I have to apply for higher studies in a university, and I needed a number of documents which I didn't have at that time and which was required for filling the application form. I have to go to Meerut, where my college was situated, and for this I have to travel for two days continuously. I was feeling very strange as I has left my previous job only after one month and currently unemployed as previously for one year after completion of the course and my confidence level was zero. I was thinking, 'what would I say?' if someone ask me there, "So what are you doing now a days?"
On the evening of 9th February, I was on the train, I have to spend whole of my night in the sleeper class berth of a train going from Allahabad to Meerut. When I arrived my college in morning of the 10th February, I met a number of persons, some ware familiar while some not. I collected my documents, met various persons including my guide sir, Mr. Rupesh Dudhe, who is more than a guide and I considered him actually a friend of me, because he often guide me on taking some big decisions. I spend whole of my day with him, and refreshed our memory of our college days when he was a mere teacher to me and I was his student. The whole day passed and in the evening when I was returning, I was thinking about his words, about my future prospective, about my life and others and about everything which happened to me the whole day. I was completely lost in my thoughts that in the evening when I again arrived at Meerut railway station to catch the returning train, I came to realize that I have lost my mobile phone. Immediately I ran towards a PCO and tried many times to call back my mobile number, in the hope that any gentleman would surely have find my mobile phone, and when I call back on my mobile he would surely say to return my mobile phone happily. But it was not happened as I was thinking, opposite to that my mobile number responded as "switched off". I filled with a feeling of grief and guilt, as I was not earning any money, and I lost the mobile phone which was provided to me from my family. Moreover I have lost all the contact numbers of the persons, who were very important to me as well as for my future. I filled with a feeling of hatred towards me.
I got in my train and occupied my seat, thinking 'what should I do?', 'Where should I go?' although I was going towards my home, yet I didn't have any wish to return. I opened my bag and started reading "Aleph", the latest semi autobiographical novel by world's most favorite author Paulo Coelho. As I opened the book, on the very first page selected randomly, there he was with his different principles, attitude, innovative thinking and inspirational thoughts.
He was discussing about the loss and written in his novel;
"Whenever I refused to follow my fate, something very hard to bear would happen in my life. And that is my great fear at the moment, that some tragedy will occur. Tragedy always brings about radical change in our lives, a change that is associated with the same principle: Loss. When faced by any loss, there is no point in trying to recover what has been, it's best to take advantage of the large space, that opens up before us and fill it with something new. In theory, every loss is for our good; in practice, though, that is when we question the existence of God and ask ourselves, 'What did I do to deserve this?'
anyone truly committed to life never stops walking. Heaven and earth are meeting in a storm which, when it's over, will leave the air purer and the fields fertile but before that happens, houses will be destroyed, centuries-old trees will topple, paradise will be flooded."
It seems as he has wonder in his words; whenever we read him, a miracle happen. As I am atheist and I didn't believe in miracles until I read him, I started to believe in miracles. As he himself has written
"Miracles only happen if you believe in miracles."
Whenever I face any difficulty, I seek inspiration from him and his writings... and he is always there waiting for me to help me, with smile on his face....