This
was something that was inspired during my tryst to get train tickets for home during
ganesh chaturthi and wrote it that time itself. i wish it all of you relate
with it in more than ways.
I had a very long and tiring day. Waking up early to
book my train tickets, then rushing to office and in the evening attending a invitation
for ganesh arti by a very good friend of
mine. The entire day was demanding and very much busy in a different way. By the
end of the day I was very much faithful of god as I was in doubt about his
existence. Why ? I was able to get a train ticket to Nagpur for diwali
with a single digit waiting number. Its
close to miracle. As I sat on my bed trying to reason and conclude the entire
days event but I was too tired by then.
“oh god !!! you better come in my dream and justify it” I said
to myself while staring at the ceiling and before I knew it I was fast asleep.Suddenly
some noise above my head woke me up. Something or someone was scanning through
the kitchen utencils.
“who’s there?” I shouted out of fear & terror. For
a while there was no response but then a short fat guy with long nose and
larger than normal ears popped his head into my bed room and said “oh… sorry
bro…I didn’t intend to wake you up”
“who are you” I asked.
“what ? you only wanted to talk me so I am here… but
there is nothing to eat… by the way I am ganesha” he said in a very casual way.
This is the thing about dreams there are somethings
with which you can reason and then there are some that are unexplainable.
“why troubling me yaar? I had a very long day…kal
morning shift hai…legs are paining, you always trouble people and enjoy it don’t
you” I said angrily
“I beg your pardon? Okay now tell me what are the
issue that you wanted to get answered” and stood in the door way with his arms
and legs crossed.
“why is that in your anticipation people take so
much trouble and pain? I stood in line since 5 am and still got a waiting
ticket for diwali. Don’t you think its unfair? What about others who couldn’t get
the tickets for going home”. I asked
“well ..you see we are not selfish and ignorant. Think
of it as those who got the tickets were more needful to go where ever they
wanted to go. As far as others are concerned if you have to go then have to go,
then you don’t need money or ticket. I suppose it my way to check your faith in
us, and in the process help you realize what you want.”
“so why do you come for short time and in everyone
life at the same time?” I asked.
“you human are very lazy and forget about us. Everything
you do you do it or your own personal purpose.
So I provide you with a reason. A reason to come home to your family and
relatives. All the people standing in line along with you didn’t care if
railways fairs are increased; ticket is waiting or petrol price as such. For them
all that matters is being with there family, which is a reason provided by me. don’t
you think that’s cool” he said winking at me.
“then why is that even people living with there
families still run on platform and overbridges behind trains and buses?”I asked.
“to spend that extra minute with there children, to
spend some more time looking into his wife’s eye, to hold the hand of there gf/bf for some
more time, maybe to say “I love you” one more time, to see her husband smile a few centimeters more when she comes
home early, to help their aging parents walk a few steps without pain. The easiest
job one an do is judge, that’s what you
are doing my buoy”
“but why do others judge me when I say that you are
my favorite hindu god?” I asked.
“well thank you young man, I am honored to hear it. I believe you not respecting me but
you are respecting your faith. It dosnt matter for whom it is until it
originates from you and you only. Having faith in god is like having faith in
yourself, faith can neither be broken nor it can be attained easily. Faith is a
“siddhi”. It means attainment and accomplishment and all the people who were
standing with you wanted to celebrate there siddhi with there real
accomplishment ie with there loved ones. All we do is give you an excuse. As far
as leave is concerned you won’t get it unless you ask for it”.
Whatever he said send me into a deeper thought . “by
the way do you have anything to eat?” ganeshji asked and went straight into the
kitchen.
“wait wait… will my leaves be approved!!!”. I shouted.
“only if you are taking it for the right reasons” he
said.
“oh great… we have some rice and curd. Wait ganeshji
I will serve you” I said.
And then there was a big cranky noise in the kitchen
which woke me up.
“oye kisko kya serve karega bhai its 5.00 am. Are you
alright?” my roommate enquired.
“kitchen me kaun hai?”I asked.
“billi thi” he said.
Was I dreaming or was it real I thought.
“chal koi nai.. lets go to sleep”I said.
“hmmm… if ganeshji comes again ask him to approve my
diwali leaves as well” he said bouncing on his bed.
“how did you know?” in a shocking and surprising way
I asked.
“you were sleep talking my friend” and he laughed.
They say early morning dreams do come true. Weather
it was my wish or a thought that occupied my mind which translated into such a
dream. In the end all I hope for the right thing to happen. If my reason are
good enough my leaves would be approved. If not I would assume someone in my
team needed it to be with there family more than I do.
Happy diwali !!!
