I call her a FOLK Mother as I came to encounter her archetype in my life today. She runs ramshackle tea shop close to where the play ground is situated. I came to her shop and ordered two strong teas with lots of sugar in it. There was also a lottery seller near to us drinking tea. By luck or by chance, he was selling the Christmas Bumper 2016 of 40 million Rupees and he had tickets belonging to the district of Palakad. Now Palakad is very far from where I stay and it will take me a day to reach there. For a long time I was carrying the wish of buying a lottery ticket from Palakad. The simple reason is that, Palakad is the district which has maximum number of prizes. This is really a quirk. A rational explanation is that more tickets are sold from this. Anyway I decided to try my luck and I bought one. It was then that the FOLK MOTHER started talking to me. When she did, her voice was soft, loving and tender and I felt a de ja vu, closeness of having known her for a long time. She also bought a lottery ticket but it was a smaller one with a low price amount. I don’t know why she started talking but she did and she said she looks upon God to meet her daily needs as her husband is a drunkard. We talked and talked ….I all about myself, who I was and what I do and I also told her that I lost my faith in GOD. She gently told me with tears welling up in her eyes: that no matter what, one must not lose faith in GOD and GOD has been her sustainer all these long and lean years. I felt touched and very emotionally moved. My body became tremulous and I found it very difficult to speak. I thought I won’t ask her for the change and I started moving off. It was then, she clapped her hands and called me and gave me the change. I asked do you have need for money. She said no! But then something inside told me to be generous with her. I was having some cash with me. I handed her a hundred rupee note; I touched her palms and squeezed the money into it. She said she will pray to God for my financial condition to improve. This is the first time in my life that I encountered an archetype like this. The relationship was not platonic and it was beyond catharsis. So I call her affectionately as a FOLK MOTHER. Yes there’s a gentle wisdom in her that transcends all the cares and worries of this world and yet it’s sapiential.