It had been raining all day. The sky was overcast with dark clouds. The gurgling sounds of thunder rented through the sky and streaks of lightning speared through the dense blanket of clouds.
School had just got over and the children were filling into the school bus. Harihar used to walk home from school everyday. His mother was worried. She backed the car out of the garage and decided to go and fetch Harihar from school. She knew that a walk through lightning and thunder could be very scary for a child. By the time she reached the school, she realized that he had already left. So, she followed his route, straining her eyes hard to locate him in the dense curtain of raindrops. She had to stop at a red light, and it was then that she spotted him walking a little further down the road. But, he was smiling. He was thoroughly drenched, but he looked very happy.
Slowly, she brought the car over to the boy, and asked him to get in. Then she asked, “Harihar, were you smiling or did I imagine it? I thought you would be scared.” The little boy said, “Mama, you see God was clicking pictures of me, all the while!”
…. The story does not end here. On the other side of the road was another boy, who was running for cover from the angry downpour. Harihar saw him and said, “Mama, can we give Abhay, a lift home?” “Sure” said the mother. Having seated Abhay into the car, Mother said, “Abhay your lips are quite blue. I think you are scared of lightning. Don’t worry we’ll drop you home soon.”
Abhay said, “God was flashing light all around to look for me. I think He knows that I stole the pencil box. He flashed this torch again and again to search for me.”
Whatever we are in our heart, is the way the world around us seems to be.