Adamant!

Saranya took all the items she had and was dipping them in a tub of soap water. She had a towel nearby to wipe them quick after washing them. Anju was looking at her with contempt as Saranya did not even respond once to Anju's calls. She knew that it would take another half an hour to get Saranya's attention.

Saranya meanwhile, finished drying them and went to the pooja room. She just kept them all arranged in a neat fashion and took two bananas from the shelf. Anju tried to snatch them, but Saranya was a bit quicker and glared back. Then she started chanting the mantras from her memory. In the end, she took the already lit lamp carefully and showed it to the idols of Gods that she washed and dried before.

Then she asked Anju to take it and asked Anju to get a tumbler of sugared milk to offer. Anju glared this time, but Saranya insisted her to get it. "How adamant are you these days!", she complained. Anju came back with the milk. Saranya finished the pooja and knelt down with a prayer in her lips which Anju could hear too.

"God! Please bring Pappa home at least tonight!", she prayed while her mom and the innocent divorcee Anju cried.

 

Thanks Saras, for your quick and nice feedback. Changed the last line a couple of times to have the impact. Sorry about it. -rgs

 

Just happened to hear about one such person [like Anju in the story] Sreema. I was so moved then. Very glad that she is married later to a good natured man. Thanks very much for your nice feedback. -rgs

 

As I said before, I modified the last line after posting this Shobna. Sorry to those who might have read this earlier - when I kept the end open with just 'cried'. And thanks a lot for your appreciation. -rgs

 

Akila,
Thanks a lot for your nice feedback. Am afraid a bit, for you are tracing back my true intention [glad too, to see such an analysis] of writing these blog entries these days. . -rgs