A NIGHTMARE

Last night Noah left for three weeks. A little vacation. To India. Everyone is entitled to take a little vacation.

She flew El Al. And when she got to security she truthfully told them that she packed her bags herself. Security watched her and listened to her and waved her through.

She didn’t need much luggage. She was only going for three weeks…and it’s India not Beverly Hills.

Last night Noah asked her brother if she could borrow his bag for her trip. He said, ‘Sure’.

How do I know all this? I have known Noah since she was a little girl. Her baby sister and my baby son have been best friends since they were three. Exactly twenty years. And in all that time they’ve lived just up the street from me. I see her mother walking her dog when I drink my coffee in the morning. When my Milky was still alive, we used to meet in the early morning hours and pass a few minutes catching up on our kids. They went to nursery school together…and elementary school…and high school…and the army.

The kind of family you wish you were related to.

What no one knew is that inside that bag…hidden in a pocket…was a cartridge of bullets. See, the brother just got back from milluim…reserve duty and here in Israel bullets here and bullets there are no big deal to anyone but me and some other North American moms. You should see the pictures of me watching my oldest the day he parachuted for the first time.

Noah got to the airport in Mumbai this morning. And they checked her bags. And they promptly arrested her!

A few months ago an Israeli tour guide was caught in India with ONE bullet in a pocket…remember here there everywhere…and ended up spending three months in an Indian jail! THREE MONTHS…ONE BULLET.

Noah has lot of bullets in that cartridge! They let her phone home. Her hysterical family phoned someone who phoned someone else and the Foreign Office is with Noah. The Indian government has decided to try her tomorrow. She could end up spending YEARS behind bars in some Bombay jail, G-d forbid!!!

I called everyone I know. My friend’s son is the assistant consul of New Delhi. I wrote letters asking if anyone could help. And now I’m blogging the story.

As of this moment, the family was able to get visas today. They are trying to get tickets to fly out. They do have a lawyer.

So, does anyone know anyone or have any ideas what to do to help?

Noah can’t spend years in India. Please, it’s all a terrible mistake!!!

I lost my job today. The place where I have been working this past year has decided to close their doors.

I bemoaned the fact that I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet!!!

Have a great day…stay safe…and thanks for dropping in.