Therapy - The indeterminate perception is always attributive by default.


Rose one morning happened to read Megha's diary titled  'Letters to God'.
She was touched by her innocence. She thought may be some people lose everything, the loss takes away the imagination to see the future. The loss is not because of some speculation in market or some trust issues or because of arrogance, not because of losing a limb or a lover. The loss has to happen in the corridors of minds, that individual's mind.
Megha was starving she thought. 'I have no right to take her away from Kumar,' she wrote in her letter to her aunt, 'I see here people staying in the premises of the churches, amongst them some barely live human existence, wire fences marks the limitation of their world. Then there is this human spirit that asserts itself which I realize reading Megha's diary. She sometimes does play with those children along the barb wires, laughing and singing. In me I see a new leash of surviving and being resilient, for Megha at least.'
The letter was never posted.
Megha was very humble, the teachers and Nuns called her human touch very striking. She was open and vulnerable.
She was later to understand the definitions of good and bad fortunes and their disadvantages and advantages.
She trusted the guardian after the death of Rose to return to her father in Germany.
She kept her self open in the fire that burnt her soul, the sun rise she saw from the window of the plane she flew would bring her more troubles she knew. She was eight and she knew somehow the value of hope.



Work - It is what that has to be DONE.