There is always a bigger plan....

A few days back i read a status msg of a frnd " Really? Is there a bigger plan?" At that moment i actually agreed with the friends msg. I was depressed as every unemployed friend of mine. But then i went about thinking about the various incidents in my life and i reached the conclusion, THERE IS INDEED A BIGGER PLAN....

It all began 9yrs ago when i got into trouble with my principal, Sister Helena. I got into trouble for calling her "Budiya" (Old lady). Even though always out of trouble and always amongst the good books, i almost got thrown out that day. I was like, "Why me, when everyone calls her by that name." But time passed and i realised there was a bigger plan. That incident stopped my down slide. I realised i was going wrong. My friends were wrong. My future was wrong. Even if it was out of fear, i did mend my ways, i did start studing, i did get the marks and i did get the best thereon...

The next big plan hit me 5 yrs ago. With all my friends sitting in Pune, i was the only one on the verge of getting admission outside (read Mumbai) Though with the highest marks, i was the only one without an admission. I had got through the best college in Mumbai but i had wanted Pune which kept avoiding me. There i sat on Marine Drive thinking what was behind all this. Was there a signal i was getting. Was it God trying to tell me something. I decided no matter what i will stay in Mumbai only. I will make it big here itself. I will prove that whatever happens, happens for the good. The next day the call from Pune came up but i turned it down. My friends were mad at me. "You have always wanted this and now when you are getting it, you are saying no." 3 yrs down the line i had done well. I had learnt and experienced and achieved much more than i could have ever in Pune. The environment, the atmosphere there wouldnt have helped me do any better. I did realise there was a bigger plan.

At the end of my Mumbai tenure, i sat for the CAT. With my list of top colleges ready, i was all set to scale the heights. I got the marks but failed to receive any calls. One call and that was IMT Nagpur. A new institute, not on my list. What was my decision gonna be. Can i take the risk. Or should i sit for another attempt next year. The dilemma continued but i decided to take the plunge. There was a bigger plan awaiting for me at Nagpur- France. Any other place i am sure i would have never made the cut for the International Exchange Programme. But here i did and that trip changed my life forever. The confidence that u see today, the attitude that you see today, the Sampar that you see today is all thanx to France.

Then came the time for placements. November 09 to April 10. Day in and day out the search continued. Being choosy also wasnt helping. Companies came to campus but nothing interested me. Classes got over, MBA got over, convocation got over.. but still no sign for a job. Frustration levels rose, depression sunk in, irritation crept in. Times were bad, even tears started rolling down. "Why is this happening. 23years of toiling and yet no job in hand. Whats the use of an MBA when there is no job." It all changed 3 days back. One phone call. It was A.B. My classmate at IMT. He is starting a business and wanted me to handle the marketing for him. And from tomorrow i join him.

So guys as of now i dont know if the business will succeed or not but thats not the point being discussed now. But not getting a job and finally landing up in a business. Is it a part of a bigger plan? Surely God has something else in store for me. Thats why he is making me a part of a start up rather than any other established business. Time and again things have happened, events have occurred and incidents have taken place to prove that everything has been decided by the one above. He will never let you go. He walks with you, hand in hand, waiting for the right moment to let you on alone. But even once he leaves your hand he is there to save you if you slip. So when things go rough and every thing seems grim, just leave it to him. And dont be afraid of going by your intuition. Just take the plunge and see things blossom.

The Kiddo Love Story

Again taking you to one of my many train journeys. There i sat on my journey back home. I was going home after 6 months, to mom. I had missed her so much. Without a job the brain had started malfunctioning, the tension, the frustration, the depression and only one person could help me with it, mom. So here i was travelling from Delhi to Sirsa in the AC chair car of Kisan Express.

A 3 yr old girl, sweet, cute travelling with her dad. A further 3 rows ahead a small boy of the same age, upset, on the verge of crying. The girl standing on the seat observing everyone in the compartment. The boy cribbing to his parents that when will they reach their destination. Tears had already reached his eyes when something happened.

Through the wetness of his eyes he saw a figure of a girl. A sweet girl looking at him. The tears disappeared. "O no she is looking at me. She should not see my crying. What will she think of me?" He ducks behind the back rest of his seat. And from the corner he peeps out. " Is she still looking in my direction" "Thank God she is not. Time to be a man" He wipes his face clean. Puts his hair in order and ready to win his lady love. And then he gets up on the seat as well. " Hey why is she looking in the other direction. Why is she not looking at me"

"She is so beautiful. What a smile she has. What beautiful hair she has. She looks so stunning" But like every other story, the girl was least interested even in looking at the guy. She was too busy with other things "Dad can i have your mobile. How do i get to the songs. How do i play this game. Where is mom's cream. I also wanna put it" and all this while the guy was like "Whats so interesting in the mobile. Why is she not even looking up. Hey papa give me your mobile. I will show her that i have a better one. See girl my mobile even has a camera. Now at least look at me at least" By this time the girl was already busy with the cream and the guy goes " Hey now whats with the cream. Why does she need the cream, she is so beautiful anyways"

And just then her dad gets up and takes out of the suitcase from the upper loft. " Hey you cant be leaving. " She puts on her small cartoon fur bag on her back and jumps from the seat onto the aisle. The guys face drops. He puts his hand out and wants to stop her but he cant. She has to go. He wont be able to see her again, EVER. She moves towards the door as his tears seem to appear again in this eyes. Her dad opens the door. She follows him out but as the door seems to be closing, she turns around. Looks at him, their eyes meet. The remain glued at each other for a few seconds. Her lips break into a smile and then she disappears onto the platform.
A tear rolls down his cheek but the smile had made his day. He slowly slips back into his seat and stares out of the window, her smile still in front of his eyes..........