Sometimes we do get signals.
Signals that hint at something that is about to happen.
Or signals that tell us that it’s time to stop or divert from our path.
I strongly believe in intuitions, may be because of my experiences in the past.
Yesterday was one such day with signals coming my way more than once…
But for some silly reason, my radar didn’t work. May be it was still in the holiday mood. Or may be that is how things were meant to be. Experienced and learnt.
Our regular cab driver and the two replacement cab-drivers who come once in a while are extremely good in conduct, drive within limits, follow rules and are very careful. Yesterday the regular cab driver (who is also the owner, had gone to receive his two new vehicles and so he sent a replacement cab, which was new. The guy was driving in a crazy manner. To be precise he was over-speeding, jumping red lights, overtaking from the wrong sides and what not. We are four of us with the last drop at my place. We kept telling him to drive properly, but after a while he would get back to his crazy style again. So after dropping the person just before me we started and went just about 500 meters when one of the rear-side wheels came off and since the vehicle was in motion, it went and hit the divider right in front of us. The vehicle was almost about to somersault, but it didn’t and went back and touched the ground with a thud. Luckily I was wearing the seat-belt (yes the one which we never take seriously until we spot a traffic constable), so I escaped unhurt. It was definitely scary. The driver hit his head on the steering wheel, but escaped with just a small wound.
The driver had gotten changed the punctured wheel just before picking us up and it seems either he or the workshop guy did not tighten the wheel lug nuts properly.
This was the incident behind my status update this morning.
I’m really thankful to the invisible force, which saves me every single time, which gives me signals, which makes me His/Her presence felt.
I had my mother waiting for me at home. But I wanted her to leave as soon as possible because I didn’t want her to see the fright on my face and get worried. Mom believes I’m very strong and she gathers courage from me, I know. She did leave immediately afterwards. I didn’t want my Dad to come home even though the girls had requested him to come, because I cannot hide anything from him and he cannot see me in pain or worry. He didn’t. I had the girls by my side, which made me realize how lucky I was to have escaped unhurt and how lucky they were to still have their mother. All I wanted was to have the husband by my side…not to console, not to listen, but just to make me feel stronger and just to help me stop the tears of fear that I was fighting hard to stop even while I was congratulating a good friend on his success. The husband for a change reached early yesterday even without knowing about the incident. He somehow understands every time I am in need of him. Telepathy it might be or a celestial connection.
We went for a small walk, bought ice-creams and watched a movie (Queen), all of which are unlikely at our place on a week day. Sometimes it is not words or pampering that we need…it’s just the presence that makes a big difference.