As I go down memory lane and flash back 16 years...I remember the day vividly...those days kids were small and I was following the strict regime of 4am to 11pm almost non-stop working hours...frantically trying to keep pace with time and doing the balancing act of being a homemaker and a teacher...needless to say it was literally a race against time...specially in the early morning rush hours..each day was a challenge...punctuality was rubbed deep into the psyche,partly due to the strict convent schooling and partly due to the professional ethics and needs...increasing the desire to accept the challenges...
No wonder that I was on tenterhooks that particular day, dreading being late to work...rushing through the routine I managed to tread on the road that took me to the bus stop,where I would board a bus till a certain point and literally hop into another bus,get down and take a rikshaw or hitch a ride till the sight of the school gates brought out a sigh of relief frpm me...the initial thoughts bordered on pessimism...oh i won't be able to make it in time today...then with an almost magical turn of thoughts,theses words flashed upon my memory..."God sees you through someone's eyes...hears you through someone's ears...reaches out to you through someone's heart...helps you through someone's hands and walks to you through someone's feet.."
Lo behold... the magic of optimisim and the power of positive thoughts...barely had the frown eased out of my brow and a happy smile settled on my face...that a car stopped by...'Hey where are you heading,may I drop you somewhere?"...I muttered a reply informing this someone about my destination..."Oh I am headed right there,please hop in.."the next ten minutes of my ride in someone's car had my mind clouded with a plethora of thoughts ranging from confusion to discomfort to anxiety to relief to wonder and amazement...before i realized the schhool gates were in sight much to my relief..I got down and turned to thank the someone...the car had sped away and the someone was not in sight...i rushed in to the school...and through the day's work...and through the rest of the days...amd the months...and the years...
Time has flown away but the memories of that "divine help" are still crystal clear in my memory..
let us ponder awhile and think of similar incidents in our lives...and we will be pleasantly surprized to find several of these instances...people may be different,names may be different,times may be different...but what remains common is the strong brush with the divine power in each of our lives"
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