I had a classmate in medical school, who was very soft spoken, quiet and kept to herself, and studied very hard. She came from a humble home; her father was a mathematics teacher at a local school. She was not fashion conscious nor was she vying for attention. Just a simple girl, with long hair in a plait, who talked only when she was talked to.

Within a month of joining the school, I realized that I had serious competition in her. While I passed my exams and would get a B+ or an A, she would get an A+ or Distinction! All of us were running to catch up with her. She was a genius, and humbled me and all of our other classmates.

On the day before Graduation, there was a ceremony where awards were given out, and the Dean of the school had her stand up, and praised her and talked about how she had made each and every department head proud with her achievements. She received accolades along with awards for so many subjects. Our entire class gave her a standing ovation, and I remember looking at her, and thinking to myself, “Look at her, her head bent, her eyes down cast, with a gentle smile on her face. She didn’t look haughty, or arrogant, and was the picture of humility and grace. Such an unassuming person!” I know if I had got half as many awards as she got, I would have walked around like a peacock!

Saramma (Sara) got married, and came here soon after I did in the late sixties. I think she came in 1970. She did residency in Hematology and Fellowship in Oncology from Emory University.  After working in places like Minneapolis, Atlanta, Wyoming, she and her family settled down in Des Moines Iowa. I knew she was there, but had never contacted her or kept in touch. Recently, after we found out about Dave, my son in law’s cancer, I had written to her to get her opinion. She has been in touch with me ever since.

And today she and her husband came to visit me.

She is the same Saramma, same smile, and except for graying of her hair which she has cut short, there is no change in her at all. We spent so many hours talking, and reliving our youth. I felt such a deep, and sincere attachment to her and felt humbled by her presence in my home. It had been almost fifty years since I had talked to her, and today, it felt like we had never stopped talking. We took up where we had left, it seemed. My heart feels so good right now.


With Sara and her husband Alex.

Saramma's visit 1

Beautiful lady with talent beyond compare!

Saramma's visit 2

About Zakiah

I write poetry and some fiction, have a book that was published in 2012. . . Stray Thoughts/Winged Words. I have four grandchildren, ages 16 and half to almost 16 months. I love the ocean, and grew up along the Indian Ocean in South India. I am a retired physician. Don't know much else to say. Thanks for reading. That has been my profile for so many years. My daughter Saadia a great poet and story teller, has two sons; the oldest grandson is now 21 years old, doing architectural engineering at Missouri S&T in Rolla MO. His younger brother is almost 16 and taking driving lessons seriously and is in High School. The other two grandsons, children of my son Sayeed, are 9 and 5. I have recently published another book titled Gulistan, A home of Flowers. It has stories and memories of my childhood and of a distant land which I still consider as my HOME., even though I have lived here in the US for more than fifty years. Hope to see you on my blog.
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16 Responses to Reunion

  1. sunsetdragon says:

    Look at those two, beautiful, gentle, wise faces. I am referring to her and you both. Two remarkable ladies.
    Have a wonderful rest of the week.

  2. mrswrangler says:

    Glad you got to catch up with an old friend.

  3. Old friends are the best. I’m glad you were able to see her.

    • Zakiah says:

      I was too, Tim. The best part was, that she had no airs about her whatsoever. She is such a big name in cancer treatment, and she is just as humble as she always had been.

  4. Humor_Me_Now says:

    That is a very precious and wonderful memory and you got together after all those years—that is wonderful. Happy for you.



  5. Zakiah says:

    Thank you Frank. I had a most memorable time with her and her husband yesterday.

  6. I’m glad you got to see her. Happy for you 🙂

  7. OH! I love your beautiful faces and smiles! 🙂
    She sounds like a wonderful woman! I’m glad she came to visit you! 🙂 And I’m glad she was/is a source of support related Dave’s cancer.
    Yay for old friends and new friends! 🙂 YAY for friends! 🙂
    HUGS!!! 🙂

    • Zakiah says:

      You leave the best comments Carolyn. Saramma was a role model for me, even though she was a few months younger than me, and always, ALWAYS beat me in grades, but, I still loved her. She had so much class then, and so much class now. I am so happy that she came to visit me.

  8. What a wonderful story. I’m glad that your friendship with her was rekindled. I hope Dave is still doing fine.

  9. Zakiah says:

    Yeah Matt, I have been in touch with her on and off for a little over a year, but just barely. Since Dave’s treatment started, I have thought of her such a lot, and finally got in touch with her, and told her all that had been going on with our family. She was so incredibly sensitive to my mail and so gracious and has been writing to me on and off almost every week or so. Very supportive and totally a kindred spirit.
    Dave is doing well by God’s grace. He will get his next set of scans in December. Praying that they will be normal and not show anything that will be a cause for concern.

  10. rudyhou says:

    it is always such a grand pleasure to meet old friends and to revitalize the communication that was once lost. i’m happy for you. we can never have too many friends.

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