Hi Everyone,

When the times are tough and obstacles seem insuperable, I often come to this website to rekindle my faith in the Universe; to be up and alive and face the world with a new found zest.

Each one of you has been really terrific for penning your stories and inspiring the rest. Thank you one and all.. a million times :))

Recently, I had to move out of my school hall, as the academic year ended. I’ve always stayed in Central London (or in the center of any city), and moving away from the center has always depressed me.

I searched through various listings. Sometimes the rent was too high for a small place, the residence an ex council flat, or the people were just weird. My friends felt I was too picky, after all I wanted a place for 3 months. However, even a day in a place one doesn’t like can seem like a year of nightmare.

Then I found something unbelievably perfect. A beautiful bright sunny room in the heart of Bloomsbury for £440 a week (Londoners reading this will understand this a bit better). But somehow at the last minute the residents there decided to give the room to one of their friends. And there I was, with tears in my eyes and weeping my heart out to my mum. My mum is a lady who has unflinching faith in God/Universe, and her words always have a soothing impact on me. She promised me that I would get the best deal among all students who moved out. I calmed down and affirmed to the Universe that I have faith that she won’t let me down…

I ended up fixing a place at the end of zone 2 (Central London is zone 1). More of a compromise, as I had a few interviews lined up for my banking career. The day I was supposed to move in, I went to the bank to withdraw my pay. My parents had given me some money for deposit and rent. I needed my pay for sustaining myself the first month. So voila, the money didn’t get credited to my account. I was really not prepared to face this…

I went to my office (I work in a student residence) and spoke to my manager. I explained my situation to him. Something within me told me to ask him if he could accommodate me till the end of the month (as my pay wouldn’t get credited till then) in the student residence where I work. There were still 20 rooms available, and yes, he agreed.

Today, I stay right opposite Chancery Lane Tube Station. London doesn’t get more central than this! And in a brand new studio and free of cost.

Have faith… always. And never never never give up. As they say, success is a matter of hanging on…