Love Beyond All Odds

An encounter with my deceased grandmother

5 PM, July 25th, 2017

My blank, teary eyes were fixed on my grandmother in disbelief as she was taking her last breath. Tears rolling down my cheeks, finally the reality was hitting me hard — our loved ones are not immortal, they are not invincible. Thousands of thoughts running on my mind faster than the speed of light as I watched her gradually going to sleep. Her face had never looked so calm — It was lull and storm all at once.

She was unconscious but I still spoke my heart out, probably the most that day. Flashbacks, flashforwards, disorientation at its peak, and yet I had to get a hold on myself — just for a few seconds to remind her of things she already knew. That was literally my last chance to tell her nobody could ever love me like she used to, but what if I tell you it wasn’t the last?

Fast forward to probably a month — breathing was still feeling like needles pinching me slowly and then all at once. But I had to do something, suddenly my never-giving-up attitude rose like a volcano erupting from an abyss. As “crazy” as it might sound, I started surfing the internet for ways to connect with the your deceased loved ones. Well, it was not just a coincidence that I also happened to remember this book I had read a while back but now suited the situation perfectly — Many Lives, Many Masters by Brian Weiss — a true story including strong concepts of souls, spirits, and reincarnation. I took it as a sign and started searching even more rigorously.

It was then when I came across an experience shared by someone who had lost her grandmother too — she said she just asked her grandmother for a sign and she gave it in the most mysterious, rather mystical ways. Yes, it was as simple as that. But you know what was the hardest part? BELIEVING in it with every cell of your body and also catching the signs. She wrote, “While your deceased loved ones will keep giving you signs, it is your duty to spot them. If you shrug them off, thinking of them as frequent moments of coincidence, your loved one won’t be able to connect with you because words are not their language anymore.”

Moreover, she also mentioned that the Universe has its own ways of communicating and giving signs. Just because you ask for a sign, you won’t get the exact same thing but you really need to look for them. For instance, if you ask your deceased loved one whether they are here or not, you might suddenly or after sometime see a billboard with the message “I miss you” or “Here for you”, or something like that. It was simple but not easy because it takes a great deal of strength and hope to really believe in the idea.

At first I thought everything was so spooky but then I realized I had nothing to lose and so much to gain.

So, I gave it a shot. I tried the first time, guess what? IT WORKED. So, I started applying this regularly and mostly it worked, especially when I believed with all my heart. So, in this story, I am going to discuss how it worked the second time I applied this ___, umm, what do I call it? Magic? Law? I am still looking for a name that can sum up my whole experience.

Anyway, so one day I was missing my grandmother immensely, so I thought to myself as she listened — “Today, I am missing her a lot. Grandma, if you can hear me, show me a sign, just any sign, a message, your face, your name, your belonging, anything would do.” I thought and then got back with my work.

In fact, I had unconsciously shifted that thought at the back of my mind because of my workload that day. It was a hectic day, I couldn’t help but let my morning’s wish for a sign slip away. I was swamped with documents of all sorts. So I got on with the day by filtering every file out, as per my manager’s request. There was one special file he insisted on checking on priority basis so I did. There was a folder inside one folder and then many other folders till I found that one hidden file out of probably thousands of other files and at least ten folders. The file’s name was an acronym for some technical concept but guess what was the name of that hidden file? It was UMA. Uma was my grandmother’s name and there was not even a modicum of chance to have found her name (in any form) in those technical files and that too the file name itself! That one hidden file which my manager suddenly requested me to look for as soon as possible.

I could not believe my eyes. When I read her name on the file, I felt this rush of energy inside my whole body. It was as if the sign was received by each and every part of my body. I could feel her around me, inside me. I do not consider it to be just a coincidence because it actually was next to impossible to find anything remotely close to her or her name on my system. And yet I did!!

As I am sharing my experience, I can still feel something familiar to that rush of energy inside my body I sensed that day. I do not know how I got those signs for so many months and years but my heart knows they were not just a coincidence.

As I shared before, this was not the first or the last time. I am keeping other experiences for some other day but I would just like to end with this quote —

“For truly we are all angels temporarily hiding as humans.” — Brian Weiss

Thank you for reading ❤