A LOVING PRIEST

Shirley scanned the room she found herself in,while in a daze,she jerked when she heard a harsh voice calling from across the room 'Saloniiiiiii,you lazy ass for how long will you sleep,have u forgotten that you should fill all the containers with water before the day breaks' a lady said Before Shirley could react,the lady plunged forward and kicked her from the wooden bed she was lying on which caused her to grimace in pain 'You've forgotten how to greet,anyways I'd overlook that today,when you're done filling all the containers,here are Akira,Vidya's clothe and mine wash them all and early before others would be at the stream ,saying so the woman left the little room Shirley staggered while trying to stand up she was surprised by the woman' and her strange behaviour.Who would dare to hit a princess like she but she was more confused at her clothing and appearance instead of her Royal clothing and long black hair she was wearing ragged clothes and had a vermilion hair. She quickly ran out of the room and went up to a narrow path that looked like a streams After walking for half an hour she found a big stream she looked at her reflection and cried out Where is Gwendolyn my maid? Where am I? Whose body am I in? She sobbed more when she recalled stories about transmigration It was usually a rare occurrence and most people in the younger generation thought of it as a fable Shirley was a young and educated princess in England, she was also a witch like her mum,the queen. SALONI Queen Sheila was a kind,good witch same with her daughter,they used their magic to heal people and also get rid of evil spirits lurking in the air so Sheila was considered as a young witch She was now in the body of an orphan girl named Saloni who was often mistreated by her aunt,working all night and day with little sleep and leftover meal How then did her soul enter this body? Saloni was a beautiful girl of Indian accent even though her beauty was masked by her condition of hard work,little or no food and wore ragged clothes,one could easily see her beautiful heart because no matter what her aunt or cousins did she still loved them,serving faithfully and bearing no grudge. Her kind heart earned her both favor and pity from others but more hatred from her aunt,this made her unable to get educated like her cousins, therefore she was mocked by jealous girls of her age as an illiterate who couldn't read or write. But she'd always go to the temple especially when her heart just needed to be consoled by crying She always prayed unto their gods The maharighi[India spiritual leader or priest] who noticed her frequent visits to the temple could only pity her and pray that the gods could uplift her.