It was almost sleep time
But I was thinking about the telephone conversation I had just had
"Dear God Ji ! You know everything so please you do the best for us and keep all harm away from all of us Aameen "
I said as many times as I could
And while doing so , I also switched on the silliest show on television , and lay on the sofa ...
And when I woke up it was morning !!!
But it seemed like the problem had either not slept or it had also woken up with me ...
The door bell rang just as I was having my first cup of tea in the kitchen and still mulling over last night's telephonic conversation
It was still early for the sunlight to have reached the building stairway
But it was already time for the caretaker to have switched off the lights therein
So the stairway was neither well-lit nor completely dark
As I opened the door I saw Mummy standing there
I was wide awake ...
Had brushed my teeth and washed my face ...
And also had a couple of sips of chaai
So I couldn't be dreaming
Leaning slightly forward , I took a closer look
Yesssss ... It was HER without doubt !!!
But this was IMPOSSIBLE
My mother could not be standing there ...
She had passed away three years back !!!
"Zohra ! I hope I am not disturbing you ... "
I heard
This was not Mummy's voice
In an instant the divine illusion was gone
And there stood before me the most graceful woman living in our Housing Society
Tall , fair , dignified , soft-spoken , her silvery hair neatly tied , wearing a light coloured cotton shalwar - kameez
So much like my mother !
She is the treasurer of our Housing Society
She was holding a damaged cheque in her hand
"I am really sorry ... ye kal mere haath se naa jaane kaise phat gayaa ... Aap ko subah - subah takliif de rahi hooN ... Can you issue a fresh one ... ?"
All this took just a few minutes to happen
And I went through it quite like a robot
But when she left , I was completely overwhelmed with the aura of the celestial illusion
Logically , if at all there can be any logic here , this was nothing more than hallucination of a mind that was both disturbed and weary
A play of the shadows in a dimly - lit place
But for the soul this was a supremely invaluable experience
How much it enriched me and how much emptiness it left behind is unfathomable
I cried till I was exhausted
But after that everything was fine
Mummy had come
Yes ! She sure had ...
Souls don't speak
But they come
Silently
To bless us , encourage us and take our worries away
❤❤💕
But I was thinking about the telephone conversation I had just had
"Dear God Ji ! You know everything so please you do the best for us and keep all harm away from all of us Aameen "
I said as many times as I could
And while doing so , I also switched on the silliest show on television , and lay on the sofa ...
And when I woke up it was morning !!!
But it seemed like the problem had either not slept or it had also woken up with me ...
The door bell rang just as I was having my first cup of tea in the kitchen and still mulling over last night's telephonic conversation
It was still early for the sunlight to have reached the building stairway
But it was already time for the caretaker to have switched off the lights therein
So the stairway was neither well-lit nor completely dark
As I opened the door I saw Mummy standing there
I was wide awake ...
Had brushed my teeth and washed my face ...
And also had a couple of sips of chaai
So I couldn't be dreaming
Leaning slightly forward , I took a closer look
Yesssss ... It was HER without doubt !!!
But this was IMPOSSIBLE
My mother could not be standing there ...
She had passed away three years back !!!
"Zohra ! I hope I am not disturbing you ... "
I heard
This was not Mummy's voice
In an instant the divine illusion was gone
And there stood before me the most graceful woman living in our Housing Society
Tall , fair , dignified , soft-spoken , her silvery hair neatly tied , wearing a light coloured cotton shalwar - kameez
So much like my mother !
She is the treasurer of our Housing Society
She was holding a damaged cheque in her hand
"I am really sorry ... ye kal mere haath se naa jaane kaise phat gayaa ... Aap ko subah - subah takliif de rahi hooN ... Can you issue a fresh one ... ?"
All this took just a few minutes to happen
And I went through it quite like a robot
But when she left , I was completely overwhelmed with the aura of the celestial illusion
Logically , if at all there can be any logic here , this was nothing more than hallucination of a mind that was both disturbed and weary
A play of the shadows in a dimly - lit place
But for the soul this was a supremely invaluable experience
How much it enriched me and how much emptiness it left behind is unfathomable
I cried till I was exhausted
But after that everything was fine
Mummy had come
Yes ! She sure had ...
Souls don't speak
But they come
Silently
To bless us , encourage us and take our worries away
❤❤💕
1 comment:
Beautiful !!
Indeed our loved ones visit us as glimpses of a shadow, a fragrance, a certain sense of 'presence', a certain feel or touch, and sometimes in the guise of another person. If we are receptive to their presence in our lives, we can often sense them around us.Surely, the love of a lifetime cannot be severed by the perishing of the physical body,
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