I am in no way, a spiritual geek. In fact, quite the opposite. I am the usual, run of the mill, selfish individual who goes running to God for petty petitions and wonders to happen that might change your life. Not that I don’t work hard, but human beings do have this beautiful habit of reaching out to the Almighty in times of distress or an inexplicable tragedy.
But this place, in a remote village, has an appetite for pure devotion. It blows you away with it’s inherent quality to impress you and has a towering presence over mortals like us. Whenever I visit this place, I get this feeling that good things will happen to us. May be, it’s just the beginning before everything starts to make sense and falls in it’s inevitable place.
This time, it was a special reunion after a gap of few years and it was nothing short of being driven on an exquisitely divine highway.