I have never believed so strongly that things happen and there is a divine intervention. I'm a very matter of fact person. I celebrate festivals, because I love the culture and the environment it creates and more because I can see so many people smile. It is a chance for me to learn more cooking and the art of time management ( trying to cook umpteen dishes while the pooja has to be done before a certain time, does need some brain drains..) ...I have never brought the God into the picture at all.. :(
I know that the power above is one who guides me and helps me in my situations.
All these years...each time a tragedy struck anyplace I would feel bad, upset, sometimes ( i'm being honest) it wouldn't affect me, and there were many times that anger in me dissipitated all the effect of the entire event. I somehow felt that the person i'm connected to will never be in that particular place...god knows what that theory is all about!!
But last evening, I am assured, there is a divine power somewhere looking after us, and He knows when exactly we need it.
I got the first call around 7.00 PM and it was my brother sounding frantic. He had just seen the news on TV about the bomb blasts in New Delhi, while he was waiting for a train. He's tried to call her immediately and she was not reachable. When he called me , I was not perturbed...I am like that, always ( my injury prone kids have trained my brains and mind well enough, I should say! )...my media box was shut down for the day....cos kids were studying for their exams. But when I did switch it on, I realised the extent to the damage and then slowly it sunk in...My sister was to take her friend to Connaught place for shopping. And the news said it had occured there.
I finally managed to get in touch with her...and she was in the middle of a very slow moving traffic, that was getting out of the area..and she just said, " Thank God! I was sitting in the park, and nothing happened!! I'm ok now. "
Later it was learnt that the very same park she was sitting in waiting for her friend to show up, was the place of the blast. My heart did a somersault. It could have been HER. But then I am now sure of that Hand above.
In all this I realised one more thing....why are we sometimes so selfish, that we get all so concerned only when it regards our own people....was I being selfish here too...? All I could think of was my sister and no one else.. :(
I pray for all those affected by these blasts. And I really wish there was something I could do to erase such dastardly acts .