My father had worked hard all his life as a farmer, in retirement he started to develop sudden falls. He had a cardiac pacemaker for five years but a trip to the doctor did not make them think that any thing was wrong. How ever the batteries need to be replaced every five years.

 This was the 27 night of Ramadan , the most holy night in the whole year. There were white cloud over the sky, not a bird moved and there was total calm. When we got a call that my father had collapsed. On reaching his home in Walnut CA, we were informed that 911 emergency response had pronounced him dead.

 He had diabetes and even at the age of 70+ he was fasting. His most beloved sister had just died a few days ago after which he was very depressed. He was feeling sick and earlier in the day had collapsed outside the house when trying to get  his mail.

 Soon after iftar he collapsed again and when my mother reached him his, tongue had come out and was blocking the airway. He had died.

 Only a week ago I had taken him on a drive to purchase birds from the Sunday market near the junction of  Highway 15 and highway 60. I could see his eyes sinking. This particular sign was never taught to me as a doctor. Somehow I knew this was his last drive. So instead of the freeway I drove thought the farms and fields. My fathers eyes were fixed on farms and cows in such a magnetic way that is hard to describe.

Reaching home he asked me to wait. This was a little odd! He went in and then came out carrying with him his prized posse ions a few undershirts with birds on them, some coins and  buttons. Then he explained tome how each son and daughter had taken care of him. Two he said he was not happy with and two had always helped him. I  knew this was the last time I will see my dad alive. In the next days my wife informed me how my dad heath looked worse.

 My mother contacted me and said that my dad said that  all the dead relatives are coming in his dreams. Immediately  thought of my grandmother who also had similar dreams and she died  within a week after seeing the dreams in which the dead relatives came.

 I was about 10 years old when my Grand mother died. After her death I saw her in my dreams and she asked me, "do you want to come with me". I said ,"No".

 So I told my mother that the dead relatives were visiting my father as they were ready to take him. My father died on the 27 Ramadan was on a Friday, the next day was Saturday.  I had to take my uncle to the mortuary in Riverside form Highway 60 we took 91 to Riverside. Just getting on the ramp we saw a sea of cars standing still. We knew instantly that the funeral was not going to be on time. Sudden a Miracle happened, to our amazement each car on our left would merge more toward the left and create space for us, similarly each car on the right would suddenly move and create space for us. I could see these moves happening one by one in front of us and I had a clear path open. I am a rash driver, but that day I could not drive through that narrow lane created in the rush hour traffic. Suddenly and smoothly our car picked up speed and cars were zooming past us. We were going at incredible speed on a narrow lane just inches from other cars. We felt like being on magnetic propulsion, not a sound coming form the engine, not a vibration. There was no fear of any cops catching me. I seemed to be in a high. We were in such a trance that neither my uncle nor I talked while this episode happened. We reached the riverside mortuary , we did the cleaning ritual . Once we were ready we got back on the highway to get back to Walnut. Again there was a traffic jam, again thousands of cars were standing in front of us. I knew something was going to happen again, the zoom happened again. the cars moved sideways leaving us a clear path. The car smoothly caught speed and moved past all the hundreds of stationary cars. We were like in another dimension. I will never forget this amazing drive which happened twice on the same day. That day time had almost stopped, things were going in slow motion and everything was happening on time.

 Earlier that day I had returned to the Sunday Market and found the bearded person selling birds. On the last trip my father had bough so many birds that I finally told my father that all his cash had finished ( a lie) .However my father asked the seller if he could pay later. The man agreed and we carried a dozen canaries home. After the death my my father, I was reminded in my head to go and pay this man his dues. I found him and yelled please take your money, the man smiled and said he did not expect that any one would come and pay him.

 Who was driving the car in the rush hour ,so perfectly that it would pass inches away from other cars. It moved without any vibrations or sounds, in a perfect straight line. I was in the drivers seat but I was not driving, that precision is humanly impossible..

                                      Imran Khan MD MBBS

                                   Nanotech Medical Center Lahore

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