Tuesday, July 26, 2016

The story of our house maid...

It's the story of our mad domestic help....She was not always like this..
She was village scheduled caste woman......beautiful..with a husband and two pretty daughters...
In some gory incident, her husband was murdered..
As any loving wife would have felt...she was shocked and had a nervous breakdown...
To ease her misery, people took both of her daughters as nanny..
She worked at multiple houses as maid..and lived in a ramsahckle house.......
Uninvited she started coming to our house....on the pretext of cleaning the cattleshed..
We had 6-10 cattle and their dungs  needed to be removed everyday..
Also, we had a orchard....litter of which needed to be cleared...

Perhaps, th lure of fruits drew to our place...
Aware of her misery, my parents let her work....in exchange of the fallen fruits she collected from the orchard, some cooked foods and money every now and then...
She lived in an utter shabby condition...would eat the guava in her dung-smeared hand....share her one bowl with a stray dog...
It was enigmatic, how she remained healthy...
And a perpetual smile never left her face..
I would marvel at the power of human resilience!

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