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.
Yogini. Public Relation Officer. Film Enthusiast. Social Worker at Heart. Content Writer. Fierce Feminist.
A seeker of truth of this life, spread compassion, gratitude to everything we have and beings around us. Trying to be of use to others and this society. Professionally, working in area of IT and taking education to rural India.
"Nothing happens overnight and nothing worth your time is accomplished in haste." - Om Swami
Sri Hari's child, learning to live in surrender and love, holding my beloved Swamiji's hand as He leads me to Him.