Followers – Hemanya Vashishtha – os.me

Aparna Om

@aparnas

Starting to write my story... The one that starts with peace and ends at peace

"They alone live who live for others" Swami Vivekananda | "Rise up and vow to do something about the cause. Use your energy to not profess your love for me but to preserve, practice, and propagate the Vedas. It would mean the most to me. In fact, it’s everything to me. That’s the reason I’m still here." Om Swami | Linkedin: https://www.linkedin.com/in/trivediravi/

SwatiOm

@swatig

Ek Nazar Dekha tujhe, Jaan liya maine mujhe, Teri Ek jhalak mein, Jaan liya maine mujhe! In one glance at you, I found myself, In one glimpse of you, I realized myself. All Glories to Swamiji alone🌼🌼🌼

Pankaj Om

@pankajomsrivastava

I take great pride and responsibility in being a disciple of one of the rarest being to grace this earth His Holiness Shrimaan Om Swami. His Name is my real identity and His color orche is colour of my soul. Om shree matrey namah.

Leenkesh Ramlagun

@leenkesh

A divine being leading a human life. However, I do not know my level of divinity (wink wink)

Sonali Om

@sonali-vashishtha

A child of Divine Mother, on a journey to reach her within ❤️

Dr Alok Vashishtha

@dr-alok-v

Bhakta by purpose, HIV medicine specialist by profession.

Pari selva kumar

@pari

Dentist. A Seeker. An initiate of Sri Ramakrishna order. Blessed to be born in this ancient land of the Rishis and to have met Om Swami. To serve and to realize the Divine in everyone and everything.

Manju OM

@manjub

I am forever learning from life and myriad experiences it brings along. The world puzzles me as much as it fills me with a sense of wonder. I cherish spending time in solitude.

Mansi Om Dwivedi

@mansidwivedi

A crazy cuckoo in love, singing glories of my Mother Divine; a teardrop at the pink lotus feet of my Master, a nobody, just a happy bundle of life, full of my Mother's joy who only wishes to spread loving kindness, smiles, hope and compassion around, truthfully treading the path that my Master lights in his playground. I am not a Bhakta, I am not a Gyani, I am not a worker for the Lord. These are only what I aspire to be blessed as. What am I then? A tool in the hands of my Master, a flute blown by the Divine Enchanter, a leaf driven by the breath of the Goddess - that's all the labels I would wish to identify with to introduce myself for the rest will fall off anyways.