My Lady Fathima..

I'm never talking to either of you guys again.

not ever!!! Suny...I've been kind to you and this is how you treat me????!! Brownie...i actually don't expect more from and I was actually patronizing her when I said I respect her. You I did expect were of a different caliber. Guess not. Have fun you two.

Brownie...just go hide yourself somewhere where I can't find you and forget to come out. Ok? Oh and take your little friend with you to keep you company.

"too selfish"??? ya think??

Hi sids... Sorry for the above but if you glance down, you will see how mean she is to me and now she has her very tiny little following joining forces with her.

thesids..honestly there were things I never really understood in that period of my life. I mean part of it was trying to master English well since I came from Hindi medium school, and part of me was growing up and not having anybody whom I could talk to. 8th standard final exams - so nearly 9th standard. That must be near 13 years. I did feel grateful to her..but nuns differentiated and kept apostles away from us. When I'd joined the hostel I was told those who are orphans are kept that way. So initially I lied that my mother was alive. Now you know why I understand an average German when jews were being exterminated. I didnt want to be made to do all the chores like washing clothes, cleaning kitchen, cooking in kitchen, washing vessels, and eventually getting a different type of food to eat. The worst part was wiping away the spoons because the cloth used to stink and I cant stand that stink to date. I told me I would never do it. I was running temperature - almost constantly high temperature and feeling hot and sweaty and itchy..I was too selfish may be. I really didnt know how to reward her because i had no money. It is one of those things that makes you feel I wish I had done something for her. She was from a poor family obviously. I didnt know people differentiated based on financial status!

You never know what life might bring. Have you ever asked your family about her, and her last known name? Maybe she is on Facebook?

I wish I get to meet her sometime..and thank her for her kindness.

It is a long story actually..I came from Hindi medium to English medium school. Initially, I couldnt understand anything that was spoken to me. One girl, Aruna befriended me. That was in sixth standard. I was about 10 years old or so, and financially naive. I'd asked her why apostles are kept separate and why they had to do all the work. And she must've run short of Hindi word to explain it to me, or she must've presumed it - whatever the case, she'd told me that they were orphans. Because of this, for a long time I was under the impression that apostles were orphans. I went to the extent of concealing the fact that I had no mother. It was only much later that I was caught and things were explained to me, and by the time, I could really understand English a bit. But in the meanwhile, I'd accepted that orphas are being made to work - like child laborers. I'd seen that in my aunt's place down south. So I didn't want it for me. I didnt mingle much with them till much later.

Mary Immaculate Girls High School.

Borivali. :) Hoping she ges in touch with me some how. :)

I had a really bad bout..I was completely covered head to toe and I had fever because of which doctor said no. It was so bad that he suspected whether it was small pox so he sent for blood test in those days. Many of the boils had coalesced to form larger ones and palms were filled with them. I didnt want to see me in mirror, I covered my hands with handkerchief because I didnt want to see those boils. :) She may or may not have been immune to it. But come on..it is not easy to be serving a person who looks so bad.. especially a girl who must have been barely 16 or 17 herself. God truly bless her. Today I am truly praying with my whole heart for her. :)

sorry.. it should have read ..."because of which doctor said no bath".

Yeah ..when we realize it - it becomes all the more painful because in some way we start caring for them and do not realize we cared. I hope we meet sometime. :)

And sadness is when we could figure it out. Everything has change. All we could do is regrat it when we remembering the past.

Yeah it must have taken guts for a seven year old to stand up. And the teacher..she must be hypertensive if she beat seven years old! Disgusting..

Yes she was a terror. I hope you will meet Fathima one day, I still wish I could tell Johnson thank you.

I hope so too. :) And I wish you can meet Johnson and tell him about your feelings. I bet he's forgotten. :)

Yes, but the real wonder is ..she was not very old to have been doing that for me. :) In her position, at that age, I am not sure I would have done that. I know how terrible I was looking with all those pox blisters all over me. Sure I will try that. Thanks. I hope something nice happens to her. She must have been 16 or 17 when she did that. :)

Yeah. She was indeed lady Fathima who stepped down from heavens for me. :)

Yeah..she must not have been more than 16 at the time! I remember her straight and long hair. She was a shade darker than me. She didnt wear the best of clothes. But she was love incarnate. :) No expectations..