Blast From the Past - Love to Remember

Not a Leaf Moves Without My Will

In India, especially in the city of Mumbai are little tea slow-downs run by ladies. These slows down are designated by the public authority and they fill an unmistakable need in the public arena. Years back I had a close-to-home experience with a little kid who ran a tea slow-down. I would at no point ever find her in the future as she appeared to have disappeared in the profundities of this extraordinary city.

Everything began in the long stretch of June when the storm is in full power. I headed to my office when thunder endlessly blast once more. Heavy downpours started and I figured it a smart thought to stop the vehicle and trust that the downpour will stop. With easing up glimmering, I glanced around and through the downpour espied a little Jhunkar tea slow down. I raced to slow down and saw it was controlled by a little kid. She was maybe around 22 or 23, yet she looked exquisite in her sari that stuck to her body. The roaring precipitation by and large made a charming world. Maybe it was the desire of the ruler Krishna as a mystical world was made.

The young lady arranged and served me tea and hot samosa. I was opposed to leaving and staying there. We got into a discussion and she let me know she was hitched for a long time and had no children.

This was the start and practice regularly I visited the tea slow down—an unusual closeness created between us. Maybe the Master KRISHNA had willed it. I turned into a continuous guest to her slow down. Now and then we talked for quite a while. On one occasion I thought that she is crying and she let me know she had been beaten by her inlaws as she didn't have a youngster. Spontaneously I accumulated her in my arms to reassure her. The impact was electric and we finished kissing one another

Love bloomed, basically for me and we had standard trysts in the slowdown. Numerous a period she would close the slow down as the rainstorm crashed on the planet. I was cleared by enthusiasm and this went on for quite some time.

One fine day, I entered the slow down, yet couldn't see my young lady. An elderly person sat and she arranged tea. I nonchalantly asked where the little kid was. The lady radiated and let me know god had favored her and she had gone to her town.

I sat shocked, considering what to do. I didn't actually know her name or address. I considered what the woman implied by the words " favored by God". I had a prowling dread of what it implied, however, destiny had declared and I needed to comply. Recollections die hard. In any case, I'm helped to remember an expression credited to Master Krishna in the GITA. The ruler Krishna says ' Not a leaf in this world moves without my will. I acknowledge it.