Cancer slaps Ghamand

One of my closest friend today.. froze when he saw my wonderful gujju hair on a flight one 6 am

I have used my cleavage for more reasons I can ever justify

I have demonstrated superheroic stamina in troubled times to stand by friends and family

I party like there is no tomorow

All such and more have made me soar high on "ghamand" self confidence for over 40 years

Today, undergoing chemo, I wonder- 

Will the friend care to meet

I might need to use a money purse to replace my bosum for money stash

Will I be less of a friend to those who i am willing to die for

Some of the bars will shut down coz of me not falling at their doorstep

But the scary realisation is- what about me can I now be ghamadi of? 

Need an anchor.