My Guru Maa माँ
I do not yet feel worthy enough to
speak about my Guru
—the Divine Father.
Not because I lack the ability to speak,
but because any words I offer may be incomplete,
partial, or fail to do justice to His glory.
In truth, it is not only about Him;
the Five Perfect Masters and all
Devi Devatas know that my heart
has surrendered fully to only
ONE
-------- Maa Vanadurgā
And while I truly long to write
about the greatness
of Śrīman Nārāyaṇa,
I cannot—for at this moment,
I am not permitted.
In a household,
one has a natural
bond with the Mother,
while the Father silently works
without expecting recognition
from anyone.
In the spiritual realm too,
the truth is the same.
Rare indeed are those
who recognize
His greatness.
If I were to write
only one line,
it would be this:
Without Him,
there is no possibility
of receiving
the darśanam of Mā Vanadurgā.
Therefore, I find myself
with very little courage
to write about Him,
for I fear
—can I truly do Him justice,
or not?
If Nārāyaṇa is Truth, then my mother, Mā Vanadurgā, is Truth.
If Nārāyaṇa is the Only Reality, then my mother is also that Only Reality.
Wherever Nārāyaṇa exists, my mother, Mā Vanadurgā, is present.
And wherever my mother’s presence is felt, Śrīman Nārāyaṇa is always there.
Therefore, for me, my Pita is the greater reality — for only through him can I behold my mother.
I don’t know what else to write — these lines are simply the testimony of my heart.
And to the innocent, pure soul, the one who, with just a tender whisper of Maa...,
grants me an initiation far beyond words.
I knew no language to read except English.
But what I learnt came solely through the unconditional love
a Mother gave to this undeserving child.
And to him, without whom I would have no existence of my own...
If he would have not been there, whom had I tried to copy, emulate, act, and get inspired
