Episode 2

Inside the costume was quieter than I expected. Not silent—just softened.

It was a strange feeling, like outside turning in and inside turning out. Nothing was wrong, and nothing in particular was happening.

The first walk was in Harlem—wearing the costume, and of course, as Santa.

The place where my journey began ten years ago.

Snow was falling everywhere, but the excitement of becoming Santa kept me from feeling the cold.

There was a loud voice within me:
“This is the path—forward for Santa. From Bangalore to Harlem.”