remembering

i like to pinpoint the first instance when/where i met people who have played an imp part in my life. these instances involving some of my fav people were special and out-of-the-ordinary in their nature (at least that’s how i like to think about it). the first moment might not even have been a time when we spoke but that’s besides the point. for the sake of self-indulgence i’ll recall a few:
a. next door neighbor and culture guru... i ran into him, quite literally, on the first night, which was comical to say the least. so greatful for the introduction of chekhov’s shorts and for always being a source of great conversation.
a. i refused to shake hands at our first encounter and well, the blue suade shoes have kept us connected over the last couple of years.
h/s. i think the email i received as part of the ilsa recruitment drive from h/s was a deciding factor in choosing nyc... and super s has been a source of good times (or at least good food) ever since.
a. our shared shajarian moment will remain forever etched in my memory.
m. i remember wondering why one of the nicest and most stylish girls in class had bothered to come along and watch a persian flick (an oscar winning persian flick, but persian none-the-less). it took a while for her glow to warm my life, but she’s an awesome source of inspiration and fellow lost-soul.
i. first day of law school and i swear he must have been the first person i met. his first two words shaped a whole year of my life.
p. sitting in some kind of mandatory meeting, i spied the beard across the room. months later, sans beard, a new smile was added to my favorites.
k. a thoughtful contributor in my favorite philosophy class i knew the iranian features were unmistakable... and thanks to the internet and the web of blogs i realized i was so very right (even if it took a whole year).
j. i plucked up the courage to talk to the most interesting person on a panel on summer public interest work, and well i’ve never regretted it since.
c. first day introductions in class were fun cos i knew that my partner was going to be a class act to follow for the rest of the year (and probably career/life).
t. smart and brash and totally honest. i can’t believe i didn’t see him around res at all for a whole friggin year but end of year parties are really great for new beginnings.
t. unraveling the kifayah mystery was a joyous time and well, i’ll just leave it at that.
d. inspired from the first minute by d’s dedication and ability to juggle so much and still read a million blogs a day. a future judge of some kind (s.c.? who knows...)
z. there’s one first glimpse that i can’t remember but that’s cos i was 2 and well i don’t remember anything from those days.