25th April, 2022. A day I will never forget in my life. It was a usual Monday morning and the entire family started the day as we often do. There was one unusual thing about me was that I was a bit cranky and irritable, I try to keep my self very calm outside even at times when I feel the storm inside, but this morning I took out on my daughter Rose, while she was cleaning her cat’s litter box. Anyway, I knew it was my son Yajush’s birthday and thought of calling me during my lunch break as it was very early in West coast. I called him at noon, no answer. I didn’t worry at all as it was usual and he must be at his work and occupied. I continued the day. I write a birthday message to him on Face book like I usually do and got little emotional and tears were rolling down my eyes. I wiped them and carried on with my day. I ended work and called him again, NO ANSWER. At this point I am worried and call rose, ” Rose did you hear from Yajush, he is not answering my call” . ” No mom she says, even Cherry ( their common friend) called him and he didn’t respond.” I am in panic mode now. I tell Rose to contact Zeeshan, Yajush’s friend. She agreed with me and I continued my drive back from work. When was the last time he didn’t pick up the phone for so long, I am thinking. Only once when he was in hospital and his phone went out of battery. Tears started to roll down my eyes and I am thinking how Yajush has never troubled us, even when he was in hospital he called after he was released, as he knew mom and dad will worry too much. Still blissfully ignorant about the horror filled night ahead, I called and asked Vibhu did he finish dinner. He usually prepares entire meal for me before I reach home, but tonight he made himself a sandwich and suggested me to do the same. I am worried about Yajush I say. Don’t worry, You come home and eat dinner. We will contact him afterwards. I reach home, Ask rose weather she contacted Zeeshan, she said yes and he is on his way to check on him. Something inside me knew that night is going to be long, so I fixed myself a sandwich large enough to satisfy my big appetite and I headed straight to Rosie’s room. We both waited for Zeeshann’s call back. After an un usual long wait, Rosie checked on him. He called back and we could hear him sobbing on the other side. I am sorry Rose, YAJUSH PASSED AWAY. Noooo, I screamed, and fell on the floor, Vibhu entered the room and heard the news, Rosie crying hysterically, Vibhu trying to console both of us. It was a horror story we were living in the moment. How that night was spent, everyone can imaging. Yajush was the most sorted out member of the family. We all loved him dearly. We are a very close knit family. One phone call changed our lives. making travel arrangements and funeral arrangements were made with the help of dear friends. Amongst all this, I felt throughout as if I was protected by layers of warm energy around me, I only cried after reminding myself again and again Sapna, YOUR YAJUSH IS DEAD, At times, when these words were not harsh enough I told myself in Hindi, Sapna tera yajush mar gaya hai. Then I would start sobbing hysterically and surprisingly after that I was calmer and more peaceful than before. i would hit the bed and will go to sleep like a baby, shock or fog whatever you may call, makes me believe in existence of god or Yajush protecting me from this trauma. I do not know. There is definitely soul wisdom far deeper than our intelligence can reach. Why was Rose getting ready the day before, entirely cleaning the room, washing her head, doing her laundry, cleaning the litter box. All this would have been very difficult the day of travel after hearing Yajush’s passing away. Why was I tearing up while writing a birthday Note to Yajush? Yes there was something deep inside me which new. yajush passed away on April 25th and I received a text from a friend that she she saw me above the clouds in her dream and the whole experience in her dream was very peaceful and she saw me in my higher self. It is one thing that she dreamt about me and saw me in my evolved form but to have an urge to share that with me? She reminded me Sapna your energies traveled before Yajush to welcome him in higher planes.. after she came to know of his passing. So that I don’t let it go as a mere coincidence, April 28th I get a text from anther dear friend, Telling me that she saw me in clouds and in a heavenly palace was a confirmation that something beyond my physical power is at work. Both of these ladies, I don’t talk to very often and are not in my everyday friend circle. There is a deep connection but no communication on regular basis. I will not let this be end of Yajush. I will create a better connection with him and even improve my relationship with him, I promised myself. I think power above or soul wisdom was preparing me for this trauma. I was getting deeply engrossed in spiritual books, practices and different healing modalities. I even went to an extreme of locking myself in a room for ten days and meditate. All this started after my Fathers death and I had so many questions, but strangely enough it was getting more deeper and real from last few years. I have a list of books on life after death and mystery of death. If I have to write every single book and documentaries I have watched. The list will be long enough to cover almost full one page. I sit and mediate for hours to make connection with dear Yajush but every time I close my eyes to sit in meditation. Presence of my father around me is deep. This is a great reminder to me that he is around me in this hour of need. I talk to Yajush as if he is in next room. Strangely enough I get all the answers.. I just have to make a shift in my consciousness and I can easily communicate from physical realm to where he is at. I will finish today’s writing with a recent story which happened last week during our trip to Europe. I lost my wallet that had our passports, my id , credit cards and some cash during our last leg of vacation. My husband panicked. I stayed calm from inside but pretended to be as concerned as him. I asked Yajush for help. and changed my consciousness. Rest was easy. We found a police station, filed a report, continued with tours and applied for new passport which was given to us in couple of hours. There is a bigger power at work. Soul wisdom is bigger than intellect. Yajush has not left me alone. He will always be with me. I have to remind myself it is not he who has forgotten us. We are at risk of forgetting him, just because we don’t see him does not mean he does not exist. He is with me.. 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