
What can I even write, Acharya Ji? How do I put this into words?
During the days I spent in London, every moment in your presence gave me something so precious that I simply don't have the words to describe it. At the same time, I could clearly see the smallness within myself.
Whenever I'm with you, there's a constant longing in my heart to spend just a little more time in your company. And on the other hand, there is your selfless love a love that doesn't even care for the body's own limitations, a love that keeps showering compassion and affection on all of us without pause.
On one side is my longing. On the other is the immeasurable height of your love.
Yesterday's session on the Isha Upanishad was organized especially for those of us who were leaving London. Despite your ill health, you personally made sure everything was arranged and looked after us yourself.
Acharya Ji, who are we?
We aren't even able to give ourselves completely to you.
Yet you never leave even the slightest room for holding back when it comes to giving to us.
We keep talking about our little discomforts, while you despite carrying burdens and real physical suffering yourself and never miss an opportunity to shower us with love.
Acharya Ji, you are only two or three years older than my own son. But had I never met you, I would have spent my entire life trapped by my own ego, never seeing my shortcomings, my foolishness, or the chains that bound me.
I was 63 years old when I met you. Slowly, my life began to change. I found a completely new way of living. It truly felt as though I had been born again.
Acharya Ji, you have given me a new birth.
You have given my life a new purpose.
You showed me the path out of the foul garbage of my past and helped me discover a life worth living.
Everyone in my family(my husband, my son, and my daughter-in-law) went to Bangkok for a wedding in our own family. But I was able to say no with complete clarity and choose to come to London instead. It is your guidance that has given me the ability to see what truly matters.
There is another grand wedding celebration in Chennai on the 18th. My husband objected to my going to Delhi. He said, "Fine, you didn't attend the wedding, but at least be there for the party."
I gently but firmly refused because I want to attend the Weekend with Master in Delhi.
I also asked him, "Have you ever come to be part of the moments that truly matter to me?"
He was silent, no words.
Today, I am leaving London and going back to India.
So many sessions are still left, and yet I have to go.
My heart is heavy.
My endless gratitude to you, Acharya Ji.
Posted by Shashi Bhaiya, student of Gita Community.