The changing face of the city.Ever expanding. Like a mother’s bosom…willing to embrace whoever comes within her fold.
Catching up with relatives and old friends. That was what originally the holiday was meant to be. But it turned out to be much more than that..
A totally unexpected darshan of Shree Shree Ravishankar in his ashram….. the ever so gentle, ever smiling Guruji of millions. He surveyed the scene with a sweeping glance that does not miss a single detail as he stepped into the hall where all devotees were waiting. Then as the devotees bow down one by one, he has a nod, a smile, a kind enquiry, an encouraging remark for each one….and a blessing with the touch of a rose..
And meeting him in the crowded Commercial Street ! He was there,in his impeccable white suit,red tie and the poker face all intact ! That famous “couldn’t careless” look ! I swooped down on him . “55 rupees ,ma’am,” said the shop keeper. I handed over the money .Took home my own Zu Zu ,dangling on a key chain !
Silly ? Childish ? Who knows ? And who cares ?
An unforgettable holiday !
