Tuesday 24 April 2018

Very Staunch Believer of the Supreme Power

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Continued from the series 'Some Extraordinary Slices of My Ordinary Life' Part1,  2, 3,4, 5, 6, 7, 8 , 9 ,10, 11,12, 13 , 14, 15 , 16 ,17 , 18 ,19 ,20 and 21

Religion, caste, colour or creed have had no meaning ever in my life. Life is my religion and my belief is God, the supreme power. I am happily surprised how despite of having so many terrible ups and downs in my life, my firm faith in Almighty remains unaltered.

I guess I have inherited this from my mom, who prayed every single day no matter how adverse the circumstances were. When I went to live away from my parents, sometimes I felt scared and when I told her this thing when we met the next time, she taught me a mantra from Hanuman Chalisa and asked me to repeat it whenever I was lonely and frightened and God will help me. I did it all through my hostel life and even when I grew up and yes God has tested me, put me on a roller coaster but had never abandoned his chosen child..

When dad was posted in Makrana, I remember finding great solace in visiting the Ajmer Sharif Dargah. I equally loved going to the church in my school and reading excerpts from Holy Bible as much as I loved the beautiful temples mom took me to. So slowly and gradually I developed a deep attachment to these adorable places of worship where resides just one God, who have different names for different people and I worshipped and still pray to all of them with equal devotion.

When I lost my mom early in life and was shattered beyond compare, I started frequenting to Sai Temple in Noida on my way back from office every single day. Gradually I started witnessing my parents in Sai. He listened to everything I told him like I was his own child. He saved me from drowning in unparalleled sorrow and because my firm support. Once when I took my younger brother to him and requested him to let the boy get a decent job on completion of his engineering as we both brother and sister have no choice but to be on our own, the very next day my brother got a job. There are many incidences like this when he has listened to me. So if their is anything bugging me, I tell him the same in my prayers like you tell your very own parents.

Though he lives in my heart as my guiding light, I visit him every year in Shirdi and I fondly call it my Annual Maayka Trip. I love every thing about the place, I experience a charismatic charm and extreme sense of belonging as soon as I lay my feet in Shirdi. I stroll casually in the lanes drowning in a deep sense of gratitude to the Lord who has given me the strength to take the trickster life in my stride with a smile. Like each one of us have one, he is the centre of all power from whom I derive all strength and wisdom and in whom I place all my trust.

I will tell you a secret, extroverts aren’t simple people most of the times they babble whole day but their deepest secrets, they keep them concealed deep within. Sometimes their besties wouldn’t know either what goes behind those electrifying smiles which can light anyone’s world. I am one such extrovert while my life is an open book, I hate to share my insecurities and fears with anyone no matter what but I do have a word on them with God about it, so that he can guide me on the right path. Such is my belief in him🙏.

To be continued in the next parts of #SlicesofLife Series on #TrulyYoursRoma in #AtoZChallenge this April.  I am writing on some extraordinary slices from my ordinary life.

Thank you so much for all the love and support you have always given me. Truly Yours Roma is nothing without you! 

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