GOD IN THE GUISE OF A FRIEND

GOD IN THE GUISE OF FRIEND VISHWANATH

This episode happened during 1972, when I was fresh in government service. In the morning

of 7^th of October 2015, suddenly I remembered about this episode and how my dearest friend

Viswanath, like GOD spent his entire holiday to see my ailment being treated. . The real story

runs thus:

During 1972, I was working as Assistant engineer in KARNATAKA ENGINEERING

RESEARCH STATION (at that time it was called Mysore Engineering research Station).

As I was alone staying away from Bangalore, every week end and holidays I used to come

down to Bangalore and leave for Mysore on Monday early morning. It was my usual

programme till I got married in 1975.

During one such week-end stay in Bangalore, I had severe cough. And severity resulted in

pain while breathing. This pain was very severe when I was to walk briskly or run to catch a

bus. Since the severity of the pain was felt only while fast moving. During normal walking or

slower walking, the pain did not hurt much. As this was the condition, I thought that the pain

would subside with time. And this happened during first week of August 1972. At my work

place, one week passed and the pain persisted.. . So, I did not inform about my ailment to

anyone. . And I spent the week with pain till Friday. And on Friday evening I boarded a bus

to Bangalore.

Next day was Saturday. And my friend knew that I would be available in Bangalore. So he

came to meet me at my place, that is my grandama's house at Sheshadripuram. The time was

10.00AM. As soon as he saw me he felt that I am not all that fine. As I looked a little sick., he

asked what is the problem with me?

I told him “there is some pain near the chest. That is the reason why I look sick. May be in a

couple of days I will be alright”

Then he told not to neglect any small ailments and said, his uncle is a Radiologist at ESI

hospital at Rajajinagar. I will take you him and seek his advice.. The Doctor,who is his Uncle

enquired what news brought him (Viswanath) to him (Doctor). Then My friend told him

about my case. His Uncle immediately checked me, took an x-ray and told him that I should

be immediately admitted to the Hospital and should undergo an operation. The problem with

me was PNEUMO-THORAX, as per his diagnosis. Further he gave a letter addressed to his

Doctor friend, Dr. Madaiah, a thorax Surgeon. And this Doctor was working in Sanatorium, in

Bangalore.

My Friend without minding his needs and not wasting any time , not allowing me to make

any decision, directly hired a Rickshaw to Sanatorium. Luckily he could meet his uncle's

friend Dr.Madaiah.

He handed over the letter of his uncle. The understood the severity of the ailment, as he

himself a Thoracic Surgeon. Soon, he started searching for a bed in the ward. And he was

able to find one. As soon as the availability of the bed is confirmed, I was taken to the

operation theater and operation was done. May be as I was given anesthesia, I was not aware

of when the operation was conducted on me and when I was brought to the ward.

By about 7.00p.m. In the evening, when the effect of anesthesia receded and I was

conscience, I was surprised to see My brother Raju and Cousin Prabha standing near my bed

with anxious worried eyes. I asked them how they came to know about my operation and

other things?

I was told that my friend went my Grand ma's house from the hospital directly at about 3.30

p.m. and informed my cousin that I have been hospitalized for a minor operation, operation

has been performed and shifted to the ward and he left the hospital after I was shifted to the

ward and then he went home. I stayed in the hospital for about three weeks and came home

fully fit.

Here what I see is that My friend Viswanath 's action on that day. Right from Morning 10.00

am to 4.00 p.m. , in the evening he spent his time exclusively for me. Who would do such a

service other than ever merciful God. On that day God himself came in the guise of

Viswanath to help me to get well. Otherwise I do not know what would have happened.

This evidently indicates that God does not come in the form as we imagined him to be, with

Abhaya hastha and with discus and counch. But he would come to help you in one of the

forms very well known to us. So in this case My Friend Viswanath took the role of God and

helped me.