With tears rolling down my eyes,I have nowhere else to go but write my truth,,,,
Thinking of my master,my prabhuji ,
Today the first e-invite of my son,s wedding sent.In my heart I wanted to go to my master s feet first,
but who am I.I was a guest to what was happening around me,I as a mother left no stone unturned,
for his Nikha to be end of the month,I took loan from my provident fund to do my best whatever
I could in my capacity,alone ,single handed by my gurus grace.I did with love,pure intentions,not
to show to the world.
But I realised I was lost,felt empty,from within,hollow I can go and on.
I was told by my son,you will not call anyone not even my first cousins .It costs .Don’t you get it.
But his and his wife to be list was endless.
But this time will pass my guru says,no situation lasts forever.You have to walk with your head
high,you are your own master,tears are flowing down while writing.
But you know what ,I have my master by my side.Nothing can shake me.yes for some time it will
It will pass.
WHEN YOU WALK ALONE ITS A RACE,WHEN THE MASTER WALKS WITH YOU ITS GRACE.
at your lotus feet my prabhuji.