This Happened To Us
A Busload of Good Luck
Some events have no explanation and that’s ok
Miracles happen every day. Not just in remote country villages or at holy sites halfway across the globe, but here, in our own lives.
~ Deepak Chopra
In the 90s, mom, dad, and I used to travel to Shimoga to visit my grandma in the summer. There are lots of beautiful temple towns within easy reach from Shimoga. My grandma’s house served as a hub for such travel. During one such trip, my mom’s sister joined us.
My dad was a master at planning road trips. He picked a few places that we could visit in 2–3 days. We headed out in a 5-seater Maruti Omni car that was packed to the brim with the driver, dad, mom, me, 3 aunts, and a family friend.
Starting from Shimoga, we had to cover Shringeri, Idugunji, Murudeshwar, Udipi, and get back to Shimoga. All these are beautiful towns famous for their grand temples dating back hundreds of years.
Visiting a temple and viewing the resident God of that temple is called having a ‘darshan’.
We had a darshan of the beautiful goddess Sharada at Shringeri, gathered the blessings of Lord Ganesh at Idugunji, and headed to Murudeshwar to pay our respects to Lord Ganesh’s dad, Lord Shiva.
