A line on the palm tells of seven seas…

Like everyone else, I too have some childhood memories. Learning by
heart is often a deliberate mental process, undertaken to store items for
recall. But often without much effort at all, one can recall experiences,
names, appointments, addresses, names, telephone numbers, lists,
stories, poems, pictures, maps, diagrams, facts, music, or other visual,
auditory or tactical information.
Often, when we look back on our childhood and early school days,
many of us remember things that people may have predicted. I don’t
really have any belief in astrology, palmistry or numerology, but there
are some experiences that make me to review my unbelief.
People say that because I am Scorpio, I am single-minded driven by
intensity of purpose. Scorpios approach life with total commitment, or
not at all. This deep sign has a strong impulse to immerse itself in life.
Perhaps, that is why, I am dedicated to the blinds, and do all I can for
their cause.
When I first got a chance to go to the US, I thought that the lines on my
palm had been read right because someone had predicted that I would
travel abroad, when I was still a schoolboy. But I first got a chance to
travel abroad only 44 years after the old man had gazed at my palm and
made the prediction.
But I ramble, and I have forgotten the sequence of this tale all wrong.
So let me start at the beginning, and tell it like it ought to be told.
I had gone to Dhudi Ke, sitting on the front seat of a truck, as Prime
Minister Jawahar Lal Nehru was visiting. When I was still a boy, people
were still inspired by their leaders and often traveled long distances to
catch a glimpse of any visiting national leaders. There were young
people like me around, chanting – Chacha Nehru Zindabad.
When the function was over, to my luck, as I would say now, I forgot the
truck number in which I had come. For a moment, I was worried but on

seeing the banner with the name of my own town Ferozepur, there was
a sigh of relief and I jumped into the truck to ride back home. After me,
another old man boarded the truck. Just after a couple of moments, the
old asked me to show my palm.
I was in my teens then, but no one had ever read the lines of my palm
before. But what that old man said has lingered in my mind, because
several of the things he predicted have since come true.
The old man thoroughly examined all the seven major lines of the palm i.e.
life line, head line, heart line, fate line, health line, marriage line, and
travel line. With a smile on his face, the man said, “Bachhu toon ta Saat
Saundar Paar Jayenga”.
At that time, I had no notion as to where I might go, and though I had
two cousins in the US, it was far from my mind.
I, however, grew up in a healthy atmosphere, which encouraged
independent thinking and respect for knowledge. That served as a
precious currency for the future. I finished my studies, found a job,
married, and am now blessed with two grown-up daughters and a
comfortable retirement that allows me to write the occasional middle and
several letters to the Editors.
Frankly speaking, suddenly, after the marriage of my second daughter,
both my son-in-law and daughter went to the US on an official assignment
for three years through TCS. That was when I first applied for a visa and
traveled abroad. It was 44 years after the old man had predicted that I
could cross the seven seas.