'GOD'...Tussi Bhi...?

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."Whenever you are in crisis ...'don't Panic just 'call him'..he will 'bail' you out from the situation."
His grand mother always said this to him.He always believed his grand mother...because.. she was everything to him. .

He was now 20 and very handsome.... had come all the way from Delhi to this city of dreams to become a hero.He was crossing an adjacent street somewhere near to Mumbai stock exchange..when he heard the earth shaking blast and was witness to all chaos and screams that followed....he was on his feet the entire night running the the victims to the hospitals and; pulling the dead from the debris......He was so focused in his Samaritan work....he just forgot to 'call him'.
It was 12/3...1993.

He was 32 now and just married. He & his wife where busy eating the 'Gol Guppas' at a corner shop in 'Sarojini Nagar'..suddenly the entire area rocked with screams of people and street turned bloody...he and ; his wife had a 'providential escape' they didn't run away from the scene...undeterred they spent the entire night pulling the victims from the debris and putting them into the ambulance.They were so lost in their duty and  he again forgot to 'call him'.
It was 29/10...2005.

He just turned 35 and now he was a father of a baby boy.He was shopping with his family at the 'Gaffar market'...when it happened....he was just aware of someone putting him in the stretcher .He now suddenly realized he was in a crisis and he remembered what his grandmother had told him
"Putur whenever you are in a crisis...'don't panic just 'call him'.. he will 'bail' you out from the situation".
he was thrilled ...he said to himself... 'Grand-Ma Tussi Great Ho' and  then he called 'HIM' ...that's when far away somewhere he heard a feeble voice that said
"He is gone".....
nd son's little baby....the only survivor of the family ...
It was 13/9...2008

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