Friday Meeting of Gods
We used to sing bhajans of Saibaba. Every night there used to be power cut and we used to sing the bhajans when the power is cut. By the time we complete all the bhajan songs, the power is resumed. My aunt used to tell me that, if we pray to god sincerely god will bring power. My voice is very loud and sound. I used to sing loudly. My aunt told me that I need not sing loud and god can listen even if we talk with HIM heart in heart (This statement of her was engraved in my heart).
I used to fear the darkness a lot when I was a child (Ofcourse now I love it). One friday, even when we completed all the bhajan songs, the power was not resumed. I cried why the power was not resumed? Why god didn't listen to our songs?
She told that on fridays, all gods will keep a meeting and the place is very far away, so god cannot hear our prayer. I asked her, you told me that god can hear even if we talk in our heart also, but how come HE cannot hear that day.
I did not remember what she replied but somehow from then I am very scary of fridays (because god could not listen to me on fridays). This psychological fear continued for many years till 9th class or so. Every friday for some reason or other, I used to weep. Friday was the most dreaded day for me during my childhood.
I didn't remember how and when exactly the feeling and the fear disappeared.
I used to fear the darkness a lot when I was a child (Ofcourse now I love it). One friday, even when we completed all the bhajan songs, the power was not resumed. I cried why the power was not resumed? Why god didn't listen to our songs?
She told that on fridays, all gods will keep a meeting and the place is very far away, so god cannot hear our prayer. I asked her, you told me that god can hear even if we talk in our heart also, but how come HE cannot hear that day.
I did not remember what she replied but somehow from then I am very scary of fridays (because god could not listen to me on fridays). This psychological fear continued for many years till 9th class or so. Every friday for some reason or other, I used to weep. Friday was the most dreaded day for me during my childhood.
I didn't remember how and when exactly the feeling and the fear disappeared.
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