Fiction: Poorani’s life turns into an endless crisis after her father dies, till she meets Aravindan

Poorani took her medicines and then returned to her easy chair. She was in an agony of indecision. Should she accept these invitations to speak, which would involve long journeys and even crossing oceans? She wished she could discuss it with someone. If Aravindan had been available, she could have talked it over with him. She thought she could confidently hand over to him the responsibility for making difficult decisions on her behalf. But the very next moment, she started on a different train of thought.

“What special ability does Aravindan really have? Every time I have a thought, he comes along with it as if he is an equal part of me in both mind and body. In every cell of my body in every breath, in every thought in my mind, how did you mingle into me and become a part of me? Unknown to my own consciousness, you are there in my mind, directing me to choose right from wrong. Great poets have sung of the exalted emotions that arise from the meeting of minds between man and woman. Is this what Aravindan and me share?” The thought made her skin tingle, and deep in her heart, a lotus...

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