PC: Sue Vincent.
(For visually challenged writers, the image shows a feather, an autumn leaf and two bright red berries or beads, left amongst the stones and plants by a stone that looks like a head with jewelled eyesโ€ฆ)

Mom was busy on her Mac, completing her office work. She was entirely focused on adding a last piece of code to finally make that program work!

Son: Mom Iโ€™m searching for tokens

Mom: Google search? Tokens… they are identifiers, keywords, operators and the like in C++

Son: Mom please, can you step out of your coding world for a minute. I am talking about โ€œMy tokensโ€!

Mom: Oh your treasure! Token of appreciation, token of victory, token of gratitude, token for rememberance, itโ€™s all there in the library room. I just felt I should keep it all in one place and arrange them nicely! Why are you looking for it now? You want to pack some in your luggage for keepsakes? It’s actually a great idea!

Son (irritated): Mom please!! I’m talking about my tokens for the train journey Iโ€™m taking tonight! Please!!! Can you stop your work for sometime and help me! Iโ€™m really worried!

She exactly knew what her son was talking about. He had got a good job in a different city and for the first time in his life, he was taking a train journey all alone. And this was for a great new beginning. His first job. A life changing event! He had purchased the train tickets last evening and the guy at the ticket counter had issued tokens, to avoid queues and take the gates directly.

She had a belief, which no one else in the family approved of. A stone in a corner in her garden, had appeared to her as the face of divine she strongly believed in. And over the years, before starting anything new, she paid a visit to this place and somehow things had worked out wonderfully for her. She believed in this higher power, though others laughed at her.

That morning she had taken the tokens and placed them in front of that stone, in her favorite place. She had forgotten to pick it back. Now when her son asked, she started beating around the bush to buy some time, to somehow go there to the garden and pick it up. Her son wouldnโ€™t approve of this anyways. He always felt all this is a joke. He would also never relate to the fact that she forgot to pick it back!! She did not want to hear negative things that moment! She just wanted to distract her son and quickly pick them up from her garden!

Will she succeed? I hope she does ๐Ÿ˜Š

In response to writephoto prompt hosted by Sue Vincent

A/N – Back to school days: Before board exams, we were issued hall tickets. It had our registration number and time and place of reporting etc etc. Without this we were not allowed into the examination hall,

The day I got my hall ticket, My grandmother would take it from me and place it in our pooja room and pray to God. I found this funny! very funny! I would question her often. “Did I just get super powers to pass my exams?” “Will God write for me” “Can I touch this ticket now, will I absorb all energy?” etc etc. She just used to say, “it’s just a higher power, a strong belief, My belief! We need this in life, for our own confidence sometimes, many a times”

When I got my hall ticket for grade 12, a turning point wrt academics, she was no more. But I did place it in front of God! I myself wondered why? But I couldn’t do without it ๐Ÿ˜Š

56 thoughts on “A belief

  1. I was imagining a little boy at the beginning and you made him the grown one in your story. ๐Ÿ˜„

    At times, such faith that others find stupid may just give us a feel-good vibe. I have a few such beliefs, which even my mom laughs at.

    Touching tale, Happy Soul!

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    1. some boys never grow up๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜‰ Iโ€™ve seen many depending on mom and wife to find their things ๐Ÿ˜„

      I too have a few beliefs .. very silly ones.. when they say success is 99% perspiration and 1% inspiration .. may be such small things count to 0.5 percent atleast and thatโ€™s what makes the difference too i feel

      Thank you so much Anisha ๐Ÿ˜Š

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  2. Is this the one you were talking about? Yeah you sure sound hopelessly spiritual. That aside, you reminded me of my 10th grade. ๐Ÿ˜‚ Mom took my hall ticket and put it at the feet of the idol.
    When I was in 12th, I went to tuitions one the evening. Our tuition teacherโ€™s husband was an astrologer and he wrote โ€œSaraswatiโ€ on my tongue with a freaking matchstick. He was crazy.
    Good one though.

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      1. Nah, I have a few friends from college โ˜บ๏ธ one uses โ€œkadhaโ€ so much, that I got hooked on to it for a while

        And our area helper for our Trash and waste, speaks only Telugu .. so all of us living around know a line of two to talk to her โ˜บ๏ธ

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    1. Thank you so much Rishika ๐Ÿ˜Š! Yeah, itโ€™s a small bit of belief in a higher power that makes a person go the extra mile I guess. Though the effort is in there, our state of mind matters a lot! Inner confidence goes up a bit atleast for sure ๐Ÿ˜Š

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  3. That was heartfelt and relatable, HS ๐Ÿค— .Your write-up brought in some memories of the old-me believing in the lucky pen, lucky shirt and many more. Those who know me would never believe that I had such thoughts.Admitting here that I did have such beliefs – though unreasonable as it sounds (in my case) it brings in some find memories….๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’›

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    1. Very true Roshni, I too had a lucky dress and I relate to you with the fact that, others wouldnโ€™t believe I have such thoughts โ˜บ๏ธ

      We need something beyond logic for that bit of extra strength n confidence, sometimes.

      Thank for sharing your thoughts. Felt so good reading them ๐Ÿ˜Š

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  4. I loved your whole story. The fiction and the real.
    It happens with us, over the time we too start believing what our elders believe.
    I always like how you relate things on a personal level to give it a fine touch.
    Keep sharing Author’s note, I really enjoy reading them.

    Keep smiling Smiley๐Ÿ™‚

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    1. Exactly .. when we see them do things repeatedly, we too do so ๐Ÿ˜Š
      Thank you so much.. I am so happy that you feel itโ€™s a โ€˜fine touchโ€™…. really โค๏ธ
      Thanks for that dear Rashmi, will do๐Ÿ˜Š

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  5. I was smiling as I read your post HS. Took me back to my boards. Along with the hall tickets, pens also found their way at the altar of God before leaving for the exams. Then a spoon full of dahi chini for good luck. Moms will be moms and we can’t argue and win with them ๐Ÿ˜โ™ฅ๏ธ


    1. Dahi and chini, i dint know this R ๐Ÿ™‚
      Yes definitely, we cant argue and win with moms or grand moms ,,, Now i feel weird typing this as a mom … :-))
      Im glad this post got back some sweet memories


  6. Remembered the time when amma made me drink one arishtam from temple, during 10th board exams. Saraswati something arishtam. Had to wake up at 4 every morning and drink that after taking a bath. I too made fun of it, but never missed it a single day ๐Ÿ™‚

    Nothing related to this. But I want to say it. The girls around our place started going to temple everyday once this new pujari came to our temple, just cos he looked like Shahid Kapoor ๐Ÿ˜…

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    1. ๐Ÿ˜„! We need the extra belief many times โค๏ธ

      ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚what a driving force to go to temple! They say na โ€œgirls gets sick often, if the doc is handsomeโ€

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