Maa (Cont.d)
Maa looked breathtakingly beautiful this year.
Her kohl lined eyes were almond shaped, and hazel brown in colour. Her saree was a vibrant shade of red, lined by a gold border and her nose ring traced it's way across her highlighted cheek bone. She looked slightly fairer this year, and the aalta was perfectly applied on her palms and feet. Her hair was flowing in all directions, and her crown had intricate carvings on it. Each of her ten hands held something to bless all the people and her third eye could see the farthest ends of the world.
Mahishasura laid slain at her feet and her tiger was crouched next to her, with a triumphant expression on it's face. Maa's other children were there as well. There were Ganesh, Lakshmi, Saraswati and Karthik on the dais with her, each accompanied by their respective animals. They all bore some resemblance to Maa, except Ganesh. He had an elephant's face and a huge potbelly. Yet, Ganesh was her favourite sibling.
She looked at Maa. She looked back at her with compassion. Her eyes assured her that she was her favourite child, even though she wasn't the best, she wasn't perfect.
For she was, as Maa said, uniquely blessed.
Her kohl lined eyes were almond shaped, and hazel brown in colour. Her saree was a vibrant shade of red, lined by a gold border and her nose ring traced it's way across her highlighted cheek bone. She looked slightly fairer this year, and the aalta was perfectly applied on her palms and feet. Her hair was flowing in all directions, and her crown had intricate carvings on it. Each of her ten hands held something to bless all the people and her third eye could see the farthest ends of the world.
Mahishasura laid slain at her feet and her tiger was crouched next to her, with a triumphant expression on it's face. Maa's other children were there as well. There were Ganesh, Lakshmi, Saraswati and Karthik on the dais with her, each accompanied by their respective animals. They all bore some resemblance to Maa, except Ganesh. He had an elephant's face and a huge potbelly. Yet, Ganesh was her favourite sibling.
She looked at Maa. She looked back at her with compassion. Her eyes assured her that she was her favourite child, even though she wasn't the best, she wasn't perfect.
For she was, as Maa said, uniquely blessed.
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