These few days with Guruji were like
heaven. He had embraced all of us and taken us under his wing. He was what my
mother was searching for all these years.
His love was what I was looking for all
my life. You all have been given admission.Said Guruji. What does that mean? I
asked foolishly.Guruji replied I have accepted you all as my disciples.I was
obviously very happy to hear this but I had to ask him another foolish
question.Guruji does not everyone become your
disciple once they come to you? No he said Nai, har koi mera chela nai
ban sakda. Hale ta kai loga nu admission form hi nai mileThanu sareyan nu
admission ta mil gayi par tusi saare different classes wich ho. Kaun kis class
wich hai oh mahapurush da secret hunda hai. Asi nai bata sakde.
Not everybody who comes to me can become
my disciple.Some people have not yet been given admission forms. He continued
Even thought you have got admission,you are all in different classes,and that
is secret that saints don’t reveal. Although I treat everyone equally but my
blessings are according to your individual levels.
Guruji was soft and kind yet at times no
one could be as stern as him. Ego was something he never tolerated and often
told people to leave theirs behind before coming to him.All he ever wanted from
his disciple was unconditional love and surrender, and whoever gave him these,
their every little need and desires were looked after.
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