My brother was traveling with his family in a car from Delhi to Suraj Khand situated in the northern part of India. It was around 8 pm as they entered a forest path surrounded by a deep valley. There were no street lights and he was blinded by the headlights of the oncoming vehicles. He swerved at a certain bend to avoid collision and his car came to a screeching halt but precariously positioned overlooking the valley.
All of them inside the car were petrified and were wondering whether to get out or not, since any slight movement would tilt the balance. My brother decided to get out , aware of the risk, since something had to be done. He managed to come out and looked around for help to shift the car. From no where a huge burly man came and pushed the car to safety and disappeared. My brother wanted to thank him and called out … but of no avail. He was gone.
Another incident ….. It was a rainy day in Mumbai and the streets were completely flooded. My young daughter was wading through the water with her school bag on her head and to her dismay found that the water level had literally reached her neck. She was in tears and was imagining the worst. She suddenly noticed that an uncle came from behind, lifted her and left her in the foot path to safety. She turned back to thank the uncle. There was no uncle. She looked everywhere but there was no trace of the good Samaritan.
What else can these be attributed to, except the unseen hand of the DIVINE.
Of Borders and lines
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