The whole auditorium was echoed with the triumphant of “Ma Smitpragya”. Everyone was chanting her name. She folded her hands and thanked all her devotees after the session. She was praying in her room with closed eyes when someone knocked on the door. “Two of the devotees were requesting to meet you.” One of her pupils came and handed a slip with names on it. She looked at the slip and calmly nodded her head. 10 Years Ago - Sumedha, in her beautiful red lehnga, wearing sindoor, and mangal sutra was sitting on the bed covered with red rose petals,