A few days ago I received this note message from a sulekha blogger, Bina Gupta
“please write one miracle story for the child in you”
…..this one, Bina Gupta is for you and the child in me: ixedoc
Kids can be darn stupid – we all know that – we were kids once. Fantasies and fairy tales, toads that turn into princess or pumpkins that become chariots – silly, riotously juvenile; Yet who among us can deny we didn’t pray for a miracle or two when confronted with an algebra test on Monday, praying for lightning to strike the school down or illness fell the teacher? And how inane of us to believe in stories that cautioned us on how God saw everything and listed our sins – ouch, how awfully hot that stolen eraser suddenly felt in your pocket!!
I too, dreamt of the day I would become rich. Who didn’t? Grandiose were ambitions. Yet, one day, in 1962, I recollect sending a legendary teacher, a pencil sketch on my school exercise note book page and asking him to mail it back with his autograph. My father, of the postal service, shook his head and just muttered, tsk, tsk, as he saw the ‘to’ address. I asked him to stamp and post that envelope with the sketch. But, he mailed it anyway, he didn’t want to break my make believe world. Ground realities were different. Adults knew that. Kids didn’t know, nor cared to.
Six weeks later, one Tuesday, an impressive long envelope, embossed with a seal arrived, addressed to me and inside was my sketch, autographed along with an equally impressive typed letter of the legend's letterhead signed by one Dutta, Personal Secretary of the personality I had mailed my amateur sketch to.
I ran to the black pyramidal box, the ancient telephone of those days and dialed the rotary disc with my trembling fingers…daddy, daddy, I got the autograph I wanted…I received an envelope!!!
There was a long silence at the receiver’s end of the line: he was at a loss for words. He couldn’t believe a national icon would even care to read, let alone reply, and comply with a silly request from a small boy. But for me, young and audacious, I was till at the age when non-belief in Santa was sacrilege, and the belief that God poked the eyes of little children who disobeyed parents, a divine ordination…….nothing was impossible.
Today, nearly five decades after that momentous and memorable day, I hold the faded, much creased, dog eared yellowed notebook page with the pencil sketch – I shudder and quake as I smoothen out the frayed paper and linger on the drawing and the royal blue ink autograph: A treasured memento this – from the President of India, S. Radhakrishnan.
Nearing sixty today I still believe in miracles – still believe that rainbow’s ends have pots of gold, still believe that I will make it big, real big. .............for me, like for Bina, Santa never dies….
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dear namita,
yes, Santa here is only a metaphor - for faith: that 'good things prevail' and good always routs evil...that faith is what is eroded now and then, it needs to be revived and preserved
regards, ixedoc
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dear roba,
somehow missed thsi on...wonder how. I usually like to respond as fast as I can tyo comments: Well, one needs to hope for less, and not become hopeless..thats the key
regards, ixedoc
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yes santa never dies ............ Bina's initiative to recharge the santa if somewhere he is gasping for breath is the one we all need to do within us ......whenever faith shows crumbling signs
what a wonderful moment it most have been.........and it is still for all us an incentive to go on moving and have faith..
namita
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Ummeed pe tho duniya kayam hain sarkar....
It has never hurt anyone to live in hope....we all do, no matter how much we deny it....
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dear kamalji & harsha,
thanks for the warm words - I am indebted to so many who silently stood by me believing I could make it somedy - the way it looks from here, is that day is arriving soon. I hope so. Yes, moody Gods can spoil everything - at least you have a God that gets moody at times, for me I dont even believe there is one...
regards, ixedoc
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Dear Doc,
Hard work is everywhere Doc, in every field, its just that i beleive god must give u the opportunity .There are better and more intelligent persons than me, who havnt got the opportunity.
You are a mountain and i cant even compare a fraction to u, i only look up to u.You do yoman service to humanity, and u are brilliant in yr field, going by all the research taht u have done.
Money is no criteria in life, though unfortunately these days ones worth is measured with it.But then even politicians and criminals have so much of it
but why should i ask God why he has been kind to me.Maybe then he may change his mind.Gods can be moody too, u know.HAHA.
Thanks for the kind words .Regards.kamal
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dear priyamvada k,
thanks for the reply: yes, at that time at least, it was the best thing that had hapned to me. in the years after, I sent sketches to many , some of who that replied with autographs were, C Rajagopalachari, the Last Governor General of India and M G Ramachandran, the actor who later became the CM of TN
Please ask kamala to peserve the mementos, childhood is a wonderful period and it brings back nostalgia later when life gets a bit onerous
regards, ixedoc
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Doc,


What a nice moment that must have been, and how wonderful it is to cherish something like that!! From the one and only Mr. Radhakrishnan, India's first President.
Kamala's class wrote letters as part of a class assignment last year. Got back a signed reply letter (I guess his office has stock letters for kids). So now we have an autographed letter from Mr. George W. Bush, along with a picture of him and Laura...... Dunno if that's worth cherishing or not
In the interest of not wanting to impose my will on Kamala, I have left the decision to her
Cheers,
Priya.
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dear kamalji saab,
yours is no miracle sir...you have worked hard for making what you have of yourself. your story is an inspiration to lesser mortals and also rans like me....maybe, I need a miracle or two to get me to where you are, only I dont work that hard as you
regards, ixedoc
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dear birdscanrun,
thanks for the feedback - I know of a true story, a near mircle story, I once blogged here on. I think it is called 'the dog that God returned' or something. for tose who pooh pooh, it is amust read article
regards, ixedoc
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