DEEPAN MUKHERJEE

I was limping and had excruciating pain in my ankle, all thanks to the sports shoe I was gifted by a aol devotee of kolkata on my way back to Noida. I think it’s almost 2yrs now to this incident.

Usually I prefer sandal upon shoes, but come on……… those were Reebok and of my exact size। I kept flaunting my new found possession throughout my few cities trip for satsangs to West Bengal, completely untold about the darker part of it। As the universal rule says that all shoes take time to mould as per feet and comfort so this shoes were no exception। But on their way to make them shelf comfortable with my feet they bruised by ankle terribly ।On the top of it I kept on carrying them resulting in blood clotting and which in turn became a red-blackish colored swollen ankle.

I don’t know how I walked all the way from old Howrah station to the New Howrah station to board my train {FYI – The distance is almost 1 km through over bridge}. In the night when everyone where enjoying their dreams I was battling with nerve wrecking pain. The seconds where feeling like minutes and minutes where taking hours to pass before we could have reached New Delhi. Gradually the pain spread through my whole right feet, knees, thighs, and hip and reached my spine. I was feeling like to scream at the top of my vocal but all I could do at that time was cry and call “HIM”.

Even though it took ages to reach New Delhi, I landed the next morning there. But the biggest challenge now was to go to the cab which was waiting outside the station to pick me up which was completely out of question. Somehow I started but each step was felling like a hunter slap on my back. One can see nerves popped out in my forehead, eyes & face like blood red. Usually I don’t prefer to bother “HIM” every now & then for problems & botherations but this was a state where it had rolled out of my control.

So I put my baggage & Guitar down closed my eyes in mid of buzzing New Delhi station and prayed,”Please take it from me”. By this time I had somehow managed to drag myself out of the station and even spotted my cab. My driver came and took over the baggage from me and let me take him as a support to walk. The car was maximum 40 feet away but as they say it’s toughest to fight when you are nearest to conquest. I had reached the max out of pain, and visuals started dissolving from my sight.

Suddenly gravity lost its command on me as I was swept off my feet into the arms of an Army officer. I couldn’t see him as my eyes where flooded with tears and even though his lips didn’t parted but I heard,”I m here”. It might have looked so weird a 23yr brat in the arms of an army officer, but I guess it was need of time & mine. “He” placed me on the back seat and left, and before the car started moving “He” turned and gave me the million pound smile.
Next thing I knew was that I was home, and rest is history .Baba took me to hospital for a minor operation {with anesthesia} and after 2 weeks I was jumping like a baby kangaroo.

Many of times we feel alone, left out and not being taken care off. But “He” has his eyes on each one of us, its just that “He” wants us to be strong and go getter rather than a Pappu. But that certainly doesn’t mean that he won’t answer your calls but it got be a call which connects to him via your Soul and he come down for you in any form.

नज़र बनाओ , नज़रें वो ख़ुद दिखा देंगे .

I Love you Guruji !!!!!!!!