His Eyes

• Dear Aum

You have to allow the words to slip on the page. That’s the only way to fill the blank page and know what your heart yearns to seek.

Everytime it poses challenge-you don’t know, do you, how the empty spaces would be filled with the questions that your mind and heart holds? Without asking how are you doing, I know, there at Monastery, with Master and your soul mates, you must be having great time, keeping your journey on the tract.

I have to be honest, I do miss you all, at the same time, feel your presence here with me, in one form or the other. For me now, my work station is the place to bow.

I know I am writing after a very long time and I don’t know from where should I begin? What shall I write? The problem that I know or the solution that already have decided and come to terms with me.

There was this inner urge to write after a very long time. I am changed, so have situations and circumstances. There are people in my life who are coming like new books. My taciturn nature however sometimes make them misjudge and misunderstand me. This doesn’t affect me anymore.

Something strange however happened in the last week. A lady visited my office along with her son who is grown up with good mannerism and have a Bachelor’s Degree in Mechanical Engineering. While I wasn’t interested in listening to them, the sadness in the eyes of the boy somehow caught my attention. The father met with an accident a year ago and this young boy has a sister whose marriage is due. The Son and the Mother duo are doing their best to find a suitable match for her, however their finances doesn’t support. They are somehow meeting their ends meet. There is paucity-we all acknowledged that.

There was complacency on the face of mother, however, no complaints with life’s and it’s happenings, despite wrinkles on her face there seemed to be a sense of contentment for taking care of her family.

There was an immediate connect I felt with them. We couldn’t talk much. There isn’t any opportunity available at this time, however there is an inner urge and pull that I feel for them. This hasn’t happened before. I talked to Rukmani also about it. She kept mum and didn’t suggest or give her opinion on this. On LinkedIn I have shared within my contacts however haven’t received any response so far.

Somehow I feel for the boy. Could you suggest shall I send him to Monastery? He is a young lad, his family needs and finances are more pressing than his spiritual growth at this time, however, somehow my gut says, his panacea shall unveil at Monastery!

Eagerly waiting for your response. My love and prayers to everyone. And yes, I liked the graffiti designs that you all shared in the pics and look forward to watching you all in your final soccer match. All the best!

Yours

Kartavya