RE: Qurator's Mischievous Mondays | The Candle That Whispers Secrets When Blown Out

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My mother used to light a candle every night for two reasons: first, so that all the deceased would have light, and second, because she didn't like the dark. But there came a very difficult time when she couldn't afford to buy candles. She felt she was failing the deceased, and this kept her awake at night. Her guilty conscience was so great that one day she pawned a ring to buy candles and fulfill her penance.

That night, when she lit the candle, the wind came in through the window and played with the flame, suddenly trying to extinguish it, then fanning it up again so it continued to burn. This went on for the first few minutes until the flame stabilized, and little by little the candle burned down until it went out. But then came the surprise, because the candle whispered as it went out. My mother, in the midst of her amazement, said aloud: “The candle whispers secrets as it goes out.” None of the family believed her. They looked at each other, and one of the more daring ones said: “It was the deceased who complained to you for stopping lighting them.”