Her warm smile drew me to her from a distance and I could not help but pause for a while in that busy market street. I had no intention of stopping as both my hands were full, carrying 2 loads of books that I had just bought. Nevertheless, before I realised we started a conversation. She had this purest aura of contentment and genuine love around her.
Soon she gave me an answer to my wonderment that she tends to Desi cows on her small farm in the suburbs of my town. She was here to deliver the ghee of a Kapila cow to a lady who always buys from her. Unfortunately that day the lady was out of town and hence there was no sale yet and it was already getting dark. She asked if I worshipped Devi maa as I was wearing kumkum. She went on to share her love for mother Divine. Before we realised it was 10 minutes and we both were lost in sharing that joy. She asked me to continue my prayers and not to ever lose faith in her. Then she suggested that I should take a bit of the purest ghee which is rare to find and light a lamp 🪔 in shiva temple on coming Monday. I bought about 75% of whatever was in her basket so she can take a 🚌 bus back home and attend to her infant. She told me that I do not have to do this for her. We wished each other good luck and parted ways.