God is life

I read a book; The power of your subconscious mind by Dr Joseph Murphy which comes in the non-fiction category and to write a book review would be myopic in outlook. Instead, inspired by the book, I want to share an incident for which I never thanked God enough and something that till now only my wife knows about. The title is thanks to The Bible but I would also like to celebrate Guru Nanak Dev Ji’s birthday which was on the fourth of November. Respect.

Ek Onkar, Nanak naam chardi kalaan tere bhane sarbat da bhala
Ek Onkar

This was in the year 2011 when I was working as a Technical Support Associate in Honeywell International India Pvt. Ltd. and I was at the peak of my powers, read Bi-polar mania. The car at my disposal was a Maruti Suzuki Zen which has long since been taken out of production but lived to tell the tale. Now my office was on the Delhi-Haryana border and one fine day, I felt the urge of seeing the desert in Jaipur, Rajasthan. This was a blunder because even though Rajasthan is an arid landscape, Jaipur is a full-fledged city with no desert in sight. I informed my Team Leader that I would be leaving for Jaipur and might be a bit late for the next shift and he rightly pointed out that this was a decision that I could do without to which I disagreed. Every step of the way before it finally happened, I was being warned in no uncertain terms, I still persevered towards my goal. A day before the fateful night, I stopped the car because the windshield was cracked and I got off and smacked the fibreglass to smithereens. Put in 4k for a new screen from a nearby car shop and then went along on my merry way. In the middle of the highway, as a stunt, I did a 360 in the car not knowing what lay ahead. I had crossed around 50 km when the car came to a screeching halt because the axel had given way. Spent time until the morning so that I could take the car to a repair garage with the help of a crane. In the afternoon, after getting a thorough check-up of the car hoping that nothing untoward would happen again, went for a test ride. There is a bus stop 15 minutes away from my house and it has a square steel base 10 ft X 4ft to cover the underground cables. The car stopped exactly on the steel structure as if it had been taken to a workshop for servicing and it would be elevated for some time as an eerie coincidence. I still didn’t see it coming. Undeterred, I turned back only to go again the next night because the body clock had got accustomed to the night shift.

I had crossed the Delhi border and was on my merry way after spending my entire salary(15k) on formal shirts and pants from Connaught Place. Stopped by at a restaurant on the highway to have Mutton biryani and a cup of tea just in case I felt drowsy. I started out again and reached a place called Bawal in Haryana when I woke up to a shock. I had slept off on the wheel and the car had hit a boulder at around 70 kmph. The passenger side of the vehicle was beyond belief not to mention the windscreen. When I came to my senses, there was another vehicle close by which had also had an accident. I was taken to a nearby Government hospital from a primary checkup from where I gave a distress call to my brother and father. I did not suffer a scratch but still went for an Anti Tetanus injection as a precaution. By the time I got back on the road, some freeloaders had already syphoned off the car tyres. The car went for a total loss which is basically the entire lump sum that it had been insured under. The basic frame on which the car is mounted had distorted because of the impact.

Waheguruji, thank you very, very, very much for everything you’ve given me.
Ps- Nanak naam chardi kalaan tere bhane sarbat da bhala

 

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