Chapter 21 Miracles of the Shirdi Foot Pilgrimage
Life never moves smoothly just the way we want it to. Unexpected troubles and obstacles keep coming. They suffocate us. We can’t see a path forward. It feels like a journey without a destination. “In the darkness, in pitch darkness, in the ocean called time, in the boat called sorrow, to which shore, in which direction…” (Cheekatilo, kaaru cheekatilo, Kaalamane kadalilo …) From far away, I could hear Sri Sri’s song in Ghantasala’s voice. When I think about it, that song seemed exactly like my own situation. The job I have is hanging by a thread. My children are doing their higher studies. The place is new to us. The relatives I thought would support me have drifted away. How do I come out of this crisis? How do I escape from this? I was working in Andhra Prabha at that time and the management changed unexpectedly. I didn’t like the ways of the new management at all. On top of that, for some reason, my superior didn’t like me. That same superior told me, “If you stop talking...