Blood Clot Presence Of Mind After Delivery Of Twins

On many occasions the instructions we receive so many years back is of great help. This is called divine intervention.

It was 9th June 1969.I was in my

native village. My daughter

was 22 days old.
She was sleeping in a bamboo cradle

in the hall.My parents had

gone to the temple. As I was busy

in the kitchen I felt the

haphazard swinging of the

cradle.When I rushed to the hall

I saw a big monkey sitting on

the rim of the cradle and jumping

and rejumping over and over again

giving a vertical bumping motion

to the cradle.When I went near the

cradle and tried to drive away

the monkey with vociferous signals,

the monkey didn't move.

In stead it took away the baby

biting the araignan rope with its

teeth,with the baby's head and feet

hanging on both the

sides.Immediately it jumped out

of the cradle and started running

towards the backyard.


My imagination ran riot.The

most favourite place for the monkey

used to be the concrete slab on

the well, the top of coconut trees

or the madhil suvar( compound wall )

of the temples. since there

was nobody at home, I was

nervous.The monkey was nearing

the well which was just 20 feet away.


Suddenly I got a flash. I remembered

the words my mother had

spoken on an earlier occasion.

" Monkeys think that they are the

most beautiful creatures in the world.

They would like to see and

admire their own form in the

mirror'.Without wasting a second

I took the mirror from the shelf and

ran towards the monkey,

and by some sounds attracted its

attention. It was just 2 steps to reach

the well. With prayer in my mind,and

posing to be brave I just went

infront of the monkey and showed

the mirror just against its face.

Immediately the monkey became

too happy or inquisitive and

dropped the baby on the mud floor

just adjacent to the parapet wall.

I just threw the mirror near the

monkey in which it seemed to enjoy

its beauty.Everything happened

within one minute.

I took the baby inside, bolted the

doors.It took nearly an hour

for me to regain my normal

breath.Luckily the child had no

problem except a mark of the

monkey's teeth.As she was just an

infant she didn't feel panicky.

It was a rebirth to her.

But an information which had

been received by me casually

helped me in a crisis.Our education,

degrees, intelligence or our official

position may not be of help on such

occasions. Only our

commonsense,samayochitabuddhi

and swiftness matter a lot.

By divine grace we should get

strength of my mind to get at

the right idea and implement

it in right time, right speed and

the appropriate manner.

Actually the information was given

to me when I was just 8 years

old when my mother used to tell

about the Ramar Pattabhishekam

when the monkeys were decorating

Sita for the festival.

They decorated themselves also

and stood before Sita and told her

with pride that they looked more

beautiful than Sita herself and

that if Rama had seen them earlier

he would not have thought

of Sita.
Things that look little and

insignificant ,assume the greatest

importance in our life.

Jayasala42