Nandini was in a happy frame of mind as
the plane taxied to tarmac at Mangalore airport. She would be meeting her only
sister Bhargavi, elder to her by six years, after a gap of five years. Bhargavi
has been pleading with her all these years to take a break and spend a month
with her. The exigencies of work, her frequent tours abroad and her husband’s
schedule somehow stood in the way of her visit to this coastal town till this
day. Luckily she could do now as her husband was away on tour to China for a
week and she was relatively free having just completed her project.
She had not decided about the visit till
Bhargavi rang up two days back and mentioned,” Nandini, I know you are busy and
cannot take a break. But I insist that you come down for your own sake. The Bhagavathi
temple here is celebrating its famed quinquennial function this week and young women
are thronging to seek the blessings of goddess. There is no question of your
disregarding my request as you are wont to since childhood days.”
“Akka (elder sister), I know why you are
particular about my visiting the temple. I have lost all hopes of bearing a
child and all the medical opinions support such a pessimism. Please understand
that I am really not keen about a visit to the temple. I will nevertheless come
for a couple of days just to meet you and your two daughters.” Nandini said.
“Yay, inform me your flight details, I
will be at the airport. We can decide the rest when you are here,” Bhargavi
said in jubilation.
Nandini saw from a distance her sister
standing tall and beautiful as ever belying her 38 years in age but a little
worn out in these intervening years. She rushed to her dragging the suitcase
and hugged her tightly.
“Nandini, believe me, there has been no
change at all in you. You look the same charming and graceful young thing that
I saw five years back. I am so happy you could at last make it,” said Bhargavi
holding her hands warmly.
“Akka, you have also not changed much
except for a few strands of grey hair. What is the secret of your youth?”
Nandini asked with a twinkle in her eyes.
As Nandini lay in her bed that night after
a sumptuous Palakkad dinner with her sister and nieces by her side, she felt as
if she was in her ancestral home with her mother who passed away when she had
just joined college. It was Bhargavi who was married by then who took care of
her till she finished her post graduation and found a good job at Delhi. The
two sisters talked into the late hours of the night after sending the nieces to
their room.
“Nandini, I am not pressurizing you but
having come this far especially at this opportune and auspicious time, why miss
offering prayers to the Goddess. You know amma was a devout devotee of Bhagavathi
and regularly visited the temple,” said Bhargavi.
“Do you really believe, akka, that
visiting a temple during this time helps in conceiving a child even where
doctors have ruled it out? I think it is as ridiculous as circambulating peepal
tree for getting a child,” said Nandini in a taunting tone.
“I cannot answer your question to your
satisfaction except saying that there is a strong belief long held by our past
generations and in such matters only implicit faith helps. You need not come as
a supplicant but as a devotee of the Goddess whom amma revered much.
Let us have fun afterwards in the beach
as the temple is close to sea shore. The scenic beauty of the location, the
incessant waves, the blue sea, the azure sky and the boats of fishermen setting
into the sea is a delight to watch. Get up early. We will all go in the
morning. Sleep well as you must be tired,” Bhargavi said and bade her
goodnight.
The next morning was spent in the
crowded temple, offering prayers and going around the sanctum thrice. While
Bhargavi prayed for Nandini, it is not known what she sought for. The rest of
the time about an hour were spent on a long walk in the beach and watching the waves
striking the shore.
On the way back home, Nandini asked her
sister, “Have you heard of cases where women without children for long years
having conceived after visiting the temple? Be truthful.”
“Frankly, I do not know. It is all hear
say but still people throng here. Your case should tell me whether it really
works or not.”
“That means you used this ploy to drag
me here, is it?” asked Nandini in an accusatory tone.
“Take it in whatever way you like. Is it
wrong for an elder sister wanting to have her younger one with her and shower
her affection? Do you really know how
much I miss you? Who else is there for me except you after our parents passed
away,” Bhargavi said wiping her moist eyes.
Struck by remorse by her own rude remark,
Nandini pleaded,” Akka, please forgive me. I was a fool to talk like that. I
really enjoy my visit here. I would do anything you ask for unquestioningly,”
even as she bent to touch her sister’s feet.
Once back in Delhi, Nandini plunged into
her work. In about two months she had to go to Seattle for three months on a
project.
It was a rainy Sunday at Seattle when
Bhargavi invited her on FaceTime. “Nandini, I am in a mess and I feel highly
embarrassed to talk about it. You know I have completed 38 years and my younger
daughter is nearing six. I have not had the monthly thing for the last two
months. I actually went to pray for you but I wonder whether Bhagavathi misheard
me,” she said hiding her pain behind a smile and added,” I wished to abort but
your brother in law dissuades me from it. I am very shy to go out these days
and remain confined at home.”
“Wow, I concede Bhagavathi is indeed
powerful though her blessings are misplaced! Why do you care about others? Let
us hope it is a boy for a change. When it is time for delivery, I will come to
be of assistance, I assure you,” Nandini spoke to her encouragingly.
Six months later, when Bhargavi was
blessed with a baby girl, her husband offered the baby to Nandini who was there
telling,” We had already decided accordingly. We felt since Goddess Bhagavathi
could not help you directly due to you some medical issues, She perhaps used
this ploy to give you a baby. Kindly accept this baby girl as yours. We are
sure your home would be filled with laughter and fun and you will have someone
to aspire for and shower your affection.
Nandini gladly took the baby in her arms
to give her smooches even as her heart was filled with gratitude to Goddess and
no less to Bhargavi. Her joy knew no bounds as the baby snuggled close to her and
smiled. Bhargavi looked on with tears of joy in her eyes.
This is a nice story! Good twist and happy ending. This is a good idea...In some way the goddess has given Nandini a child!
ReplyDeleteGood one with a dose of devotion and sisterly love. Our belief is what matters. Loveky gesture of Bhargavi
ReplyDeleteCommon sense tells us that the younger sister’s practical resignation to a childless future is only natural, but , how can we not accept that this is Divine intervention for a noble cause ! Well written, Sir ! There can be no science without Faith ! Well said !!
ReplyDeleteHmmm...interesting. This time you beat me to it. I was following Nandini to Delhi and Seattle where you retained the mischief in Dakshina Canara itself! 🙃☺️
ReplyDeleteBest wishes and warm regards
Hemantha Kumar Pamarthy
A twist and another! A feel-good story. Faith delivers:)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful story. Well written, Periappa
ReplyDeleteDeivam Manushya Roopena?
ReplyDeleteLovely. Enjoyed the bond between sisters.
ReplyDeleteVasudha
Very nice story that talks about sibling love.
ReplyDeleteFascinating story--perhaps not practical but beautiful nevertheless!
ReplyDeleteFaith can move mountains and could feel that in this lovely story
ReplyDeleteVivid description of the characters, the settings and the brilliant narration is what makes your stories to stand out!
A good read. Brilliant description. Faith can move mountains.
ReplyDeleteThe ultimate sacrifice - giving away your baby. KP sir you writing is simple, you use uncomplicated words yet you succeesfully create such a powerful imagery. You are a remarkable story teller.
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