Echoes of a Mother's Love
After placing the two pieces of coconut near the goddess’s feet, Bhagya closed her eyes. In that quiet moment, memories of her mother flooded back involuntarily. Tears rolled down her cheeks as her mother’s voice echoed in her mind. “Every Tuesday, she used to visit the temple and offer coconuts and money to the goddess, always thanking her for the blessings in her life,” Bhagya recalled with a heavy heart. “If I had come this way when Mom was still alive, how delighted she would have been,” Bhagya thought as her tears blurred her vision. With a heavy heart, she started walking, but suddenly she froze. “What is this? She looks just like my mom!” Bhagya whispered to herself. She approached the elderly woman in the blue saree cautiously, her heart pounding. “What is happening to me?” she murmured as she stepped back in shock. Walking away quickly, she crossed the road, trying to shake off the strange encounter.
