I was able to listen to their conversations, and
mentioned on the wings of thought that the letters I saw
were foreign, Chinese or Japanese.

I turned slightly so that I could watch Rama’s face,
and as I did this, I thought, “What a nice face you have, I
love to just look at your face.”

Rama stepped forward, peeking around the left side of
my face, and with a smile in his thoughts said, “You have a
nice face, I like looking at your face too.”

We laughed together, then Rama stepped behind me. I
turned to my right and my thoughts spoke, “Why did it take
me so long to believe?”