Then Mithu broke a sweet piece and gave it to Amma. Eating it, Amma's mouth was filled with sweetness and she started eating the plum by caressing her with her poppy mouth. Her sweetness reminded her of her love, when her beloved used to pluck sweet-sweet plums and feed her with his own hands and she was filled with joy. Even if a bee had come near to drink the juice of flowers, then his beloved would have laughed while protecting her.
"O bee, don't even fly near this flower." Hearing this, she bowed her head in shame. She felt as if she was enjoying the pleasures of the three worlds.
Then the melodious sound of Holi songs started to be heard in his ears. Her heart was filled with excitement. She stood up with joy and danced to those songs. There was only happiness in the atmosphere. The crop waved. Wheat earrings were singing with a whirlwind. He was remembering someone dear to him.
Amma looked at her chunri. It was torn in one place. She called out to Dhaniya Gujari, who was passing by. Dhaniya came running and said,
"Amma, your face is dripping with light today. Tell me what's the matter, Amma?"
Amma suppressing her pain inside, smiled and said,
"Hutt pagli do you feel like this. My chunari has burst, will you sew?"
"Come on Amma, I'll get stitches now."
When she started landing chunari from Amma's head, Amma interrupted her,
"crazy girl chunari shouldn't removes from the head..."
"Amma, how will I get stitches then?"
Dhaniya sprouted.
"crazy"
Amma explained,
"This is a sign of his love, how can I bring it down in such a way and that too in front of everyone."
Dhaniya said showing annoyance,
"Amma, look how dirty it has become, I will wash it too."
But old Amma was not ready to take Chunari off her head. There was a feeling of his beloved in it, but not a single one of him went in front of coriander. Coriander gently took off Amma's chunri and ran inwards and started sewing the needle with thread, Amma could not run so fast and washed and dried it, Amma was covering her head with both hands. Dhaniya was watching Amma's activities standing far away. Sometimes she got lost in the memories, sometimes smiling, sometimes the tears flowing from her eyes used to surprise her. The chunri had dried up. Dhaniya brought chunari to Amma, covered her and removed her hands and was surprised to see, a peacock feather was stuck in Amma's head.