My Beloved Gurudev,

Happy Mother’s day my Divine Savior,

My Radiant Transformer Knighted in Grace,

My Boundlessly Generous, Eternal Source of Pure Love,

Every fiber of my being—senses, organs, thoughts, and systems—resonates in a symphony of devotion, forever entwined in Your divine recall.

Some parts of me soar in ecstasy, others weep in longing, some crave more of Your presence, while others wrestle with the mystery of Your love. Yet, all unite in their ardent love for You, heart to heart.

As i sit before Your Chitrapat, my eyes dance in delight, drinking in Your radiant form. My ears, envious, yearn to hear Your sweet voice. When Your melodious words finally grace them, my feet protest, urging me to rise and sway to the rhythm of Your divine presence. I have often wished to stand during Your Satsang, cheering with uncontainable joy.

During Bhakti with You, my heart and mind vie to outshine each other—one overflows with Your love, the other empties itself to receive more. Both adore You to the core.

When i dance in Your presence, my mind pleads to pause and bask in Your graceful aura, but my feet, rebellious, insist on celebrating You.

Dev, when our eyes meet, my blood forgets its course, as every organ pauses in awe, struck by the divinity of Your gaze.

And Saheb, when You smile at me, oh Dev, every part of me erupts in joyful chaos, each believing Your smile was meant for them alone. It takes time to calm their fervor, to assure them Your love envelops all.

During a recent tilak laabh, as approached You and raised my finger, every drop of blood abandoned its duties, rushing to linger at my right ring finger, basking in Your grace. No wonder i felt dizzy, descending the stage, overwhelmed by Your touch.

Gurudev, once, when i was seated in the front rows of the Raj Sabhagruh, i felt every cell in my body glide stealthily toward Your Charankamal, yearning to rest eternally at Your feet. Sadguru samagam took on a whole new meaning.

On another time, when i received Your Prasadi, my senses waged a tender battle: my eyes refused to look away, my mouth watered endlessly, my tongue danced impatiently, my nostrils inhaled deeply, while my heart, lungs, and brain clamored for their share. Only when my blood promised to distribute Your Grace equally did they settle, blessed by Your divine offering.

Sahebji, i recall a rare moment when my heart and mind worked in perfect harmony. Upon hearing You had slipped and hurt Your eyebrow, they leapt in unison, deaf to logic or reassurance. They propelled me to the airport, onto the next flight, and found no rest until they saw You hale and hearty, radiant in the Ashram. Such teamwork, ignited by Your love.

Once, when You offered me a slice of pizza from Your plate, every sense—eyes, nose, ears—yearned to merge with my mouth, to partake in that sacred moment.

Saheb, i cannot fully comprehend these experiences, then or now. To me, they are wondrous reflections of Your boundless love and grace.

Not many may believe me. Not many may understand.
Not many can relate to such divine encounters.

But I know You do, for You are the cause, the source, the reason for these living miracles in my life.

Thank You.
Thank You.
Thank You.
Thank You.
Thank You.
Forever Yours,