Choxbox had tagged me a while ago to write about strange coincidences. Sorry n1, it took so long, but here it is:
It's a very sad coincidence but the strongest that I've ever felt. Jan 13, 2007 was a Saturday and the four of us went to the temple. After my son said a small prayer to Lord Ganesha, he went and picked up some Viboothi and applied it on his forehead forming three lines across. I gave him a smile and said he did it exactly like his thatha, my father-in-law. After finishing up in the temple and returning to the car, the phone rang and we got the sad news that my father-in-law had a sudden heart attack and passed away just half an hour ago. We were all so shocked. The time of his death was almost the same as the moment that we were thinking of him in the temple. Is there really a sixth sense? I don't know, but I do strongly believe that if you're close to someone you can feel the vibe about their well-being.
On a brighter note, I also believe that there are some things that absolutely belong to you, like your precious ear rings choxbox. Mine are a particular pair of glasses. I'd got them last April before I took a trip to India. I loved the Guess frame so much and was excited that it cost me almost nothing, thanks to my insurance. I showed it off happily in Hyd for a couple of weeks and then one day as I was trying to adjust it, I broke it in half. I was dismayed, almost in tears. After returning to Boston, almost sure that the store would not be able to help, I took my chances and told the store keeper how I broke it with my own hands. To my utter delight she said that it was covered under warranty for some odd months and that I could pick the new pair up in 2 days. OMG, I was jumping up and down in joy. She just told me that the next time I should not try and adjust it myself, but should bring it in so they could heat it a little and then adjust it for me. How sweet of her! That's what I love about this country: they honor their word, no strings attached. All was well until our Disney trip in December. Smart as I was, I decided to wear my glasses (instead of contacts) to the Blizzard Beach water park. I went on a couple of rides, keeping the glasses in the pocket of my trunks. Then my son suggested that we go on this slide which drops you into a pool of water, so I pocketed them again and went on it. I came out of the pool and guess what, the glasses were gone. I thought to myself, "Not again!!!" When I asked the lifeguard, she said she could have someone come in and dive underwater to look for them, but the chances were slim. Well, the divers did go in and fish out the 5"X1" object from the 20'X20' pool. Hooray!!!!! Now I know the glasses are destined to be MINE. So, now I can be even more careless ;)
It's a very sad coincidence but the strongest that I've ever felt. Jan 13, 2007 was a Saturday and the four of us went to the temple. After my son said a small prayer to Lord Ganesha, he went and picked up some Viboothi and applied it on his forehead forming three lines across. I gave him a smile and said he did it exactly like his thatha, my father-in-law. After finishing up in the temple and returning to the car, the phone rang and we got the sad news that my father-in-law had a sudden heart attack and passed away just half an hour ago. We were all so shocked. The time of his death was almost the same as the moment that we were thinking of him in the temple. Is there really a sixth sense? I don't know, but I do strongly believe that if you're close to someone you can feel the vibe about their well-being.
On a brighter note, I also believe that there are some things that absolutely belong to you, like your precious ear rings choxbox. Mine are a particular pair of glasses. I'd got them last April before I took a trip to India. I loved the Guess frame so much and was excited that it cost me almost nothing, thanks to my insurance. I showed it off happily in Hyd for a couple of weeks and then one day as I was trying to adjust it, I broke it in half. I was dismayed, almost in tears. After returning to Boston, almost sure that the store would not be able to help, I took my chances and told the store keeper how I broke it with my own hands. To my utter delight she said that it was covered under warranty for some odd months and that I could pick the new pair up in 2 days. OMG, I was jumping up and down in joy. She just told me that the next time I should not try and adjust it myself, but should bring it in so they could heat it a little and then adjust it for me. How sweet of her! That's what I love about this country: they honor their word, no strings attached. All was well until our Disney trip in December. Smart as I was, I decided to wear my glasses (instead of contacts) to the Blizzard Beach water park. I went on a couple of rides, keeping the glasses in the pocket of my trunks. Then my son suggested that we go on this slide which drops you into a pool of water, so I pocketed them again and went on it. I came out of the pool and guess what, the glasses were gone. I thought to myself, "Not again!!!" When I asked the lifeguard, she said she could have someone come in and dive underwater to look for them, but the chances were slim. Well, the divers did go in and fish out the 5"X1" object from the 20'X20' pool. Hooray!!!!! Now I know the glasses are destined to be MINE. So, now I can be even more careless ;)
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the one abt your FIL gave me goosebumps.
(looking frantically for the invisibility cloak in case you decide to come right away to beat me up)