Theyyam

I am going to a Temple for a theyyam ritual. The woman who will play the deity explains the procedure and what we need to do. It’s quite over whelming. She give us a face of the goddess and tells we need to smear a banana with sandalwood paste place it on the forehead of the image and say loudly ‘Sundari orangikko’. It is a way of pleasing the deity. I participate in the ritual from my family. There are other women as well. My banana breaks into pieces for the pujari gives me another one. I wonder if it’s ok to eat the broken one. I am going up the stairs of the temple and I meet the women who played the deity. I smile and look her in the eye. She asks me not to make eye contact and that she can see me. I look away but I’m tempted to look at her. She embraces me with a wild compassion. I am sleeping in a pg, I wake up suddenly with a guy touching me. I am irritated and push him away. He appears drunk. I starts pulling me and forces me to try and make out. I am calling for help. There are people around and I’m sure someone will help