The message was curt and was to the point …

I had smiled to myself and had moved on to the next message…

Obviously the mail must have been sent by a practical joker…

In an hour’s time, I had received the most beautiful bouquet I had ever seen in my life: the attached note had simply said,

“With Blessings, From God!”

This time, I just couldn’t control myself and had bursted out laughing! Some one must be playing a really nice game with me! I had started wondering as to whom that some one might be! I had mentally tick-marked all my family members and had tried to recollect the details of all my friends, colleagues and neighbors… someone with such a refined sense of humor!

Within the next couple of hours, I had received a wonderful dress of my most favorite color, with an instruction for me to wear it for the so-called meeting with the God: attached with the dress was an advisory note asking me to prepare the questions I might like to ask God, when I will meet Him!

By now, I had reached a stage wherein I didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry. In an unconscious level, I had even started believing a bit of this wholesome joke!

Why to trust this? Then again why not? The dress was as though tailor-made for my measurements and the note was scrolled in a handwriting which I had never ever seen in my life! What was going on?

Would God be really coming to meet me? Why only me and why not the rest of the world as well? What should I do now? Should I start preparing the questions as per the note or laugh this whole thing off as a planned attack on my sanity?

I had decided to get into this more rationally! Now, the accurate measurements of my dress had cleared all my suspicion on my neighbors and friends. Even within the family, not many people knew of my dress measurements! Except my husband, who used to buy me the ready made dress from time to time and my tailor who had died recently, no on else knows my exact measurements to order for the dress and that too on my favorite color!

With the suspicious needle narrowed down to one single person, my husband, I had ventured into his study where he was working on an official project and was about to confront him on this, when the door bell rang and in came a group of his friends! The next one hour was spent in preparing delicacies for their hospitality. Once they all had started dipping deep into the project in hand and into the plateful of snacks I had presented before them, I had felt relieved enough to dwell on me and on my meeting with my Creator!

The way my husband was working feverishly on his official project had convinced me that he was not the one who had planned this whole episode with all these meticulous details: then who could this be?

Still not convinced, I had entered into my room and was immediately distracted by the sound of the ringing of the phone bell: I had lifted the phone and had said hello and within seconds, a voice, well-modulated, so nice to hear to, so spectacular in the ebbs and flows of the words and in the rhythm of talking had said, “Hello!” and the breath-taking hello was followed by the question: “still not convinced of our meeting today?”

“God…” I had blurted out!

“Is that really you?”

The voice had smiled: “of course, this is really me! I perfectly understand your confusion, disbelief, the theory of the practical joke and all such things you have been thinking since morning, but this is really me!”

“Will…will you be meeting me at that appointed time then”?

Now my curiosity has been replaced by my utmost willingness to meet my Creator, my Keeper and my comfort zone to whom I had rushed to from time to time with all my joys, sorrows, cries and comforts!

How many times I must have asked Him, “Why did you do this to me God?”

He had never answered me as to,” Why Not?”

But then, I had realized that down the line all my whys had ended up into wonderful solutions, though at the point of time of my having gone through the why factor, it was looking as though God was plotting all against me!

I had remembered the times when I had wanted to hug God and had wanted to thank Him for so many great things in my life!

I had remembered the times when I had wanted to sit with Him and had wanted to have the day long conversations with him!

I had remembered the times when I had wanted to lie on His lap and wanted to go to sleep, feeling safe and secure in my heart!

I had remembered the times when I had called out to Him for help and support!

I had also remembered the times when I had called out to Him due to the darkness in my room, due to the lightning outside my home, due to my car tire getting punctured in the mid-journey towards somewhere and …

How many millions of times I must have remembered God and how many millions of ways He must have taken care of me, with or without my knowledge?

God was silent on the other end and I could imagine him smiling at all the thoughts that were running thro my head in a minute…obviously, He knew!

And then He had spoken: “You are correct my dear girl! I was with you all the time, whenever you had called me and whenever you hadn’t called me too!”

“…then why you didn’t bother to talk to me till today?”

“A time has to come for everything my dear!”

“Do you love me, God?”

“Of course, my dear, of course, it goes without saying!”

At that point of time, the door bell had started ringing incessantly and God had asked me to answer the door, before we continue our conversation.

There was no one at the door and annoyed, I went running back to the receiver to hear the God’s voice! I said hello so many times, but God had seemed to be occupied with some other work of His! In the meanwhile, the bell was ringing again. I went back to the door finding no one in the vicinity of my home!

“What’s cooking?”

I ran back to my room and had found that the receiver was replaced to its hook and my husband was standing there with a stupid grin on his face. Being an intelligent person, I could add the right figures and could come up with a right solution to the issue in hand!

“How could you do this to me? I had really believed that it was God who came calling me!”

The disappointment and reproach in my voice must have made him to feel guilty!

“I just thought that you were over worked and needed a bit of a distraction. I had wanted to give you an interesting break! I had never really thought that you would take it this seriously!”

These past months, rather the past couple of years had been too hectic for both of us, work-wise! We had started drifting apart gradually! It was as though we were just staying together simply because it was easy and comfortable to stay with someone whom you knew and trust, rather than searching for a brand new relationship and devote the time for its nourishment! If we could have had that kind of time, we could even have cemented our existing relationship!

It is not that we don’t love each other: it is just that our life had started moving around our work schedule so much. While I was not traveling, he was and while I was at home at nights, he was working in the office: working in the software industry, his timings were erratic and sometimes, it took us weeks to just look at each other for more than a couple of hours!

Sure, there was money and comforts in our life and we had a nice home, but even after five years of our marriage, we had no children to share all the luxuries with.

Somehow, I had felt moved by all his meticulous arrangements of “making the God to come and meet me as I was where I was basis” and of my initial disbelief having turned into belief and my having started asking questions to the “God” on a couple of things…I had laughed out aloud!

“So all these details are of your making…huh!”

He had smiled sheepishly!

Somehow, we had started talking. The huge communication gap that was there in our marriage had vanished as though in seconds! My husband had packed his friends off from our home and in the meanwhile, I had changed into the dress in which I was supposed to meet God! We had talked on for hours and had gone out for a nice dinner; followed by a long drive to places I had never even known had existed in my own locality!

My husband had poured his heart out on so many things that had happened to him during “the gap in our communication” period! He was talking about getting a promotion in his job and how much it means to him and how much it shall make our future secure for us and for our children too! I had started telling him all the happenings in my job, in our neighborhood, the broken gadgets in our home, the repair works I had undertaken for so many things he might not even have noticed till now, on the garden and on the million and odd things only a woman can do and notice and by the end of it all, I had told him as to how much I had really missed him at home most of the time!

We had realized that our love for each other was much stronger now than it was ever before! He wanted to earn more just to take care of me and our future life together! I had done so many things for the home simply because I wanted him to feel comfortable when he would reach home tired by the end of the hard day’s work!

It is as though the “God’s so-called meeting with me” was the much needed miracle in our lives for us to start talking with each other and to understand our love for each other in a much better way!

May be, God did meet me in His own sweet way on that day!