God Willing!

With our blond hair and fair skins, we are two white doves in a tree full of raven-feathered blackbirds. And yet already these warm, gentle people have embraced us as their own. One of the first things I learnt to say here - our friend Mohammed (we call him ‘Chicago Mohammed’ because in his jaunty Trilby, he looks liked he just stepped out from a Martin Scorsese film, and also to distinguish him from the gardener, Jedi Mohammed, who has a very cool hooded cloak and Mohammed the driver, who brought us here!) wrote it on my hand so I would always remember, is ‘InchAllah’ ; God Willing. We already know about that, but it is good to know that they know it too.