SHE my Temple, from an atheist momma
This blog is based on a cute story about me and my daughter. Before we head towards the story, I'd like to enlighten you about the core of this tale.
Navratri:
We Indians celebrate a lot of festivals and one of the most pious festivals is Navratri. It is followed by Dussera famously known as the victory of good over evil. So, during these beautiful days of Navratri, our Indian Goddess graces us with her holy presence and helps us get rid of all the negativity around us!
We happen to celebrate "Ashtami" religiously, it is the 8th day of Navratri and is believed that Maa Mahagauri offers relief from all kinds of pain. Also is celebrated by conducting " Kanya puja ".
In this ritual, nine girls are invited over, are worshipped and fed with a holy meal.
Now coming back to our cute story.
It was a bright and beautiful morning, the 8th day of Navratri, and so it was a very special day, as we were getting ready, to leave for our Temple to pay soulful respects to "our Indian goddess generally called as " Mata Rani ".
Maata Rani has always been kind and gracious to our family, she fights the negativity off from this world and we are grateful to her and her blessings. So, I happen to share these amazing tales about Maata Rani with my little girl, who is 6.5 years old, as of today. That day while we were about to leave for the temple, she popped up asking.
Why are we getting ready? Where are we going? How far is it? Should I wear an Indian outfit? Should I wear a mask? Where are my bangles? Shall I carry my toy? and never-ending questionssssss????????
Okay. I just keep quiet, but she kept on blabbering and out of all the babbles she said something that changed the whole perspective of me being an atheist momma.
She giggled and said but Mumma, you had once told me that " I am the Goddess". I was surprised by her opinion because, I did mention "that" to her last year, during this very same auspicious time and suddenly I had a glimpse of the beautiful little goddess right there within her.
And then she said "I am your Temple mumma, because you always worship me and make me feel like I am the goddess" and I, laughed out loud, teary-eyed, surprised and I fell in love with her more than ever.
SHE truly is my temple.
She is the Kanjak, the divine goddess in the form of my daughter.
And that changes the whole fact of me claiming to be an atheist momma for all these years. Not much of an atheist after all.
Right there, is the power of our goddess!
"You may believe that you aren't a believer, but you won't even realise you already are one!
Makes me want to have a daughter...pure love this blog isπ
ReplyDeleteAwww π₯° Jus loved it
ReplyDeleteI am Glad you loved it. Thank you
DeleteDis was sooo special...so heartwarming ❤❤
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DeleteThis is so beautiful Sarab π I really enjoyed each and every piece of your writing and specially your daughters questions. So amazed by her memory, she is a cutie pie (Loved the picture as well) π
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