It was the year end night. Some friends had come over to celebrate. I had also called my brother-in-law who is an Investigating officer and an entertaining storyteller but seemed not quite himself that night. He stood alone, in dark, looking down dreamily with a tilted glass, now empty. I walked over and asked playfully if he was regretting over missing a shot at a culprit. Thankfully, he had his wit intact. He beckoned me to come out of the room. “What’s the matter Rana? I asked.” We walked towards the balcony. Bhaiya, in the noontime today, a doctor came over to the office and he narrated a story, and ever since I have heard his tale, I do not know what to make of it.
Really? What is it? What happened.
Rana spoke with passion as he does and just like the doctor he spoke in first person;
I started my first job at a hospital in Alibaug. Each case provided me with new knowledge more than my books. Every patient even now teaches me something.
One afternoon an injured woman came who was pregnant after 11 years of marriage. A bull roaming around the streets of Alibaug had knocked her stomach with its horn.
It was a scary sight with part of the woman’s stomach injured and a baby’s hand peeping out of the crack of the uterine wall. My mind was in turmoil. The mother’s life could be saved because the stomach wound was not serious. But to sew up the wall of the uterus was unthinkable as it was impossible to put the child’s hand back inside.
The family’s mandate was clear. Save the mother’s life. But how would I ignore the call of that little hand which appeared to be asking for help.
The operation theatre had a skeleton staff. Apart from me there were two nurses, a compounder and a helper whose job was to sterilize tools. He was middle-aged and an alcoholic who remained high at most times but was extremely sincere and efficient in his work for which the entire staff tolerated him. In the Operation Theatre, as everybody stood dumbstruck seeing the hand of the baby coming out of the womb. I observed everyone gazing at it with disbelief and particularly him who stood calmly behind keenly observing the proceedings. Yet even after healing the stomach wound, how do I get that little hand inside was beyond my knowledge. It required the touch of the god himself.
The creator had made the Uterine wall so strong that it cannot be opened easily, and even if it was opened, then the possibility of the birth and survival of the child from seven month pregnancy was remote, while it seemed difficult for the mother to come to consciousness. No option came to my mind but to perform surgery, which could even be of no use!
As I strolled in the Operation Theatre, looking helpless; the helper at that point who was silently watching, all of a sudden came up to me and whispered in my ear, “saheb, there is a way that the hand will automatically move in. I stared at him. Time was precious. I didn’t know why but my inner conscience made me ask him what he had in mind? He said heat the injection needle and touch the hand, it will immediately go back. His words actually left me open-mouthed. I could not say no! Having no other option, I agreed to his suggestion. I prayed to God in my heart and asked for a hundred apologies from that little one and gathered courage and warmed the needle. My heart beating loudly as I walked over slowly and pricked the hand lightly. The miracle happened and the hand immediately withdrew back in with a jerk. It was nothing but divine intervention. I sighed! Further work was easy. I immediately put the strap on by dressing the uterine wall.
For days on I prayed that the child inside should be safe and God above did not disappoint me either. Two months later, the woman safely delivered the baby in the same hospital and the little girl was smiling right in my hands. And since that moment I considered that helper as my guru. His name was Sanjay.
To my mind, I believe that when there is no cure by the books, God shows the path as a guru in any form as Sanjay showed me. His tip will not be found in any medical book.
Like my in-law, by the end of the story, I had nothing to express rather I was trying to make sense of this miraculous tale. I was indeed taken aback of what I had just heard. And to me it was nothing but, The Will of God.
Who was the doctor? I whispered feebly.
The Doctor was Subhash Munje.
Certainly, the story made me believe in the power of prayer. Divine is Nature.
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That was clever – definitely thinking outside of the box!
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Absolutely Mick. Thank you.
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Indeed, the hand of God. There are so many instances in life when there are no scientific answers. They teach us important lessons in life.
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Yes, Lakshmi ji. It’s nature doing her mystical best. Thank you for your words.
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Beautiful story.
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Thank you, dear Greco.
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Fascinating story. I believe that the Universe…some call it God, intervenes, or not…as they say “it is God’s will”.
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I call it simply nature, Caro. Yes a remarkable and moving story indeed. Thank you.
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God is everywhere. God never disappoints .He accepts the prayer. You are also blessed
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You are Kind. Thank you. Indeed prayers are the most potent keys.
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What a remarkable story! God often uses the most unlikely person as messenger/helper.
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Yes Rosa, indeed remarkable and a moving story. Thank you.
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Amazing and sincerely moving.
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Hope you are well Cindy, it is a moving story indeed.
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And happy new year to you Cindy.
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Remarkable … a miracle !
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Yes Trav, nothing less than a miracle for sure.
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And Happy New Year to you
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Wow. Your guru’s deep understanding of human reflexes, their simplicity and elegance, saved a little girl and kept a mother’s heart from being broken. I love this story!
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It is indeed an inspiring story pushing ones to accept suggestions and think out of the box. Thank you Martha.
