Despaired at heart, I left my cabin.

To find what is that something, going wrong. Whether I am not able to give my best or I am not getting what I deserve. In a state of confusion with the ever curious mind of mine, I reached the 7th floor of the building.

Looking through the broken window pane around 7 pm, I almost lost my senses when the cool breeze played through my hair. I was so mesmerized by the beauty of the city all dazzling with lights, plain yet so beautiful, roads crowded with a few vehicles busy yet so peaceful. I almost forgot that I was there for an introspection. Next moment, I broke these random thoughts focusing back to my introspection work. All I could thought of within that second was, "Why don't I ask Him? Everyone has this notion He always grants your wishes if you deserve them. so, why don't even I try my luck and ask Him. If I get my work done then it will not only prove his existence and fair judgement but also my worthiness for earning it. With this one thought within a second I tried to make a gesture with my hands in the form of asking dua. Just then with less than a second's time three epistles in series flashed in front of my mind's thoughts. The very first one to flash was where I felt how my friend was being scolded by my guide publically for not doing her duties efficiently. Along with that came a thought I COULD HAVE BEEN AT HER PLACE TOO. My misery in comparison to her seemed very less. Next thought to come was how another friend of mine was so pressurized that she felt like a robot working day in and day out, totally drained.  Along with that too came the very  thought I COULD HAVE BEEN AT HER PLACE TOO. Finally a recent episode of another friend of mine who was recently diagnosed with benign tumor flashed in my thoughts. Along with that too came the very  thought I COULD HAVE BEEN AT HER PLACE TOO!
Suddenly realizing where where He is helping me without even me asking for it. How he has always played the great role of being with me everytime without asking for anything in return. With my wet eayes I folded my hand in namskar position to thank Him with all my heart and NO WORDS to express my gratitude.

I can never forget this wonderful epistle of my life!


His blessed daughter,
Ruchika