For people who know me and R, know now clearly that we are sort of borderline atheists. I am not saying that there is no God but I feel some super power guiding us. It so happened that I had to travel to Mumbai for work and R to Calcutta immediately after shifting our house. R was to join me post his work. I finished my work a day early and set off on Mumbai darshan. Top of my list was the Siddhi Vinayak temple also since it houses many eating joints nearby. Monsoon had just set in and it was pouring like crazy when I got down Dadar station. I got my token for darshan but as soon as I entered the sanctum, there was a mob of 100 people screaming 'ganpati bappa mourya'. I was pushed and cornered to a side and was about to get back, when a pandit lounged forward, took my offering and placed it in front of the idol. I didn't pay much attention since I was lost in my own thoughts and more importantly on how to get to the hotel safe and sound.
We finished our Mumbai tour and almost missing our return flight, made it to Bangalore. R left to US immediately after our return and I got busy in setting up our new home. It was gruelling running after labourers and finishing remaining work. I was completely occupied in construction of our house and finishing my work commitments. Never once I thought of my periods though I was late. A chat with a close friend reminded me on checking ...you know just incase.... Its all crystal clear - August 15th 2015...a day etched in my memory. Early morning 5am I nervously peed on a stick anticipating tears and heartache once again. One faint pink line and my stomach was to the floor. I was about to discard the stick and cry my lungs out when something prompted me to wait. A faint second line appeared and suddenly my hands were shivering....I could not believe my eyes and the negative self in me screamed '' Go check again. It must be a mistake.'' After 5 checks, I finally found myself grinning and smiling at the 2 strong pink lines which completed me.
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