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God’s miracle…Thank you for sharing this dear Narayan.
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Thank you, Krishna Ji
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So beautiful article. Happy Thursday’s 😊
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Thank you, dear Birendra.
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I’m amazed to read this article, loved it completely @Nara
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Thank you, dear someone. I wish I knew who wrote it.
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Wow! That was very impressive and quick thinking. Great post. ❤❤❤
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Thank you, dear Aparna.
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The tension must have been off the scale!
Gwen.
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Aah, yes of course, in such a time and space. Thank you for your words here Gwen, thank you.
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This is such an incredible story! Amazing. Well done to you and your helper ❤️🌺
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Yes Sunra, its some story, and had a different when I heard it. But I wasn’t the doctor. ❤️🌺
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Oh! Excuse me. Thanks for clarifying!
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😁 Sunra !
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We don’t listen to the uneducated ~ but they often possess precious practical wisdoms!
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Yes dear Ana Sis, most of the times, we over hear the messengers. Thank you.
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I agree!
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Fascinating…
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Thank you, Rajani
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What an incredible story! Real life is just so much more, so incredible, so wonderful Thank you Narayan! 🙏🙏🙏
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It was sincerely moving Ashley, more when I was hearing it. Thanks to you, dear Ashley. Hope family is well and taking care from new year’s cold.
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Marvelous story! Very inspirational!
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Dawn, yes- almost unbelievable, miraculous to an extent.
Thank you for writing. Also hoping for a brighter and happier New Year to you.
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Thank you, same to you!
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Intriguing and one of the incredible ways of God showing His will.
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How have you been GC? Yes, absolutely. This story showed how one cannot say never, if something has to happen, it will find its way. A very bright and joyous year to you meanwhile, just that Delhi is freezing 🙂
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Hi Narayan. Am reciprocating your greetings from under the piles of blanket.🛌
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Haha.. I can absolutely imagine. It has been literally cruel this time.
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An amazing story “Narayanji” 😉 (If I may be so bold)
An apology for not visiting as often as I would like… But you ho Time decides.
I hope you and your family are well.
My very best wishes to you and yours in this “Western” New year 2024…
🙏🏻
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haha ‘western’ new year, yes. We know it.
Thank you for writing Guglu ji. I remember you.
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You guys probably have a dozen different new years to celebrate. If a “Ganesh New year” starts badly, let’s move to a “Shiva New year”. Or maybe you have a Punjabi New Year, a Bengali New Year, a Gujrati New Year? 😉
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Haha this is how it is 😁Why? Well, its answer lies in your blog name guglu ji, Equinox ! 🙂
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Hmmm. You celebrate the Equinox? Khya baat hai… 😉 (Sorry about my spelling. As bad as my Hindustani is scant.)
Phir milenge
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Yes, equinoxes happen at different times in different regions hence different new years, happens mainly towards East India and South.
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Your Hindustani is well placed 😎 zaroor, jald milenge
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Very limited I’m sorry to say. Which is a shame since I learnt Urdu before any other language. Sadly we left Pakistan when I was 3. Didn’t practice. My parents who spoke fluent English should have kept speaking Urdu to me… It’s all right. I learn a few words back here and there. Like Bahut. Zaroor means of course, absolutely, right?
And Jald (jaldi?) milenge probaby means “See you quickly?) 🙏🏻
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Yes dear, Guglu ji. You are again, perfect. Its good to practice with you here and there 🙂
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Take good care of yourself my friend…
🙏🏻
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I have seen the power of prayer, albeit in less dramatic ways than in this incident.
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haha. absolutely Geoff. Its actually apt to call it dramatic. Happy to have you and for your kind comment.
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Nice….clever
Great
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Thank you Dr. Roy.
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What a beautiful testimony to the power of God through human helpers. I too am a strong believer in the power of prayers.
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Absolutely dear Dawn, and likewise.
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Also apologies for taking some time to write back on this beautiful story, thanks again.
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God indeed heard his prayer and used the faithful man to offer His wisdom. Beautiful story. Thank you.
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Thank you, dear Dawn. It was indeed one of those stories that brightened my year up. Just that I took time to come around your words and thank you for it.
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This is a fantastic story. Unspoilt nature is the perfect expression of divinity’s creative power. The power to heal, the ability to survive despite all seemingly impossible odds, it defies logic. I loved this story. Truly wonderful. 🙏
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Apologies for writing now, dear Nigel. You are absolutely true, the rawness of the nature is the perfect expression of the divine, its complete, we just need to transcend the boundaries sometimes. Thank you for the most beautiful comment.
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You’re welcome. I don’t mind the late response. I know most of us have lives to live. 😊 Thank you, though. 🙏
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Yes, somehow Nigel.
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You are right this is the best story I have read in quite a while, Narayan. What an amazing miracle that was. God was definitely with the doctor who saved that mother and the baby! Sometimes answers come in the strangest ways.
