Her smiled infected her mother as she ran

Her smiled infected her mother as she ran to hug her. It seemed like forever since she'd been held, & her mother held her the best. Why had it taken her so long to live to the end?

But as Hindus, they believed in reincarnation, and it appeared that she and her mother were about to metamorphose into their new beings. She watched as her Mom changed into

platypus and she was reincarnated into another Hindi baby girl. She was born to wealthy parents that lived in Agra. They owned the resort closes to the Taj Mahal. The father

didn't get rich by giving away his money, and just because he had a daughter didn't mean he was about to start now, so he sent her to the poorest school in Agra. On her first day,

she walked into the class, pride radiating from every inch of her four-and a half foot body. She sat in the first row, doing her best to appear as far above the rest as was possibl

hunchbacked. Not a great combination when they always lined up by height. She wanted to be noticed for her hair, but was forever forced to show off for those in queue behind

the tatooed map of Kansas which after the hunch formed was often mistaken for the swiss alps.

But girls with hunched backs need love too, so I would tease her about how she was probably Dorothy just trying to get home while I undid the buttons on her ill-fitting shirt with

one hand. The other hand rubbed her considerable back while I hummed My Humps by the Black Eyed Peas. I could tell this was going to be my lucky night.