I chose to be my parents relationship coach in Shimla,

I was inspired in a moment when they were fighting and I walked up to my dad and said something and something shifted in that moment. I felt good about bringing them back together.

Shimla is also the place where I have one of my most painful memories of attempted rape and most sacred memories of embodied transmission of worship and reverence from male body to female body during a puberty rite of passage we call Kanjake in my Punjabi culture.