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aaa, dwight my friend, yes- its some kind of miraculous story of some kind, gives a different kind of feeling but ends in the most satiating way. Thank you for reviewing it.
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You are most welcome. I shared it on my Facebook page as well!
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oh my goodness Nara, You had me “in stitches” for awhile there Nara. It was sooooo scary and I love the stories evolution in the hands of God and you were an angel with skin on💕
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🙂 thank you, dear Cindy.
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I was thinking, “Wait! This was your first job?” Then I came to your point and an important message I continue to hear: “When there is no cure, God shows the path.” Peace, hope, joy, and love to you, Dear Narayan.
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haha.. dear Crystal, thank you for all your wishes, i hope come true 🙂
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Hermoso 💕
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Thank you, dear PK
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That injury to the uterus would have set it into contractions and into labour to expel the fetus!
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Possible chen, but it certainly somehow happened otherwise.
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Touching story, often the answers come from the most insignificant … thanks be that the doctor listened 🙂
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Yes, most times kate and you are right, he listened to him.
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Miraculous !!🙏🌹🌹🌹🙏
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Apologies for taking some time Latlita, and thanks for the kind comment.
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,🙏
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Beautiful heart touching story ….
God comes to us as we seek Him …
♥️♥️
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Thank you, dear Roksana. Aptly expressed. Perfect 🙂 ♥️
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Oh god, the incident is so horrifying. But hats off to the Dr.’s Crew who did amazing work. This kind of cows 🐄 and bulls 🐂 roaming on the street are always being a challenge. My cousin too was hit by a cow and underwent a small surgery in her head. The cattle owners are totally irresponsible.
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It must have been Padmaja, really and there is no other way this can happen apart from a divine intervention.
And i agree- there has to be a state law for cattle owners and the ones who let them wander all day long. Thank you again.
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A lovely story that proves there is always more to be learned and from surprising sources!
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Caro thank you, for the importance this story carry, i had to post it again at the start of the year. Hoping you are enjoying your days with bits of photography.
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You are right, such a wonderful story!
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Very kind of you to Comment, Stella, thanks and a healthy New Year to you.
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This is beautiful and also so touching too. At the beginning made me so sad, almost I was going to stop reading. But how beautiful how miracle… This is almost a divine touches dear Narayan, Thank you sharing with us, and also the photograph at the top is so beautiful too. Have a nice day and weekend, Love, nia
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Thanks Nia. Yes, its a sad but i feel its deeply charismatic story. Something which can fill you even on your worst days. Very kind to have your words.
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Miracle
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Absolutely Munaeem Ji, thank you.
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The helper was God sent… despite his seemingly uselessness and tolerated behaviour, he came with a solution that saved that baby… really touching story, it makes you ponder on so many things that are out of our control, but in God’s hands.
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Nothing but god sent could explain his suggesting what he did, seriously. It’s one thing to be in the situation and other to come with such basic but perfect advice. Thank you for your kind comment.
And story proves the God’s hand, somehow.
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Miracles all around Nara… thanks for sharing this story, my friend! 💕
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Thats true Cindy, but this story’s miracle was nothing less than goat’s hand himself. Thank you.
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A gift of celebration and true healing.. xo 😘
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I expect my doctor like this one to be open to finding alternative cures if standard treatments don’t work,
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Haha, absolutely Jim. I take it as ‘you loved how it came out to be’, thanks for the kindest views.
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I try to exercise patience when I read your blogs so I get the full meaning.
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Haha, i hope to take this as a compliment, dear Jim.
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You got it.
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What a wonderful story! This is my first time to your site—I appreciate your storytelling–and the lesson behind the story. Surely—the Creator God is a God who cherishes life. 🙂 Thank you!
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Hi Katie, apologies for taking time to write back. Thank you for visiting first of all and letting me know by reading this amazing true story. You are heartily welcome. Thank you.
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Thank you for writing this amazing story and sharing it! 🙂
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This is my first visit, and I am thrilled to have made your acquaintance. What a moving story you told. Thank you.
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I appreciate your kind visit dear Violet. It’s a story of humanity and hope. Thank you for coming along.
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Thanks My Friend for sharing such a beautifully penned and wonderful story.
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My pleasure Goff. Yes it’s one of its own kind Story.
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A beautiful story which made me reflect. Thank you!
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Mrs Wayfarer, thank you for your kind visit and words here.
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Prayer is powerful.
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It indeed is dear Mary, thank you for writing.
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This is a wonderful story! 🙂
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Thanks for coming for Kymber. I feel so too about this story. Thank you.
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You’re welcome! 🙂
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I remember camping out with our kids in Alibaug south of Mumbai long ago during my 20 years in India. Those were fun experiences.
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Wow, that feels another life now, before Covid. Thank you dear Ian.
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This is the second time I’ve read this story and I enjoyed it as much the second time as the first. How we need such happy endings, particularly now.
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