today is neither friday nor the 13th.
but why does it feel like it?!

i have always believed in divine intervention. it usually happens where the entity in question, neither omnipotent nor omnipresent, needs the help from the One who knows. and in many circumstances, divine intervention is a powerful means by which the entity in question would see with the benefit of hindsight. it is usually in retrospect that the entity in question notice the intervention that cannot possibly be "gut-feeling" or "instinct". it has to, henceforth, be divine. anything that is unexplainable is directly classified under "divine".

today, i met with a divine intervention.

it really is divine intervention. because up till now, it is so divine i still don't know why.

i merrily packed my bag this morning for a swim. as i woke up, i exclaimed to praise the wonders of the beautiful weather that i saw. it was perfect weather, let me assure you. blue skies, thick and fluffy clouds and most importantly, MINIMAL SUN (i shall not contribute anymore to my "malayness" in nellis' darling words). for the record, i was looking forward to swimming and not dragging myself just so to exercise.

i boarded the bus towards the swimming complex. the weather was oh-so-glorious still. but hey, here comes the "divine" part of the intervention to my swimming plan. the moment i reached the bus stop of the swimming complex, i saw droplets of rain pelting down the skies like someone had accidentally switched on the tap. it was amazing to the point of crap; clear blue skies does not rhyme at all with drizzling. something inside me died when i saw the rain and i just sat at the bus stop staring into the rain which has just became a murderer of my cheer.

finally, after a few moments of silence, i made my way back to causeway point. the moment i stood up and walked towards it, the rain stopped with an immediacy a government service would never attain. i was amazed to the point of crap. something in me told me there is something divine in it and if i were to walk back to the swimming complex, i would totally have spoilt the amazing joke that divinity played on me.

so in the end, i made my way home with my flabby arms and untoned leg muscles.

that's not all.

i was 2/3 done with my packed tuition-scheduled day and was extremely relieved i could go home for a quickie dinner before the next tuition. as i was crossing the road, i saw my bus 965 coming close. many would probably have guessed; i ran after it duh. but lo and behold! i ran like 200m and just when i was about to catch the bus, the bus just took off without me in it. it was really amazing to the point of crap because i was so close! and true to the kungfu panda in me, i quickly assured myself that there are no accidents in this world (maybe that 965 was going to blow up and God wanted to protect me).

so i decided to take bus 169 since it will also take me home albeit by the longer route. the bus came in awhile's time which made me delighted. the bus stopped and i walked towards the bus entrance. guess what? i didn't see the tiny step in front of me and i kind of tripped and my slipper bent in. my toe then brushed violently against the rough ground and grinded into my skin. and believe it or not, the impact caused my blood to splatter on my slipper and i walked up the bus with a bloody toe and a pain so potent i thought i lost my toe. and what's worst, i didn't bring any tissue paper! i had to ask a stranger for a tissue to clean up the bloody mess that quickly filled up half my slipper.

here's a bloody treat for my faithful readers:

so, what exactly is divine intervention?

for me, it is going back to isaiah 55: 8-9 and know that there are things that i can't explain and should not attempt to explain.

God knows. He really does.
but for now, let me just go sleep the pain off.