Intuition
I called her up in morning just to check her how she is doing (generally I don’t call any of my friend before evening), It was my intuition that I called her up and was socked to know that her mom has been diagnosed of Breast Cancer same day. I was silent…I felt hollowness in my mind as I felt the pain her voice and suddenly my mind traveled back into memory lane of my stay in CMC Vellore Hospital.
I felt teardrop falling from eyes but then I seize myself and gave all my support to my very dear friend. Since all the diagnosis reports were not clear by that time so I asked her to update with me final report.
I was in silence …tears and blister in my voice.
Next Day
I was driving back from Noida to Delhi and was in traffic jam when I called her again. As she was speaking to me again I felt some immensity in my heart. After 2-3 min talk I was back on road and throughout the drive I couldn’t concentrate for a single moment, was driving with wrong gears, driving in wrong lane, taking wrong road… oh I couldn’t concentrate at all. I stopped my car and then I lean down my head on steering and shouted with my full strength…yes I cried …it has to come out. I drove back to home. Oh while stepping out of car I left my keys in car and closed the door.
Then I meditated for couple of minutes and I called her again…all painful memories are back in my mind. Sharing my experience helped me to cheer her up but inside I was just boosting myself.
I just pray to god to give me strength so that I can be with her in the painful time …I can feel that pain she is going through …because that is the pain I’m going through everyday.
God bless her mom and give strength to her family. I GOD name I pray. Ameen
Why is that my intuitions are so strong…why is that when I visit some place and I feel like I saw this place in my dreams…faded pictures I try to recollect, why is it that some news come to me and I can relate that it was in my mind somewhere…
“What is time?
What is this thing that goes on without pause?
If it does not pass.
Then whre could it have been?
It must have been somewhere.
It has passed.
So where is it now?
It must be somewhere.
Where did it come from? Where did it go?
Where did the process start?Where it will end?
What is time?”
Quiver
{My dear friend I know you’ll read this blog and will ask me so many question after reading this but I won’t be able to give you any answer …so please lets not talk about this post.}
