The Hidden Blessing Beneath My Bed

It began as a routine cleaning day — the kind where you strip the sheets, shake out the dust, and expect nothing more dramatic than a few stray socks. But when I lifted the corner of my mattress, my breath caught. There, nestled against the wooden frame, was a small pile of black grains. At first glance, they looked sinister — dark, glossy specks that reminded me of insect eggs. My pulse quickened. The logical part of my brain whispered, “Probably nothing,” but another part screamed, “What if it’s an infestation?” I grabbed a slip of paper, scooped a few up, and examined them under the light. Hard. Dry. Motionless. Not what I expected — and that only made it stranger.

Curiosity won out over fear, so I snapped a photo and sent it to my friend Maya, who knows more about herbs and folk traditions than anyone I’ve met. Her reply came seconds later: “They’re not eggs. They’re kalonji — black cumin seeds. Someone must’ve put them there on purpose.” I stared at her message, caught between confusion and disbelief. Seeds? Under my bed? A quick online search only deepened the mystery. Kalonji — or Nigella sativa — had been used for centuries across cultures as a symbol of protection. People once placed it near sleeping spaces to guard against illness, nightmares, and negative energy. What I had mistaken for something crawling and unwanted was, it turned out, something sacred — a quiet prayer made tangible.

 

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