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.
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A simple person who is trying to follow the words of her Guruji and trying to inculcate the qualities of her Guruji in self
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Someone who One Day saw A Lotus eyed Smiling Sage, 🌷 whose one compassionate glance burned away a 100 sins and set her free.🙂
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"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/
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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🌼🌼🌼
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Identity given by my own beliefs n society makes me just an IT professional to earn the living. With grace of Lord n Guru, i am on journey to find out what is there beneath those layers n to meet n merge in my Eternal parents Lord Naryana n Ma Lalitambika.
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If you want, you can email me at [redacted]. That is one of the happiest pic i have of myself.
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The One who makes the thunder roar and simultaneously hears a butterfly sigh; the One into whose ears fall all our ardent prayers for She hears even the footsteps of a tiny baby ant; That Empress alone is the Writer, the Written and the Reader. In eternal service of that Supreme Divinity. Happy Reading! Love and Light. Jai Shri Hari💕✨
