If you haven't read the previous post, you have to stop here as this is a sequel to the previous one. This blogpost makes sense only if you have gone through the previous post. Afterall, you get a chance to revisit my goal. 🙂
It was in 2010, me and Savi went to an Ayurvedic store for some medicines and Kruthi is months old. I was standing at the gate while she was buying some medicines. Once the transaction was done, person in the counter called me and asked if he can see my palm. If you have read the previous two blogs of mine, you would agree to the fact that there was nothing glorious to hide and i wanted to have fun too. Looking at my palm, h said, "à°¬ాà°¬ు, à°¨ీ à°œాతకం à°²ో à°µిà°¦ేà°¶ీà°¯ాà°¨ం à°²ేà°¦ు". (Foreign travel isn't in your destiny). For a moment, i felt bad for letting someone read my palm. Savi was little upset too. But destiny had already made me understand it in very clear terms. Destiny was my teacher. I have already surrendered to it.
Sometime in 2008, i was asked to submit documents for my VISA. Dates were clashing with my marriage.
Later with in an year, i was asked to travel again, but this time Savi wasn't doing well.
And in the subsequent year, i had the offer again but i want to be with Savi as we were expecting Kruthi. Whoever replaced me in these three instances, didn't return to India. 🙂
All these events made me contemplate and helped me in decoding the message that every effort of mine in this direction would only meet great resistance. Something stuck me so hard.
There after, i had ample opportunities but didn't feel like pursuing any. It wasn't tempting anymore. Now i'm playing the devil. I'm done making plans. Now as our roles are reversed, destiny has to plan really big if it wants me to take abroad.
Having said all this, i couldn't take the words of the palm reader. How can he say that? Hurt. But not deeply.
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