Saved from Terror

I was supposed to be in Mumbai, staying at the Taj Hotel, flying in Nov 26 and checking out Nov 28. I would have been in there, maybe my room in flames as the terrorists attacked while I was asleep.

But my trip was cancelled. Just one of those things.

I shudder at the thought of what could have been.

But I was saved.

Maybe it's my guardian angel, or my mother and mother-in-law who are now in heaven watching over me. Or my wife's nightly prayers heard. I'm at a loss for the meaning of all this.

Sometimes one of those things is not just one of those things.