6 years passed..
6 years back, by this time, The first answers for the prayer of the heart came. Time has passed since then, ups and downs, and this leap from 5 to 6 indeed was most challenging, and should remind corrections in the journey hereafter. Those days of kissing the early morning dew, walking high up, searches to find You; ashes on the forehead, beard, and Rudhraksh, walking on foot for miles with one thought: finding a meaning. Hiding anger, burying passions, eyes on the sky looking ever, tears were the only solace. My asking to connect with the Whole repeated day after day. College notes filled with poems of longing and despair, signed off as recluse and mad by those in the world. The game went on till I met someone impressive, carrying Your image on his home wall. My freak questions and weird imaginations— You answered very patiently. Never You let me loose, and ensured I let loose all those heavy bonds of non-sense. You shone bright, day after day, and one day, the brigh...