Thursday, November 28, 2024

A Canada experience

It was July 2017. A Sri Lankan community in Canada had invited me to teach music for a month. It was an opportunity that came through Krishnan sir. I made all the necessary preparations and flew off. While on the plane, I received news from a friend about the death of my friend, Waris. Waris was Pakistani, deeply rooted in Indian culture and spirituality. He often claimed to communicate with spirits. I prayed to the Almighty for the peace of Waris's soul.

Before exiting the airport, an officer asked me why I was visiting. I had planned to say I was just touring, so I replied accordingly. When asked if I had met the friend I was visiting before, I honestly said no. When I checked my phone for the address, they seemed suspicious and took it from me to check my emails and other messages. They concluded that I was going there for work. I faced the possibility of being detained in both countries and might even be deported. I was very anxious and prayed fervently. I meditated on the divine, pleading for protection. I also mentally requested Waris to help me out of this predicament. I took deep breaths to calm myself and looked into the officer's eyes, hoping he would show mercy. It was late at night, and the officer said that his superior was not there and asked me to come back the next day. He gave me a written note.

The Sri Lankan family who had invited me took me to their home. We spent the night discussing how to resolve this situation. The next morning, they took me back to the airport and spoke to the officer. The officer told them that this was unacceptable and decided to send me back. As I was leaving, the officer told me, "I don't know why, but something about this situation made me uneasy. I'm letting you go unconditionally. Don't do this again." I apologized and assured him I wouldn't. I thanked all the gods from the bottom of my heart. As I turned to leave, I felt like I saw Waris' mischievous smile in the officer's eyes.

On the flight back, I was filled with fear. Would the authorities here know? Would they question me again? Would I be deported? I was overwhelmed with thoughts. I don't know if it was divine intervention or a miracle, but I was able to leave without any issues. 

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