When only a doom was about to strike, when only my foolhardiness and folly were about to be made public, when the injuries of my dearer ones were about to be made a subject of social gossip, You appeared!
You arrived shielding and shoring up my world on verge of disintegration. Each of your graceful and mellow steps were lifting my spirits, soothing the self inflicted bruises and yet this welling up of remorse.
You appeared to uphold the honour of my elders and to restore the happiness of the younger ones. I can see the relief and blessings in the eyes and hearts of the elders and delight in the eyes of my younger. You arrived to complete me in front of my Lord where I stood incomplete before.
You appeared, in the shimmering blue lifting the tassels of yellow flowers and my life was restored which I have so foolishly banished on my own. And there stood, beside me, a face with a glow of pristine morning light on it and diffusing her inner serenity in the entire surrounding.