Kahaani ab tak….

The Indian Connection

Anna Zerta was born to German parents while on their visit to India. They had heard lots of stories about the sadhus and elephants of the country. But being historians themselves they decided to explore more. So much was their love for this alien land that they finally decided to settle down here for life. By the time Anna was born the Zerta’s were as much Indian as they were Germans.

Anna shared her birthday and time of birth with Lord Krishna, the Hindu God. He, of the dark complexion and curd fixation, the most famous casanova from Hindu mythology… thief of hearts and curds, as the stories go. Surely Anna must have inherited some of these qualities too, her mother mused years later. In fact, their Hindu neighbour suggested that they must call her Krishnaa. The name stuck.
Krishnaa as Anna was called had learnt the Indian way of life. She even dressed herself up in a salwar kameez and would always dorn a bindi. So much so she called her pet dog Ramu. As she grew up, Anna was taught to understand and respect all cultures and religions. When she was 15, she went to Germany for the first time in her life. Her parents wanted her to know her roots. That was when it happened. It was Christmas eve, Anna would recollect decades later.

She met Govind another Indian in the party. They stood under the mistletoe and Govind did something they would always cherish. He gave her a small strip that had come loose from his mother’s sari and told him to bind his hand in the eternal Rakhi.
She looked at him in surprise and said “I’m sorry, but I think you unravelled your mother’s pallu”.She left and the next thing Govind knew, he was being clobbered by his mother.

As Anna slinked back in to the cozy living room smelling of roasted chestnuts and warm Gluhwien, away from the two bickering forms of Govind and his mother under the colossal Christmas tree in the porch, she realized that it was time she got away from the crowd and resumed her real mission – to find her roots. Four glasses of Gluhwein later, it dawned on Anna that she knew more than enough about rakhi and reiki to heal a truck load of brothers by channeling energy from their over heated truck-engine,though the real concern of the hour was her dandelion spore of a soul which needed roots, and the roots which were a mere two-hour flight away, in Bavaria.

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