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The time around my delivery



My due date for delivery was August 24, 2014. I was worried as to whether I would have a normal or cesarean delivery. I had been told that a normal delivery was unbearably painful whereas the cesarean procedure was totally pain free. All my relatives also wanted me to undergo a normal delivery. Finding it cost-effective, I also considered for a while the idea of a normal delivery.

Being the youngest and the most pampered child of my family, I was not used to pains and sufferings. By Guruji's grace, I got everything on a silver platter - job, money, comforts, basically an easy life. In heart of my hearts, I knew I was not prepared for a normal delivery but somehow was trying to convince myself for it.

My eldest sister also called me and suggested me to opt for cesarean. She was concerned about me and didn't want me to go through pains. She asked me not to pretend to be brave. After the call, I cried a lot in front of Guruji's swaroop (picture). I asked him to be with me and guide me. Tears kept rolling down my cheeks. I listened to 'shabads' (holy hymns) for some time. After that, I felt some surge of strength in me. Yet I was not clear of what would really happen.

A few days later, a Guruji sangat (follower) called me up to take a big swaroop of Guruji from him which he had got framed for me. I had actually given him the swaroop for framing. That same day I had a dream in which I heard Guruji voice saying “chal karde haan kamaal” (ok let's do a miracle). In the dream, I saw myself on the terrace of the hospital with my sisters and other relatives. I saw I had a flat stomach. I asked my sister if I had delivered the baby and if yes what kind of delivery it was. My sister said ‘C-sec’. Even in the dream, it was so hasslefree that I didn't even know I had delivered a baby. Then I saw my baby. It was a boy - fair and good looking (my husband is not fair though). I told my relatives about the dream. I knew it would be turning true.

The doctor asked me to come to the hospital on August 11 to induce pain for normal delivery. I chose August 11 because I had completed 38 weeks and it was Monday, a day dedicated to Shivji. I reached the hospital in the morning at 8 am. I was admitted and an effort was made to induce pain. Till 2 pm, I had tolerable pains but the baby was in no mood to come out. Another dose to induce pain was given. Again the results were the same. At night, when the doctor came to give yet another dose as one last attempt, I refused it as I didn't have any more patience left to stay put on the bed for more hours and wait for full labour.

Around 6:30 pm, we decided to go for caesarean. So one part of the dream came true already. I was taken to the hospital around 7 pm and the baby was born at 7:45 pm. Throughout the C-sec operation, I kept praying to Guruji as I was very much scared. I had his photo under my pillow as well as in the locket around my neck. As the delivery happened, the doctor asked if I knew the gender of the baby, to which I said 'yes, its a boy'. The doctor asked me how I knew this. I told the doctor I had seen this in my dream two days ago. This was a fair, handsome boy. Guruji had shown me everything beforehand. Guruji listens to all prayers made sincerely. My recovery was very fast and I never had any issues with C-sec. I am still very active, with an athletic body.

Guruji gives the best thing that one deserves at the most appropriate time. Three months after the delivery, I started looking for a job. I got interview calls from various places. Despite good interviews, I was not selected. I followed up and made additional efforts to somehow get the job but all went in vain. I knew that God wanted me to wait so that I could give more time to the baby.

After the baby became six months old, the pressure from my family grew on me to find a job as everyone was well educated and believed in continuing a professional life. I became even more restless because of that. I continued my job search. After 7 months from delivery, I got a message on my Facebook account from a German person whom I had added in my friend list sometime after my delivery.

He enquired if I was looking for a job. My answer was ‘yes’. He asked me to mail my CV to another German guy who was looking for an Indian journalist in his company. Due to their office relocation, this German guy asked me to wait a bit for the interview. In the meantime, I got a call from a law firm that wanted me to join them and promote them, which was actually irrelevant considering my past experience as a journalist. They even offered me a satisfactory pay packet. The German guy finally called a week later, and after two days informed me that I was selected for the role. This was like a dream job for me. The salary was more than what I had expected.

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