"Sister Maria" she called the lady to get her attention and the lady turned.
She adjusted her glasses and concentrated to see who called her as the room was quite dark. Angela shook her head and walked in and switched on the lights.
"Sister Maria, you should not put so much pressure on your eyes. Why do you always keep the light off." Angela complained walking towards the lady.
Maria, who could finally see clearly was surprised and then a pleasant smile formed on her lips. She chuckled hearing Angela's complaints.
"You know that I like darkness as if the light was affecting the way I talk to god." She explained umpteenth time, but like always, Angela was not able to understand a single thing out of it.
