I find that if this blog is to survive in any form at all then it needs a new context. But I find I have let so much water flow under the bridge that I am baulking at the effort it will take me to provide this context. The water that has passed has been so rich, so colorful, and so important that I have never been sure that I could do it justice in words. So after much deliberation I have decided on bullet points.
- I found my Guru
- My life is now different
As for the rest, I resort to Kabir.
Akath Kahani Prem Ki, Kutch Kahi Na Jaye
Goonge Keri Sarkara, Baithe Muskae
This untellable story of love, not a word can be spoken of it
A dumb man tastes a sweet, he sits and smiles
Now having labeled myself dumb, I hope I am able to talk more.
And when I speak you will know from where I speak, no?