Loss

Perhaps it was meant to be. Perhaps this was what God intended all along. We thought that we had finally done enough penance for our past sins. But perhaps this was just more punishment that His mind devised for us. And now I must be strong, I must console her. I must pretend that it doesn't matter, that we can try again.

We must try again.

I have to do whatever I can to make her happy. It will mean spending a lot of money, I know. We will have to visit temples, donate money for new gopurams or for feeding the poor. We will have to visit hospitals, spend lakhs of rupees on doctors and treatment. But I will do it.

I must win back the favour of the Gods. I must make her happy again.