#30 ...when someone becomes a part of your daily prayers.

Last evening I bumped into a friend after long time. It will not even be proper to call her a friend for we never bothered to keep contact once we left school. It still felt great to see her after such a long time, someone with whom I had spent some good times in the past, albeit a little. We often used to go to school together, for she lived very near to my house, and share all those school-girl tit-bits. While we were reminiscing the past, a guy, holding the hands of a 3-yr old, called out to her from behind. Instinctively I asked, “Is he the guy from your prayers?” She smiled and then nodded. My question related to a small episode from our school days. There used to be a temple on our way from home to school and it was a daily routine for us to enter and pray before carrying on. Later, just like any other 16 yr old, we would ask each other as to what we had prayed for that day. My prayers were very general – good scores in tests, a new dress, permission to stay overnight at friend’s place and the like. But she had an extra element in her prayers. Besides her own demands, she used to pray for Sujog’s well being as well. Sujog was her neighbor friend. Perhaps that time I was too small to understand its implications. But today, I know why she did it. As I waved her goodbye, I silently prayed for their conjugal happiness.