Hi Readers, Welcome to Mirrored Mind!
This one is going to be my first mind reflection. So Readers
please bear this not so skilled writer yet want to be a blogger and here I go…
I would like to share an incident which happened a year back when I had been to Pandharpur - Maharashtra’s one of the important pilgrimage city situated in Solapur district. It was one kind of family get-together and few of my maternal relatives gathered up for this not so exciting but lately turned into an unforgettable trip. Me and my cousin were wondering how our friends would react when you say them, I had been to a pilgrimage trip for this vacation and obviously their reaction made us unhappy. But we all were together after a long time and this indeed created a fun-filled moment.
We boarded the Siddheshwar express from Mumbai at around 11pm
and the journey began. It was Christmas time and no wonder Mumbai failed to
show any instance of winter arrival. After almost eight hours, our train
journey came to an end and we reached Solapur at 7 in the morning. To our
surprise the climate was freezing cold which is otherwise usually dry and hot. Me and my cousin were finding ways to get draped into our mother’s saree pallu
but nothing could save us from shivering. That chilling weather and garama
garam chai.. Needless to say that was heaven!!
We headed to take dip in the river Bhima" also called
as "Chandrabhaga". Though it was a holy dip for elders but for me
this river bathe gave a kind of satisfaction of having my so called expected
vacation that is because the ice cold water and beautiful scenic view was just
beyond my expectations. Our hopes did not end here as our trip came with more
unexpected, thrilling and adventurous incidents or rather we all experienced
the real truth. Finally we had a chance
to get a glimpse of Lord Vithoba. We felt our souls rejuvenated with His divine
serenity.
It was around 5pm in the evening and the whole city was
crowded with devotees seeking the Lord’s divine blessings. We could hear the
devotees singing “abhang”- Marathi bhajans awaiting their turn to get darshan of
the Lord. There were many other temples situated in the banks of the river, we
all geared up for one of the temple which is located in the other side of the
bank. The only way to reach the location was using the boat service and once
again this made me happy and I was no longer regretting this trip. The wooden
boat was large enough to accommodate our whole family. We were guided with two boatmen
with us who were so kind and knowledgeable.
They told us much information regarding those temples and their history.
We reached the destination, but by this time sun was sinking below the horizon and
sky was slowly turning dark. This did
not drop our energy levels even by that much and had a peaceful darshan of
Goddess AmbaBai, but what awaited us while returning was horrifying. The roads
were complete dark and there was no sign of lights from anywhere but thanks to
my Smart phone, it saved us till we all reached near the bank of the river. What we saw next made us stand still. No Boat
Service! Yes that’s what the local people told us as it was now complete dark. Hearing
this, a horrible chill went down our spine. The two boatmen did not accompany
us to the temple and nowhere could we find them. We all felt lost and a sense
of fear pervaded all. Each one of us started praying hard for our safe reach.
And there came the surprise, the two boatmen made their
sudden appearance with their genuine smile. Without any hesitation they were
ready to take us in their boat and dropped all of us safely. We had no words to
thank them and offered them with some extra money apart from their usual fare
for saving our lives. Much to our surprise was their denial to this offer and
their sincerity towards their profession.
Now it was time for us to return to Mumbai and we all were
badly in need of some rest. So we all dozed off for a while in a dharamshala.
That night we had to board train from Solapur, so we all left the holy city
with much contentment because the two boatmen had won our hearts. We took a car
for reaching Solapur junction. It was almost 10pm and we were late as we had to
catch the train at 11:30pm. The driver speeded up well and we were confident
about catching the train on time. After a while, my niece wanted to get her
sweater so my uncle had to stop the van and get his bag above car luggage
storage.
He couldn’t believe his eyes as there was no bag above and
again a sense of shock and sadness made all of us restless. We couldn’t leave
it and move ahead as uncle had some of his valuable items and most importantly
our train tickets. We were already running short of time and couldn’t think
much but some instinct made us believe that the bag must have dropped somewhere
on the way. So we ordered the driver to go back all the way and search for the
bag. As the roads were not very good we definitely came to a conclusion of the bag
fallen off the car. There was complete silence as all were unhappy about such
an ending to our trip and hoping things turned out other way. We all were
scanning the roads to get a glance of the bag. For several minutes the tension
mounted and our curiosity was rising every moment.
Tringgggg!! Came a sudden phone call to my uncle saying, is
it Mr. Srinivasan? I found a bag near the petrol pump and got your name and
phone number from the train tickets. Am waiting here can you please collect
it? Dumbstruck by what he heard, my
uncle had a huge smile and said Thank you so much sir. Soon we spotted the
Godlike person who was looking simple and humble. His name was Tukaram. Again just thanks were not just enough for
this great human being so my uncle asked if he could take some money. To this
he simply replied No Sir Thanks. It was my duty. We all were overwhelmed by
this young lad’s gesture. I felt thankful for being a part of this
unforgettable journey.
Both the incidents made me realize the same truth – there
exists God in the form of human beings. Let's try to awaken the God within us.
Jai jai Vithala Hari hari Vithala!
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