The idol of mercy, inspiration, God of the orphans, ocean of compassion, selflessly lived for others, sheltered those lying on the road, dedicated her life to the poor, she is our mother, Mother Teresa
In Goa, Priests offer Mass for the “Souls of native”, in the last week of October. Hallows Eve is celebrated here in Goa, but not like the carnival. On the 1st November, “All Saints Day” and 2nd November, “All Souls Day”. We attend Mass in the Church or in the Cemetery
Shruti got married and came home with her husband. Her husband’s parents kept their honeymoon in a famous 5 star hotel instead of at home. Shruti’s friends teased her and let her go.”Tell us tomorrow, who among you won,” her friend said jokingly. Somehow Shruti was embarrassed.
Their honeymoon room was decorated. There were rose petals all over the bed. There was soft music in the room. The scent of room freshener was everywhere. There was a pleasant atmosphere everywhere and in a glass bowl in the middle of the room, there were rose petals in rose water and in the middle a pink candle was burning. The edges of the bed were decorated with garlands of jasmine flowers.
She sat up in bed, stunned because she had never worn such a heavy sari and had never worn so many gold ornaments. It was all too heavy for her.
She had not slept the night before because of the large number of visitors. Still, she was eagerly waiting for her husband, dreaming of a happy life.
When she woke up in the morning, her husband was nowhere to be seen. She was alone and there was sleep in her eyes. She got up and looked for him in the washroom. He was nowhere to be seen.
Just then someone knocked on the door of the room and she opened the door. Her husband was standing outside with a bouquet.
As soon as he entered the room. He said, “You are very proud of money. When I proposed to you two years ago, you scolded me and said, ‘Improve your body and lifestyle and then propose to a girl like me. Now look, I made a body, money and plastic surgery to make you fit. Look,I’mback”. she said,“you came back, but we are meeting for the first time”.
He said,”You are a fool and I don’t have time to talk to foolish people.”You can try. I will be here at this spot for the next two hours from now.(he shows her the image), “If you want to apologize and rub your nose on my feet, come on”.( hits the following image on her face)
He didn’t stop to watch her react. He didn’t hear her, threw abouquet on her face, slammed the door and left.
Shruti didn’t know what to do, so she controlled herself and returned to her parents’ house. Everyone at home started asking, what happened? Is there a quarrel? How did she come alone and why didn’t her husband come? How did you come back without going to your husband’s house? The family bombarded her with questions but she could not hear anything.
She went straight to her room. She took off her heavy clothes and jewelry and threw them into the room. Wearing blue jeans and a black T-shirt, carrying her father’s pistol in her hand, she went out to do black acts. She was angry that her family’s reputation had been tarnished. She was literally trembling with anger. Thoughts were coming to her mind just as fast as she was driving the car…….
I have expressed her feelings like this:
Anger filled in me I couldn’t wait to meet you Symmetric building Left the house with an anger For tranquility of mind