Years ago I went to Montreal to do a short course in French. While there I got the news that a family friend was hospitalized near Van Horne. Without wasting time I asked another friend how I could get there.
She said, ‘Ranu you have to take two buses, number 55 and 56.’
I thought about it and realized I had no experience travelling by bus. I gave up the idea.
‘Why not I walk to this place?’ My mind whispered.
The problem was I knew nothing about how to get from point A to B. I didn’t want to get lost, so I took the help of a road map which I bought from a store nearby.
I got ready and started walking , there were a lot of twists and turns, boldly I carried on. Suddenly I noticed a building a few yards away. I was excited and kept following the road that led to the building. I opened my eyes and was delighted to see it was the hospital I was looking for.
I went in took the elevator and met the girl who told me about the two buses.
I went to see our friend Pearl Duclos, she was surprized and happy to see me after many years.
I told myself, ‘Life is not a straight line, it has many curves and twists, only those who are able to struggle are the ones who are ultimately successful.’