That Random day in my life.....

 That day began like any other, filled with gratitude to Narasimha and hope for the day ahead. I went to work, but by mid-day, something shifted. I fell sick—suddenly, unexpectedly—and as the hours passed, my condition worsened. It wasn’t just an ordinary illness; this time, it felt heavy, like a storm I couldn’t escape.

 For a moment, I wondered if I would survive. And in that quiet space, where everything else faded, two thoughts consumed me: What about my son? Will my husband manage without me? And then a strange question arose—Is my purpose done? Am I leaving because I’ve already fulfilled what I came to do? ( may be if we feel that moments are our last seconds and if we feel that we don't see tomorrow,then the most precious things alone we might be remember and we would recollect ..it would have scroll down like a reel those precious moments, and so i felt about my son and husband) 

After several tests, the diagnosis finally came through: viral and bacterial pneumonia( double pneumoniae) . Somehow it is life-threatening, it made enough to force me to pause, reflect, and experience life from a different lens. Sitting in that waiting room for HRCT scan, anxious, struggling to breath the dearest oxygen and I was tired as by then I was suffering from very high temperature made me to lose the physical energy, survival was by fixing cannula on hands, external ventilation,nebulizer ( to be honest these are the very new words that for the first time I am experiencing the things with which I haven't even heard) couldn't sit on my own as I lost all my physical energy and hence I was leaning on my husband...he wanted to console me with some positive words..he was trying his best to make me feel mentally better....that time he affectionately tapped and said to me " be happy..Nothing will happen..Never loose hope. .be like you"..., then the divine stepped in. A bhajan began playing softly in the background—“Mahadeva Maheshwara Sai Narayana...” And then that one line—“Natanaghara Dhukha Banjana”—pierced my heart. I realized then, with absolute clarity, that for all our struggles, for all our burdens, it is only God who can truly protect and heal us.

In that turbulence, I found solace in imagining myself in the lap of Lord Narasimha, His fierce love shielding me, while Swami’s tender hands held mine, easing my fears. It’s strange, isn’t it? When you’re at your weakest, you feel the divine presence the strongest. That thought alone gave me strength to hold on. I am physically weak, this honestly I ought to Agree... But mentally not as I was holding the divine hands, felt like lord narasimha himself hugging me, this brought that I'm mentally strong and felt like Let me go through this... 

Hospitals have always been a fear for me—something I’d rather avoid—but life has a way of making us face what we run from. This time, it wasn’t just about confronting my fear but also about understanding the beauty of care and compassion. The love that poured in—friends checking in, extended family showing up, and even my professional community reaching out—was humbling. I realized how important it is to nurture genuine relationships, for they become our support system when we can’t stand on our own.

And in those long, quiet hours in ICU and days of recovery in special cozy room ( still recovering indeed),I reflected deeply. Falling sick brought clarity. Health isn’t just the absence of illness; it’s a harmony we build across all aspects of our lives. A healthy mind, where we declutter the junk and hold onto thoughts of gratitude, faith, and purpose. A healthy body, because this temple deserves care—through good food, rest, and movement. Then, healthy work, where the heart aligns with what we do. For me, it was obvious—what better work than Swami’s work, doing something that uplifts others and gives life meaning? And finally, healthy relationships, the bonds we sometimes take for granted, but which prove to be the greatest strength during our weakest moments.

After a week to 10days in the hospital, hopefully I am I preparing to be discharged in another 3 days, I carry a new understanding of what it means to be whole. I’ve learned that life is fragile, but our inner world doesn’t have to be. When we build it strong—like a Vajra Kavacha, the unshakable armor of the divine—no storm can break us.

I’m reminded once again of Swami’s presence, of Narasimha’s protection, and of the truth that no matter how turbulent the journey, we are never alone. God is always with us, carrying us through, whispering softly, “I’ve got you. Keep going.”

So, here’s what I take forward: A healthy mind, a healthy body, healthy work, healthy relationships, and most importantly, a healthy soul anchored in faith. Life isn’t about avoiding storms; it’s about building the strength to face them. And when it feels too much, sit quietly in God’s lap, hold Swami’s hand, and know you’ll come out stronger on the other side.

This journey taught me to live healthier, love deeper, and trust fully. After all, life is fleeting, but the lessons are eternal. Hold onto what matters—faith, purpose, and love—and the rest will fall into place.

This is not only my personal story, this if a story of faith.. God is always with us... Faith on him, love for him and surrender only to him is alone we need to do. 

Whatever happens, let it be. Whatever comes your way, O dear!!,
With Swami as your protector, no harm can ever touch you.

Ps: You might wonder, why share something so personal in a blog? Life’s challenges, I’ve realized, aren’t meant to isolate us—they’re meant to connect us. When we share our stories, especially the vulnerable ones, we open a door for others to see themselves in our journey. It’s not about seeking sympathy or attention. 

The purpose of Voice of Chittan is to transform personal experiences into universal reflections, connecting us through shared truths. This blog isn’t just my story—it’s about the human journey of facing storms, finding strength, and embracing meaning. By sharing this, I honor the essence of Voice of Chittan: to inspire, connect, and remind us that life’s challenges are opportunities for growth. If this story sparks faith, resilience, or hope in even one heart, then it fulfills its mission—showing that in our shared humanity, we discover our greatest strength.

Listen to the blissful Bhajan : Mahadeva Maheshwara

With love

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