5th of July, 2007

Isn't it absolutely wonderful, when you wake up one morning and you know for sure you are goint to get into deep shit cause of some stupid, irresponsible behaviour of yours, which has inconvenienced many, but somehow you miss the wrath of that daunting authority because he/she happens to be absent! Of course, when I say wonderful I am referring to the fact that you escaped and not to the fact that you messed up.
And you thank the Lord for small mercies. Or the big mercies that have been showered upon you. You feel lucky.
Well, I am so used to blaming my luck and my unfortunate life, sometimes I refer to it as my sorry existence. Or I rave and rant about the constant unfavourable alignment of my stars or whatever else that when something like this happens to me I am dumbfounded and at a loss for words. (RARELY HAPPENS! I am the quintessential chatterbox you know)
But the cherry topping on your wonderfully yummy pastry is when you open your mail box first thing in the morning and you see, "Veena, I am pleased to inform you that you have been awarded the Reham-Al-Farra scholarship......"
And you just know this day was especially made for you. The Lord, in his goodness and kindness and his fabulousness has set this day aside to make you feel especially blessed. He has planned every minute detail and this day, the 5th of July, 2007 is yours!
And you find yourself just smiling away like an idiot and every minute you hear yourself say, YAY!!!

And you picture God looking down upon you from his lofty pedestal in the benign skies (everything appears so beautiful, you could probably kiss the next person in sight! I sincerely hope I don't.) I seem to be drifting.
As I was saying, you picture God looking down upon you from his lofty pedestal in the benign skies smiling his fatherly, indulgent smile, a beautiful, loving expression on His face and he says to Himself, "If only you could understand how much I love you".

A tiny tear surfaces in His eye.