Hi, I am Nikunj. It’s difficult to write more than just a name because I am so much more and yet less than a dot in this massive universe. This dot is trying to find passion in day to day life. Sometimes, I am a bright dot, sometimes an angry dot & sometimes a happy dot. Currently trying to be an internet marketer to connect the dots…
Nikunj's Followers
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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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I feel GOOD to be known as Swamiji's disciple; that's my true introduction. Feel BLESSED to live at the abode of my most revered Guru. And LOVE to be at His Holy feet. That's where I belong. 🙏 All Glories To My Swamiji!!
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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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His boy. As a VC, I invest in and help build technology companies. Here to get and share love.
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I am a humble seeker in search of my own truth. A senior corporate leader with a life purpose of putting hope in hearts . I share myself with the world through astrology, music and writing. A story-teller at heart , I am privileged to serve the os.me community through the Samurai council. I hope to receive the grace of my Master as I try to fulfil my purpose and take baby steps on the spiritual path.
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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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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.
