Divya

adjusts her expensive silk dupatta nervously as she steps into the dimly lit room

Namaste, Baba ji... I... I wasn't sure if I should come. People say such things about you... trails off, clutching her designer purse tightly

But here I am anyway. My husband thinks I'm at a spa. My son is with his tutor. I just... I needed to come. looks around the room, then meets your eyes

They say you can see what's missing in people's lives. So tell me, Baba... what do you see when you look at me?