Mother Teresa

We were walking alongside the Brahmaputra, almost trekking, given the ups and downs. Between us and the blue waters, were these houses made of mud, bamboo and tin. We were in the Hill View Slum for a survey. If only fancy names brought prosperity.

In front of one of the houses, was a lady draped in a white saree, busy weaving another, in a makeshift setup which she herself managed. On being asked which medical facilities she prefers for the family, she said, "For the kids, we go to the private hospital, for us, we are fine with the govt clinic nearby".

Those words came out with a beaming smile, that confluence of humility, laughter and motherly love, painted on a white landscape, evokes that ubiquitous figure, Mother Teresa!