We spoke to each other regularly and he showered us both with ample love, affection and gifts but everything was overpowered by the happy space at my maika. While I was completely focused on healing myself in the initial months, the memories of my husband, my pet, my home, and a life that we have built together were safely tucked away in one corner of my heart. I began to smile again, my eyes glistened and my feet danced. I slowly trod the path of recovery and experienced the feeling of existence seep back into my body and the spirit of liberation engulf my mind and soul. It was like a magical transformation where all my pain rapidly vanished after an hour under the knife. Her strong assurance, belief and continuous prayers along with my other dear ones gave me the courage to bravely undergo a very complicated surgery quite successfully. I may draw a lot of strength from my inner self, but circumstances were different back then. It was only, but only, the calm face of my mother whom I met after a long separation of a year and a half, that put my months of turmoil to instant rest. When I arrived in India six months ago under emergency medical conditions, I carried with me a mind that was in a deep morass and a heart that was turning black.
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