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When
I had my Caesarian baby, I had kept a Massage
woman (maalish wali) called Uma. She used to take Rs 5 per
day for giving me a massage, massaging and bathing by new
borm baby and washing our clothes. Though unbelievable,
this was the rate she charged 25 years back.
She was very good at her work and
never asked for more than what was fixed per day.
Uma was a middle aged, Christian
woman with a unique zest for life. She was employed by us for a few months but
used to visit us from time to time later on too. I used to give her food and old
clothes, slippers and especially pain killers prescribed by my doctor husband
for her knee pain and back ache problems. She used to travel by bus to
different areas. She was a very religious woman and always said that she would
pray to Jesus for the welfare of my family.
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One day she came and told me a
surprising tale. She said that she was standing at the bus stop and was
approached for some directions by 2 youths. She said to me that after talking to
them she fainted and on coming to, noticed her hand bag missing. She warned me
about such people who hypnotised others and stole their belongings. I was very shocked to hear her
and made her have tea and biscuits to calm her nerves. I asked her not to stand
alone anywhere especially in the afternoons. Every Christmas, she would bring
homemade cake and other goodies for us.
Uma still comes to meet us and
my daughter regularly.
Contributed By:
Madhuri
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