Virgin Mary - A Heavenly Experience
Over the years a new desire had entered my mind. It was that I should deserve nothing less than the best. Being in a Catholic school meant that the purity of Virgin Mary was what I heard of the most. She was supposed to be the best among women and therefore she was the one I wanted. But how was it that I was to get to her. Honestly I was asking for too much or so I thought. All other women seemed mere shadows in front of her. So I decided to pray fervently to her and tried to keep her in mind as much as possible. One day I had entered church and managed to sit in front of her statue. I began to look at the statue . It was that of an extremely beautiful woman in too simple a dress. I began to wonder how she would have been in this day and age of modernity and began to picture her in different dresses. When I pictured her in a bikini I felt that behind the simple dress was not a beautiful woman but a beautiful young girl with nice soft and sensitive boobs, a divinely smooth belly having a spicy pungent belly button. I felt that a creature so perfect may have a conch seated on her legs below her waist with the opening of the cosmic “Shankh” having the scent of the first rain after summer and the rear portion a shapely smooth round. My small vision was interrupted by a sudden feeling of being watched. I looked around but everyone was busy at attending the mass. I then looked up at the statue and I felt a strange look in her eyes. Was it just my mind or something else? The face still seemed divinely serene and I began to feel tickled by the rosary around her neck moving slightly; though her face looked extremely graceful as always with her hands folded, her eyes seemed different. And then I felt there was a sudden movement at her feet and for an instant I felt as if I saw what appeared to be four or five white-pink prawns playing hide and seek. I felt that my mind was playing tricks and left the place. The following Sunday I came back to occupy the seat nearest to the statue only to find it occupied by someone else. The person who had occupied the seat was known to everyone as Mary and what set her apart was her squint as at any point in time her one eye could be looking anywhere in a ninety degree radius with her other eye mostly still. She was 53 years old, widowed and had three children who did not stay with her. She made her ends meet by doing odd jobs in and around the church and stayed in a small outhouse by the church property. If there was anything that set her apart it was that there was no one who didn’t know her and also no one who would pay any attention to her. I was annoyed at this creature of all people for coming in my way and I stared intently as if I wanted to throttle her. She had spoilt her mood and my anger knew no bounds. What really made me angry was that I had ended up paying so much attention to this lowly creature who no one would pay any attention to. My mind was hurting and sore and I may have stood there for ages when suddenly every one began to leave and that is when I realized that mass was over. It was then that she stood up, approached me and putting a hand on my shoulder, flashed a toothless smile with her one eye moving in her socket and stated that “From today I am the Virgin Mary to you for real”. All the while she was nodding as if she understood. I was shocked as if being hit by something out of the unexpected and ran out of the church. I spent an extremely nervous afternoon with no respite from the powerful emotions I was up against. I now felt that everyone knew but didn’t know how to point it out to myself about how they had come to know. I felt that somehow when I was asleep, the Virgin Mary had appeared and told everyone about me. Did everyone know and were they not talking of the unspeakable? I don’t know how long I had been sitting and pondering and when I had fallen asleep when I saw a white light and Virgin Mary in all her glory in the center of my room with me in a corner. She looked at me and smiled a beautiful motherly smile. I felt at ease but suddenly remembered the white-pink prawns and looked at the lowest edge of her skirt. Her feet were not visible but she suddenly stopped smiling and the expression that I felt I had seen in the church appeared in her eyes. Nonetheless my eyes casually wandered back to where I was looking at earlier when her eyes closed. I didn’t know what else I could do in the situation and I could only manage to keep a watch for the prawns to spring a surprise. Then suddenly she just levitated (jumped) from where she was standing and her eyes and mouth both broke into a Cheshire cat smile as her legs went up and folded yogically at her waist until her feet were folded in a strange ‘Namaste’ at her chest along with her hands. I woke up with a start and found that it was late night. I had fallen asleep sometime in the evening. In the morning I woke up and got ready for school but instead of school I went to the church compound and saw Mary watering the plants in the adjacent garden. When she noticed me I saw the same look in the eyes that I thought I had seen in Virgin Mary’s eyes in the church. She beckoned me into the outhouse and I pursued her. I was putting on a brave face but inwardly I was scared and confused. Mary put me somewhat at ease and asked me to sit on the mattress which acted as her bed and which was so to say her only piece of ‘furniture’. I saw a nice religious set up with a huge cross with Jesus on it and also mother Mary’s and the Holy Family’s picture. Now Mary is not more than 4’2″ tall and physically she is a big zero with nothing to speak of by way of statistics either, however everyone knew that she was a devout, charitable and chaste lady. If anything was “good” about her it was her butt which was average.