She prayed kneeling in front of the holy book. There were tears in her eyes. The god who listened to her from inside the book felt completely helpless.
This was the girl’s prayer: “God, why was I not born as that aunt’s and uncle’s daughter! I want to study and earn a degree. I want to earn a job in the city and live freely. My parents will marry me off next year. I won’t be able to complete my studies. I will end up washing dishes and mopping floors just like my mother. God, please, please let me study. I want to get a better job. I want to do better and get a job.”
The girl is only 12 years old! Her mother comes to sweep and mop our house. The mother is only 36, and is already a grandmother.
When she opened her moist eyes, she wondered how the holy book’s pages looked like a sobbing face - wet, mangled and unsettled!
