Finding God

Cover girl magic

The last few months have been nothing short of a series of miracles for me. I started my own company, then launched my own women’s magazine with a full-time employee strength of one (me). Then became media partner for one of the world’s most prestigious all-women conferences. Now I’m all set to tie up with one event every 30 days, while bringing out my magazine like clockwork on the 1st of every month, writing freelance for other publications, and running a fledgling business by myself. All from the corner table in my bedroom working 16 hours a day.

And just now such a wonderful miracle happened that I thought, I MUST write this down.

I had WhatsApped a very old colleague of mine, who is now a powerful name in the media, about certain challenges I was facing, and asked him for some help. I mentioned a woman I was trying to interview for my magazine cover but hadn’t yet managed to find a contact or solid reference to approach her with. He didn’t have it either but he did give me plenty of other ideas. He said his boss was impressed with my work. All good, I thanked him and closed the chat window.

Right then, at exactly the same time, another media acquaintance, someone I haven’t even met, sent me a mail offering me an interview with the same woman! Abracadabra!!!

I did a little mad dance around my room just now.

You know, sometimes, as a bootstrapped entrepreneur, you do get a bit deflated. Just this morning, I was feeling somewhat exhausted about the effort of doing everything by myself. I felt unsupported, broke and helpless about how I was going to pull through with this crazy mission of mine.

But the idea of giving it up is unacceptable to me too. It is my entire life’s meaning in one package. This is what I have to do, what I was built to do.

And imagine, on just one such day when I felt a bit low, when I finally reached out for help from an old friend, I got this affirmation from the universe: “You’re on the right track. Don’t give up. Have faith. The resources will come.”

I’m all teary-eyed as I type this. My faith is renewed.

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Finding God

Beginner’s luck

Yesterday I spent the better half of the morning at the passport office, in line to get my daughter’s passport renewed.

Having been through my own passport renewal process late last year, I was familiar with the long wait and had taken along a book — my new copy of the ‘Mother’ Mirra Alfassa’s life, which I had bought only the day previously from the Aurobindo Ashram in Delhi.

I’ve always wanted to visit the Ashram but of course there was never enough time in everyday life for such frivolities. Being jobless woke me up to the craving for a guru, and gave me the luxury of being able to drive to wherever I wanted in the middle of the day. Since I couldn’t drive to Auroville in Pondicherry (my soul’s calling), I drove to the next best thing — Pondicherry in Delhi.

Besides jotting down the timings of the various discources and lectures, which I plan to regularly attend starting with today’s class on the Gita, I also bought a few books to acquaint myself with the Aurobindo philosophy.

So anyway, after we got past the first couple of stages of passport-processing, my daughter and I had a long wait for stage three. Uncomfortable in the crowded, stuffy waiting room, we walked back downstairs to the main hall and found good seats. I dug this book out from my bag, she busied herself on her iPhone.

After about two hours, we went back upstairs, and were surprised to see our number flashing next to the stage four counter. “That’s funny,” I said to my daughter, “don’t we need to go through the verification stage? They’ve sent us straight to ‘granting’.”

At the final counter, the lady officer initially mulled over my custody papers, but her colleague from two cubicles away called out insistently to her, “Let’s go! Come fast!” In her hurry, she shrugged and signed off our application without much more ado. As we proceeded to the exit, the reason for her rush became evident as the security guard announced: “All officials will now leave for lunch. Applicants are requested to wait 40 minutes.”

The poor applicant just after us was left holding her papers woefully in her hand.

I shot a look of surprise at my daughter: “My God! How lucky we were! Not only did we miss one stage entirely, we also just got out in the nick of time. We saved more than an hour of waiting.”

In the next breath, I added instinctively: “It’s the Mother’s protection! Just having her book in my bag and reading it halfway gave us this kind of beginner’s benefit!” My daughter rolled her eyes and smiled indulgently.

As we walked down the stairs and out the exit, I continued marvelling in an awed voice, and resolved to continue on my new path in faith. I confess I have dabbled in many, gone up a little or a long distance on various spiritual journeys. This may be just another one of my experiments, or this may be something more lasting. Whatever it is, it will leave me changed and for the better.

I believe in miracles. The big ones are usually evident only in retrospect, and the little ones are a guaranteed indication of being on the right track. All recent experiences — the good and bad — have led me to exactly this point. Who knows where this path will lead?

Finding God

House finding

On 16 February, I wrote this post, where I listed the ideal qualities I wanted from my new home.

Today, after nearly two months, we signed the lease. I went back to read my post, just to ensure I’d got all that I wanted.

(a) Three large rooms, a study and three bathrooms: No study, but a separate help’s quarter and bathroom instead, which is a much better thing; yes to all the rest

(b) Large balconies: Yes, two

(c) Enough parking: Yes, two and both covered

(d) Close to a park for dogs: A beautiful park at our doorstep just outside the house

(e) New fittings, fancy showers: It’s a brand new house, everything’s new and modern 

(f) Safety, security: The owners have been living there 40 years… they say it’s completely safe. I took a walk around the colony myself to get a feel of it; and I did feel secure

(g) Within my budget and other legal, financial constraints: It’s within my budget though slightly more than I’d have liked, but then we’ve got the park view, which is worth paying more for. And yes, they agreed to our legal conditions.

(h) Sense of community, good neighbours: Lovely neighbourhood, old families all around

(i) Close to our current neighborhood: Just 4 km away from mom’s house

While doing this check, I realised the awesome truth once again: Ask and ye shall receive.

Okay, so now on to the next big thing.