
We thought that, possibly, we could meet in Paris
(where she studied), if I decided to go there and
study next summer. Realistically, we’ll probably
never see each other again. We’ll keep in touch by
writing.
We’ll have to see how things work out—I hope we will
see each other again.
REFLECTIONS
Well, it’s official. I’ve fallen for Anjali. I think
this was my “first love.”
Today’s the day Anjali leaves for home (Paris). The
transcript says it all, I don’t have to elaborate—can
you tell that I’ll miss her?
I’m certain that I didn’t quite understand my
feelings those many years ago. That’s what growing up
is all about, I guess.
I am very happy that I met Anjali and became close to
her. See, even these many years later, she brings a
smile to my face.
If you’re young (or old), cherish these same special
moments with your family, friends, and special people
in your life.
Take care.
John
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