I Am Eternally Obliged to You..

Jai Shri Hari. My infinite salutations at my Master’s lotus feet. My sincere gratitude to OS family , Sadhana app team members and Black lotus team for making these extra ordinary beautiful things and gifting these to the humanity for the betterment of every one . Most of all  each and every gratitude and love to Swamiji, our Master, our Guru our Father.. for whom it all happened and is happening continuously. And Happy Navaratri  to all of you. 

                                                                                                 What is my mother to me? Is she only my mother? Off lately I have realized some more things about her.14 days before she suddenly had a minor stroke in her brain. It was at around 1.30 pm and she was standing near the dining table. Our rooms were in mess and renovation work was going on. Somehow she was stressed too. And that time my brother called her. She was describing very casually to her that she is feeing very light in her left hand. Being a doctor my brother suddenly told her to give me the phone and make a video call. As soon as I did that  he told me to show him certain things by guiding my mother. For example hold the water bottle in her left hand and drink from the bottle by taking the bottle near her mouth. As my mother did that we saw her hand was shaking. My brother told me to call our uncle who is also a doctor and arrange  MRI  . And so it happened. Within half an hour we took her to lab and did it. According to medical term she had a minor stroke which can be non specific. Something serious could have been happened. But luckily it did not occur. So it is GRACE. 

                                                                                             But that one minor stroke was scary. I realized suddenly what she is to me in all these years. She became my other part . When it happened I exactly do not remember. All my mistakes , my ignorance my flaws .. everything she has witnessed. At least the Divine in her witnessed. She held my hand in all these years. In that home it was only me and her . Of course Wally is there now  since one year. Her pain , her sorrow , my pain and sorrow we both shared with each other. I never thought that its temporary.  That house is hers. The bedroom, the living room, the kitchen, the balcony every where her feel , her touch  her love surrounds like  scent. How can I survive if something will happen ? This much I am sure I will never be the same.  In that very moment I felt very vacant. All wisdom, all knowledge all… absolutely everything was suddenly felt baseless.  Sushri Diya ji has told in her blog and also in her video that everything is information unless and until you experience it . So abhi  futfut ke rona baki hai… abhi saans tham jana baki hai. abhi is adhurapan ko aur nazdiki se dekhna baki hai… abhi fut fut ke rona baki hai.. May GOD protect my mother. May Swamiji protect my mother. May Lord Ram protect my mother like a father protects his daughter, a brother protects his sister.. 

                                                                                      maa tum devi ho.. tum hi sabkuch ho.. meri raushni ho..