The master craftsman

It was just another ordinary meet up and probably a trip that I was organizing with friends along the God’s own land. After weeks of meticulous planning, I was satisfied and we were all, in general excited about the tour. Well there came a blow in an unexpected form and well we had to change everything in the last minute. 

While such be the case, I have come to admire and adore the plans and stage set by the greatest craftsman of all. How could he so easily get all the artists at the right place, with the right attitude, at the right direction, with the right people, aided by right equipment, sporting the right attire and at the right time- not a second more nor a second less.

Two weeks before he left for the greatest abodes, I was not sure of  visiting Chicago, where my sister lives. I had lost all hopes of travelling abroad. Suddenly he told, it will come seeking me. Soon, he took his leave, and two weeks later, I was on my way to Chicago. The thing I wonder about this so called assignment is the way it is beautifully engineered.

The concern I work for has a lot of work abroad, not just at Chicago, and I am one among 75K+ employees in that concern. Of the 30% people who travel abroad I am one, and I have been put in a project which requires me travelling to Chicago. The beauty of which further amazes me is that, my sister who was living elsewhere moved to Chicago just few years back.

To put in a nutshell, of all the positions available abroad, why should I travel to US? If at all I am travelling to US, why should I travel to Chicago? If at all I am travelling to Chicago why should my sis be there? And in the first place why was I never presented with an opportunity, when he was in his last mile? Funny, when these questions are just thought to be rhetorical. Beyond that lays a finely crafted plan that just astonishes me. A plan which can never just be called a mere coincidence, for there a lot too many things going right…..

I have always believed everything happens for a reason, with a reason…..this just made my inclination rise by a thousand degrees.

 

Let glory be with Kalyan.

Time to start again….

After a long time, though many things crossed my mind, that my so called brain if one available instructed or rather urged to blog about, my hands did not feel like kissing the keyboard for blogging. Well today of the many things that happened, something made me remember the label I started in my blog, which I wanted to complete a long time back, but shelved for reasons unknown to me. But today, I decided I gonna blog in that label….after all it is my space where I vent out and capture some interesting things happening/happened in my life…with ever increasing affinity towards amnesia, it is best that I capture something to chew later on.

Neenga, Naan, Raja sir……One of my favorite show on Radio mirchi Chennai between 9pm and 11pm is sort of walking through Raja sir’s diary pages. So beautifully hosted by the comparer, today it featured SPB’s thoughts on Raja sir. Even though I grew up listening to ARR, on any given day I will vote for Raja sir….if ARR proved to be my rejoicing time, Raja sir gave me the much needed solace and calmness whenever I required.

As I drove my dear pachakalyani from office back home, one of SPB-Raja’s delight Sangeetha Megam was on air. More than just a song, this means a lot to me personally. One of my all time favorites….one of the many and an important song, which brought me and a pal of mine today, Raj,  close and more than just best friends. A wave of Munster memories whizzed through my head, as SPB’s voice took on the higher notes. <sigh>

As of now, I am signing off deciding to write more on the label, The first quarter….which helped me shun some of the flaws, that I picked with each sip, as I gulped down.

 

Let Glory be with Kalyan.