ten thousand joys and ten thousand sorrows, and all of them are stepping-stones to ultimate peace
Poem by the daughter to her mother who was murdered in the name of honor in the novel.
To Omma
I kiss your face a thousand times
Again,again again.
I close your eyelids,smooth your hair
And fold your gentle hands.
Butterfly wings that beat
Against the domed ceiling of this life
Flutter free now in the open air.
And I will whisper this truth
Into the viewless winds:
I love you.I love you.I love you.
I kiss your face a thousand times
Again,again again.
I close your eyelids,smooth your hair
And fold your gentle hands.
Butterfly wings that beat
Against the domed ceiling of this life
Flutter free now in the open air.
And I will whisper this truth
Into the viewless winds:
I love you.I love you.I love you.


