The other day I learnt about LOA.
Strange.
Come to think of it ...I was always vary of its existence ever since I turned 17.
I would make things happen out of the blue.
Without the connections, economical support or means... what so ever.
Why not site an early example, here.
Abr 3611.
That was the number of the first 02 wheeler I owned.
At 17+
I needed it so badly.
I had no money to afford it myself.
Never wanted to burden my father with this need.
But ...I had to have it.
So much depended on it.
The flying career.
The Yuva Vani contract.
The aero modelling times.
College life...and of course the person who subsequently came in to my life to name it "Chatta Chetak"
The thought got seeded in my mind sometime at the end of the first year of BSc.
The bus rides to the college were so boring.
College itself was too.
But there was no way out...I was stuck.
That's what I thought and thought till the thought got embedded permanently in my thoughts as the one and only thought!
I could never settle for any thing that was second best.
How could I?
Hence the college had to happen too, the best...and sure enough I got into it...in the second year.
Thanks to my childhood hero Ateeq Bhai.
Now here I am in the college.
Flying also happened at the same time.
Aeromodelling too.
Yuva Vani also.
The day would be stuffed with activities and off course the RTC bus rides (public transport.)
With the bus pass in the pocket I would be any where and every where, on time.
But the time spent would be beyond an acceptable sense of comfort.
It would be one more thought I would always wear on my mind.
How do I get for myself the ever so evading two wheeler?
Could not afford it.
But still...it had to be made to happen.
Now that I have learnt about LOA...I reflect and remember with nostalgia, how, out of nowhere it happened.
Out of nowhere.
Just like that, one day!
Just because I thought about it and aligned my self behind that thought.
Thanks to my dear school mate and a very dear friend Riaz Yousuf Hussain.
He was wanting to dispose off his two wheeler.
When I learnt of it...I mentioned to him very reluctantly, my intense need and my incapacity to shell down the Rs 6000 or so that was to be given for it.
I dared to bare my heart out to him...one day.
Thoughts Make Things!
LAO says....and they do.
They did.
Then.
Within no time I had my friend Riaz an avid enthusiast of flying himself, getting back to me that he would and could accommodate a delayed pay-plan specially for me.
I could take the scooter..it was mine.
Thanks to his consenting parents.
God Bless them
As hind site I can vouch that one of the most important factor in my becoming a fighter pilot was this accommodating nature of this wonderful family.
That's how I got my first two wheeler!
Abr 3611.
It brought me all the joy...and also made all the dreams possible too.
Every one of them.
Alas elusive "Chatta Chetak" way back in late 70's was finally mine.
Mine...as a God Mine.
I remember driving it alone that night from Riaz's home to mine on that wonderful evening.
I was on the top of the world now.
It was akin to me owning a Mercedez C class, today...then!
LOA had become a way of life by now.
I wanted to fly..I flew.
I wanted to be the best aeromodeller I became one.
I needed to be surrounded by hundreds of friends...yes I had them too.
I had to become a Pilot...I became, by the time I completed my 3rd and final year.
A combat pilot that too!
All because of LOA...and me aligning with it.
Me ordering from the catalogue of the universe...and getting it too, without the wherewithal.
Anything and everything.
I needed.
The universe did provide.
LOA works..worked...and stopped worked too later in life as I made it to stop.
I stopped thinking.
That's why.
There is nothing left now in the materialistic world that I feel I should attract to.
Incidently,another event that needs to be mentioned.
LOA...made everything else happen too...after two decades plus!
As this was one thought that never eluded me.
Till I let the thought leave me, kind of permanently, post happening.
Now it sinks in...LOA is what makes or mars...everything!
And, thoughts precede LOA.
A Thought.
The Thought.
to be continued.
Arun
Alias
Axee



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