And My Vehicle Started…
- Vinaysinh Bhingarde, Mumbai
The Sadguru; who creates happiness in the lives of Shraddhavan, also takes care of them during their difficult times. Shraddhavans would always vouch for the fact that he is always there with each and every one of them no matter if one is on a highway or on a road in a village.
The Sadguru; who creates happiness in the lives of Shraddhavan, also takes care of them during their difficult times. shraddhavans would always vouch for the fact that he is always there with each and every one of them no matter if one is on a highway or on a road in a village.
It’s been several years since I began to follow Bapu but the eagerness, love and attraction towards Bapu and his endeavour has been intensely increasing even now. This experience will allow the reader to acknowledge that Bapu is always there with his Shraddhavan friends.
On Friday, March 1st around 8:30 pm, I along with another Shraddhavan Vishwassinh Kulkarni left from Link Apartments with a copper vessel. We did not get any traffic till Ghatkopar and our journey was very smooth. We must have passed Ghatkopar and just before Vikhroli Bridge, all of a sudden, our vehicle stalled. Therefore, we did not go over the bridge but pushed the vehicle to an adjacent road by the side of the bridge. We thought we could possibly find a mechanic there. However, it was a futile effort. However, when I turned the ignition, it started. But alas! It switched off in a few minutes. We tried almost 2-3 times but it did not yield any result.
Finally when we reached Vikhroli signal, I asked Vishwassinh to wait there and I along with the vehicle went on to look for a mechanic at Kannamwar Nagar. By then it was about 9:30 pm. I asked one of the shopkeepers about whereabouts of a mechanic. He said no mechanic would wait for customers at this hour but there is a puncture repair shop at a short distance. He asked me to check there.
I called out to Bapu and went there. There was not even a single shop by the side of the road. It was pitch dark there. However, I saw some light further ahead. I felt some hope on seeing that. I pushed my vehicle and reached the shop. I asked the shopkeeper about a mechanic. He said that it was not possible to find a mechanic at that hour. Saying that he turned around and started wind-up to close his shop.
I once again requested him. He then said that the person sitting in a chair by the side was a mechanic and that I could request him. I went there and requested him. However, he said that he had no tools to open the engine and that he just could not do anything at that time.
As I was about to leave the spot totally dejected, I wondered what happened to him because he enquired about the malfunction. I told him that bike starts but switches off in some time and some noise emanates from the engine. He then checked the engine oil. It had no oil in it. I felt relieved that we managed to identify the problem even though the shops had closed by. To my surprise, he said that he had a can of oil in his backpack and that there was no need for us to worry. I thought for a moment about the quality of oil. I thought he might have kept used oil. I was worried about the engine of my vehicle getting damaged. However, I had no other alternative.
He pulled out the can of oil from his bag. I was pleasantly surprised to notice that it was a can of Honda oil and that too a sealed one. I at once knew that it was not a mere coincidence. It indeed was my Bapu’s intervention.
He said that he had bought that for his own vehicle but he was offering it to me for my vehicle. I was very relieved. He immediately opened the can and poured the oil in my vehicle. He started the vehicle and said that there was no need for me to worry. The vehicle could easily go up to Thane. I gave him the money and we started from there.
My Bapu, only you can do this! Otherwise, how could we have found a mechanic close to where our vehicle had stalled? How could he quickly gauge the fault? How could he have with him the same company’s oil can and that too a sealed one? All this at the odd hour….
Bapuraya, you take care of each one of us in various ways. I am eternally Ambadnya!