...before they reach me.

After sangat had concluded on one Sunday afternoon, we were arranging something in rooms over the langar hall. Perhaps we were shifting items  from store room to bedrooms or something like this, I don't recall much but we had to do trips up and down the stair case many a times. I vaguely remember that something was bothering me that day but I continued to join others in shifting of items. I tried to change my focus but somehow I wasn't able to. On one such trip when I was few steps higher than the floor, I noticed this saint standing on floor.

Perhaps in flow of thoughts I asked her, "I have something to ask, some blessings that I need". The distance between both of us was around 2-3 arms but voices were loud enough to hear each other. May be she too was in blissful thoughts that she said, "Feel free to speak. He is here to listen - your prayers, demands will reach Him before they reach me".

I smiled as soon as I heard her. This was around 6-7 years ago in Bangalore.