sikh · Day 166 · Week 24
The Grandmother in the Cold Tower
Week twenty-four is when the small one becomes more aware of warmth and cold, sound and silence. The story of Mata Gujri is for the part of you that already knows how to make warmth for a child out of love alone.
Tell me a story, Dadi. " she replied: "I will tell you the warmest one I know.
In the cold winter of an old year, in a small town called Sirhind, an old woman and two small boys were led up a narrow staircase to the top of an open tower.
The woman's name was Mata Gujri. She was seventy-eight years old. Her hair was very white and her hands were thin, but her back was very straight.