Today our domestic worker Mary came a little early and was looking rather troubled. I gently enquired and out came the story of a matter of difference of opinion between Mary and her children (one of them is married) and how used she is feeling, etc. As she was describing the chain of events of last evening, night and this morning, she sounded tired and a bit hopeless. I did not know what to do, except to give her a patient hearing and be there lest she needed support. I did not want to patronise her by comforting her or advising her as to what she was to do, etc. I believe she is perfectly capable on making her own decisions on the matter. She possibly needed someone to just listen to how she felt, like we all do from time to time. Anyway, in the afternoon today, I requested her to teach me to do a diwali rangoli as I
