Mentiri Delights

I go home to see my mother and my sisters (plus nephews and niece) about once a week. We would order some takeaway and bring enough food to feed an army.  The noise level increases two-fold on the days that we congregate over the dining table, eat some grub and catch up.  When I get into the car to head home later in the evening, the decrease in decibel is noticeable because there's a deafening silence and a buzz in my ear.  But I love my home in Mentiri, and my family is loved by me.

My nephews Maman and Ilham doing the Mawi jig.