A pocket picked forever, or...???
It was sometimes in the year 2002, when I had my second divine opportunity to travel with Gurudev on his then probably first trip to Punjab. Lot happened onway which perhaps deserves much bigger time and space to be shared. However one particular incident on our return trip from Jalandhar to Nizzamuddin Railway Station, New Delhi that caught my attention twice in the week during my meditative sojourns, needs articulation. I happened to stay with Gurudev throughout the trip whenever he went and it ofcourse was an experience of inexplicable kind, deeply transforming, leaving me extremely gasping for breath acute shortage on words... Someone bought me a return ticket in executive class coach of shatabdi express train Gurudev was travelling back in. Luckily we were seated very close together and as usually is the case seat next to him becomes a musical chair for those who wish to get a personal 5minute divine proximity. The journey of 5hours just zipped past. Time to al