I moved not Him.- Part 1

 "All that I have seen teaches me to trust God for all I have not seen."

"I am writing about someone who has always been with me ever. Even though i forgot Him, He never did and was always there for me."

My father used to say…” God is the biggest magician in this whole universe. And if you too want to experience the magic of His love, turn towards Him; walk and knock His door and see that magic changing your world too. But remember miracles happen only at His home so you have to walk right up there to feel the magic. And it’s never too late, to start”.

My father’s faith & love for God was unfathomable. Whenever I faced any trouble or was in any mess he used to come & say don’t worry my son all will be fine & well. Challenges are the part of life; don’t be afraid of them rather face them with grace; do your best & leave the results on to Him. He the supreme power is always by your side. He knows what is right for you & will always do your good. May be something might seem wrong today but later on in future it will prove to be a blessing in disguise as the direction in which God’s magical eyes can see ours cant.

His inspiring words used to create a positive energy within me. Slowly & steadily even his belief became mine as I myself experienced His magical powers on numerous occasions. To count a few one of them was when my friend Manu returned home from hospital fit & fine after fighting death for more than a month even when doctors had left no hope. Every time something happened I knew God was with me& I thanked him for this always.

After 2 months…

Today it was a big day for all of us, a special one! It was my sister Kirti‘s engagement ceremony & everyone including me, my mother, and father were busy doing preparations for the evening. Whole house was being decorated with white & red roses which spread their fragrance all around. They were specially used on Kirti’s demand, as she loved roses. Special lighting was also done for outdoor & indoor. I got scented candles to add beauty to it and decided to light them in the evening just before the ceremony. Though caterers had already been booked for food, mother took the responsibility of preparing some special dishes (her specialty) with her own hands for guests. But in midst of all this also my father didn't forget to thank God for bringing us to this day and that too almost hundred times during his morning prayers. I was also very happy & showed my gratitude towards God.Whole atmosphere in the house was that of joy and jubilation.

After an hour or so my father went out to check for the sweets that had been ordered a day before, for evening ceremony at the Bikaner sweets shop near our house. Sweet boxes did come but he didn’t. Only came was a phone call which said he had met with an accident. My ears didn’t believe the news, but worst still had to come.

That afternoon changed everything…

Life stopped for me…. My mother was motionless as if paralyzed & was not replying to anything & Kirti was continuously weeping in the veranda of our house. My father’s dead body was lying on the floor. He was no more with us. That road accident took everything from us. I wanted to cry but couldn’t. I don’t know why? But just what I knew was that God had always helped us what so ever then how could he do that? How could he take my father away from me like this? It was not acceptable. I felt betrayed & cheated and that too from someone in whom I had full faith. My mind was going through so many questions & I wanted the answers for all. Many times my father said that he used to talk to God whenever he felt like. I feel he had a special connection with God & shared everything with Him either good or not so good whatever it was. He said God had solutions to his every problem and solved them all.

Though mine had always been a one way conversation as I had never heard God’s voice but I knew he was there with me all the time. But today I wanted Him to speak to me. I wanted him to answer all my questions. He had to justify his doing. He had broken my faith in Him.