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January 24, 2006
Pushing life to the last minute!
I was just wondering - why these terrorists and suicide bombers always carry a pill of KCN (Potassium Cyanide) when they are so damn sure that their death could come any time. It was later I realized that they don’t carry the pill just to kill themselves, but then to push themselves to the last minute before they take the BIG decision of biting the capsule. It is a simple example of living life dangerously and to push your luck to the last minute - because you never know how your life could change drastically in fraction of seconds!
After quitting my 9-5 job one and half years ago, each day has been a dangerous day. And honestly I love it that way. I enjoy the risk involved, and have started understanding & appreciating the divine link with which lives are bound.
Someday I am completely bankrupt, and some day I don’t know what I should be doing with the excess money. Of course I am not rich, but then I have enough money for a decent living, and thankfully my life style has not changed a bit after I quit my 27 k job with Rs 35 as my bank balance. Money has been flowing in from various sources - sometimes known and sometimes unknown!
This happened 3 days back when I came down from Tiruppur to Chennai with my mom, wife & 2 children. I wasn’t having a single penny in my pocket when I landed in Chennai. All that I knew was I had some money in my ICICI account, and I thought I can take it whenever I need it using the ATM card. We reached my sister’s place, and on the net I checked my ICICI account – and it had some decent money in it.
We (my wife, myself & children) took an auto to my house, and we thought on the way back we can withdraw some money from the ICICI ATM to pay up the auto guy. We stopped the auto at an ICICI ATM and to my astonishment – my ATM card didn’t work!! (The card didn’t go inside the ATM machine at all).
I got into the auto, and told my wife that my card isn’t working, and she said, she thinks she has some money at home. I asked her was she sure, and she said, “kind of”!
We reached our building, we unloaded our luggage, and my wife rushed to my flat in the first floor to check whether she had some money at home. The auto guy was waiting, and I was waiting with him. There was no reply from my wife, and I was sure there ain’t any money at home too. Now what?
Something struck me suddenly. When I was in Tiruppur, I had got a mail from a person saying he has sent me some money by post for consultation, and he had asked me whether I have received it. From Tiruppur my wife had kept confirming with her brother, who was staying in my house in our absence, whether we received any courier –and he always said no.
I just walked till the mail boxes, which are placed below flats, to check if I can get that cover – and it was lying there! I opened the cover and it had Rs 1100 in it! I paid the auto guy 80 bucks, and kept the rest in my pocket. My wife came down with heavy stress on her face – saying she had only Rs 20 at home! I said, it is fine, don’t worry we have enough for a non-veg dinner too!
Call it God’s miracle or a mere coincidence? Your call!
Posted by Kenni at January 24, 2006 08:22 AM