As Alpa waved her aarati lamp before the deities in the family altar, she wished for the light of the aarti flame to to pierce the inner darkness she felt. She asked the gods to help her find a way to draw herself back up from the dark well and into the light, where she could feel like she was a part of life and not so separate.
Everyone had only the nicest things to say about Alpa’s devotion and hard work, but these points rarely came up. In fact, it seemed that the only time people spoke about her this way was when her family began discussing her marriage. They spoke so frequently about her diligence, her intelligence, her pleasant nature and her beauty during this time that she really began to feel like she was someone special, someone valuable.
Soon after Alpa’s marriage, however, her family involved her less and less in their plans and conversations unless it was to discuss when she would have her first child. Her husband’s family also took her for granted, but she had expected that. While her husband himself was sweet, he was also quiet. Alpa didn’t feel she could speak to him about her feelings.
Everyone had only the nicest things to say about Alpa’s devotion and hard work, but these points rarely came up. In fact, it seemed that the only time people spoke about her this way was when her family began discussing her marriage. They spoke so frequently about her diligence, her intelligence, her pleasant nature and her beauty during this time that she really began to feel like she was someone special, someone valuable.
Soon after Alpa’s marriage, however, her family involved her less and less in their plans and conversations unless it was to discuss when she would have her first child. Her husband’s family also took her for granted, but she had expected that. While her husband himself was sweet, he was also quiet. Alpa didn’t feel she could speak to him about her feelings.
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