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me a smile and finally asked my mother to hand him
the betel leaves. He held them and said some prayer
and handed them back to her saying “Put these on
Sukhmani's stomach for an hour when you go home
and after an hour, dispose them in flowing water or
bury them in a clean area.” I took a breath of relief. We
went back home and did as we were told and I instantly
felt an improvement in my health.

“Apni beti mainu de de.” - Give your daughter to
me.” Guruji told my mother one day. I was shocked to
hear this and I actually thought my mother may just
give me away to him. I imagined cleaning, sweeping,
mopping and cooking in his temple for the rest of my
life. At that time the very thought seemed depressing!
“Guruji, meri dono betiyan main aap ko deti hoon.” -
Guruji both my daughters, I give to you. Said my
mother. I looked at Guruji hoping he didn't mean what
I was thinking. He laughed at my foolish thoughts and
said “Dono meriyan khaas betiyan han.” - They are
both my special daughters.

My family and friends thought I was a Nastik
(atheist), and I never bothered to correct them nor did it
hurt me to be called so. One morning, as I walked into
his room, he said “Lo aagayi nastik!” - “here comes the
atheist!” For the first time it hurt me to hear that from
him but I kept quiet. He gave me one long look and
then said “Nai nastik nai hai, rab naal naraaz hai.
Tenu lagda hai rab dusare loka da hai tera nai.” - No,
not an atheist, you are angry with God. You feel that

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