Om is to date the biggest enigma of my life. Even fifteen years later I do not know his real identity. He came like a meteor and vanished without leaving a trace.
One day my phone rang and an unknown caller was on the other side. Those were the days of landline telephone without any caller ID display. So, I didn’t know who was calling. I liked the voice though. He knew my name and when I asked him who he was he wanted me to guess. I thought one of my cousins were playing a prank on me. I started guessing names randomly but obviously, he was none of them.
That day we didn’t speak much and he asked me to keep guessing and he would call the next day to check if I was able to guess correctly. Throughout the day and even at night I kept wondering who he was. The next day he called as promised. He was punctual. He asked me if I had been able to guess who he was. I again started taking random names. He started laughing. He then said that he knows a lot about me whereas I was not even able to guess who he was.
His calls became frequent. However, he was not like other guys who would have got flirty. On the contrary, this guy was highly religious and knew religious texts like the back of his hand. Every day he started talking about religious texts and their meanings.
I would confess that as a young girl I would have appreciated a little amount of flirting, however, this guy was a completely different person. At certain times I even felt that he was some alien or ghost. Our conversation turned spiritual and philosophical each day. He taught me ‘Om’ chanting. I started chanting ‘Om’ each night before falling asleep. He also taught me the Mahamrityunjay Mantra.
I was never a religious person but he had an impact on me and thus I started chanting the Mahamrityunjay Mantra. I started feeling calmer. One day he said that he had come into my life to guide me out of my grief ( I was grieving my mom’s death) and show me the path of happiness. He also said that I should never nag him about his true identity because the day I would come to know about his identity he would stop corresponding. Finally, he asked me to consider him as my first Guru. He then added that one day I would find my true faith because it is not we who choose our faith rather faith chooses us. I assured him that I would never try to know his true identity but at least can I know his name. He replied that I should know him as ‘Om’ the mantra that changed my life. He never called after that day.