The story that is often heard , the many versions of the truth, never to be fully heard in its original version ,the tragic tale that affects generations ..the story of N and S and P.
The story starts probably when N fell in love with an exceptionally beautiful , fair blue eyed cousin of his S.
He didn’t know who she was . That sunny morning when he was whistling tune lessly and passing by the prayer room , he did a double take .everything around him fell silent , he couldn’t hear any of the usual cacophony that’s ever present in his fathers house. All he saw was this beautiful vision absorbed in her conversation with God .