She was a Hindu; but all the same, an active member of the Students’ Christian Movement. Then the shocking news came that she was diagnosed with cancer. She was admitted in a hospital. When we went to see her, I expected her to be very bitter. At such a young age to get such a sickness!
But when we met her, she was very cheerful. It was evident from the lines on her forehead that she was undergoing a lot of pain. But still, she appeared to be well composed as if she had taken it all on her stride. At last I mustered enough courage to ask her, “Geetha, how do you cope with such pain and suffering? Are you not bitter with God?” She smiled and said, “No”. Then she looked over our heads to the wall opposite to her. There was a crucifix. Pointing to that she said, “In my pain I look at that cross and think of all that pain Jesus suffered for me. Then my pain matters no more”.