Hand of God ?

There are times in life when certain incidences have a lasting impression and you sit back and think what did just happen and why did it happen. These are not the things that are significantly big and blatantly obvious to one. These incidences are subtle and not very obvious. You meet a long lost friend at a place you never imagined and that is destiny and an obvious to be tagged as "small world". You meet the friend and you talk about it and may be you forget it. You feel very happy for a while and it is still special. However, the subtle things and the not so obvious experiences are the ones that happen in life with strangers or nature and they have a lasting impact on your life. Very recently I had an incidence in my life and I am certainly having a lasting memory and impact to the point where I am writing this article.

Recently I committed a sin and I feel sorry about it. The word sin tends to get interpreted as per convenience by humans. I cannot call it a mistake as I knew I was not doing the right thing so I believe sin is the right word for it. I went to an Indian Diwali celebration where I walked into the event without purchasing the entry fee. Somewhere deep down I did feel that I was making an ethical error.  But somewhere  deep down inside the devil won over the angel and I decided to walk in with out the ticket. I was successful but it was playing on my mind that I have not done the right thing. Even before I could look around and forget what I had done, a small kid walks up to me with Bhagwat Gita (A Hindu holy book) in hand. He started talking to me . My frame of mind was full of guilt. I believe that was the reason why the things that kid told me did not clearly register into me. All that I heard was "I want to give you Bhagwat Gita and you can have it for free or donate anything that comes from your heart". I immediately gave him a few dollars and he gave me the holy book. Soon his father approaches and requests me for a picture of me with his kid and the holy book. He takes the picture and they thank me and disappear.

This incidence played on my mind for the rest of the evening and even today when I sit back I wonder if it was the Hand of God teaching me to do the right thing. The money that I possibly saved, I ended up donating for the holy book that will teach me to do the right thing. I had written an article called "Money over Ethics?". I clearly did not live up to my own thoughts. Some people may be skeptical about the integrity of the kid and may think that this is just one of those donation and money raising attempt. I choose to think otherwise. I take it as a hand of God that gave me the holy book and made me realize my mistake and taught me to do the right thing in life.