It was the last afternoon of the school holidays, and Aarav was
helping Dadu sort the fishing net on the verandah, untangling the
floats from the cork line. The work was slow, and his thoughts kept
drifting — but always to the same place.
"You keep smiling at the net," Dadu said. "What's so funny about a
net?"
"Nothing," Aarav laughed. "I was thinking about Manoj. We're going
to build a kite tomorrow, a real big one, with a tail made of
rags." He grinned. "I've been thinking about it all day, actually.
During lunch. During my nap. Even while I was sorting the floats."
"All day," Dadu repeated, amused. "And tell me — if you wanted to
go to Manoj's house right now, how hard would that be?"
Aarav shrugged. "Easy. I know exactly which lane, which gate, which
window is his. I could run there with my eyes shut."
"And the boy who moved away last year — Sandeep — could you go to
his new house?"
Aarav thought. "No. I don't even know which town he's in now. I
haven't thought about him in months."
Dadu nodded slowly, the way he did when a small thing was about to
become a big thing. "There it is. The friend you think of all day
is the easiest to run to. You know the road by heart because your
heart already walks it. The one you've forgotten — his door is
hard to find, even if he lives close by."
He set down a tangle of net. "It's the same with God, Aarav. People
say the Lord is far away, hidden, hard to reach. But Krishna says
the very opposite. For the one who remembers Him all the time —
every day, without his mind wandering off — He becomes the easiest
door to knock on. Not because God moves closer. Because your heart
already knows the road."
Aarav looked down at the floats in his lap. "So remembering is like
walking the road, over and over, until I don't even have to think
about the way."
"Until you could run there with your eyes shut," Dadu said, and
handed him the next knot to untangle.
That night, before he slept, Aarav tried it — he held one warm,
grateful thought in his mind the way he held the thought of the
kite, and let himself walk that road just a little before he
drifted off.