Swami's little minion in da house
Komal's Followers
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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.
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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 aloneπΌπΌπΌ
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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.
