Hare Rama Hare Rama Hare Rama Hare Rama!!
And after the Tarot almost spoilt it all, my Lord came to save me.
They dont call him God – The Creator and Protector of all, for nothing.
What a change!
I was always a God-fearing human, but not God-chanting or searching-solace-in-temple-soul.
Way may be any, he does enter your life; the fact that he does whenever you need Him, makes Him the God!
And as thankful I am to him for being there, as emotion drenched I am inside. Bhakti-Ras which was almost negligible in my life earlier, oozes out of me at every moment. I am almost in love with Him.
Looking at Him every instant. Conversing with Him almost every instant.
He is a living entity for me now. He lives with me, within me, every hour, every second, every moment. And I am not embarrassed of being quoted as one. Am not boastful too.
It is a content feeling.
It is the end.
It is my Moksha!
Things do make me sad. I still do get angry. I do offend people.
Sometimes too much.
My own people. People who love me the most.
Yet the fact that He is with me, does not make me feel like a Devil.
I repent. I repent like a still-not-perfect or still-not-good-enough person.
I look at Him and it brings me smile. I love Him. He raises the Love Affection Quotient inside me.
Yet the fact that He is with me, does not make me feel like a Devil.
I repent. I repent like a still-not-perfect or still-not-good-enough person.
I look at Him and it brings me smile. I love Him. He raises the Love Affection Quotient inside me.
He makes me cry, He makes me feel alright when I go to sleep at night.
How I cry and smile when I look at Him, almost like a forlorn lover, though with much more love.
Shree Ram Jai Jai Ram!!
He is my anchor. He is my skeleton structure, without Him am wobbly inside.
And am so thankful to Him for that.
You are to me what my Mother is to me. Just I am not that open with Her as before.
Because now it hurts Her. She is my support but my weakness weakens her.
So I have come to you.
Give me strength O Lord, now that I confess all.
I keep asking from You and You keep giving. Help me in becoming as good a consort of Yours as You are my Lord.
Thank You my Ram / Krishna / Bajrang Bali / … as many Avatars you don to rescue me.
How I cry and smile when I look at Him, almost like a forlorn lover, though with much more love.
Shree Ram Jai Jai Ram!!
He is my anchor. He is my skeleton structure, without Him am wobbly inside.
And am so thankful to Him for that.
You are to me what my Mother is to me. Just I am not that open with Her as before.
Because now it hurts Her. She is my support but my weakness weakens her.
So I have come to you.
Give me strength O Lord, now that I confess all.
I keep asking from You and You keep giving. Help me in becoming as good a consort of Yours as You are my Lord.
Thank You my Ram / Krishna / Bajrang Bali / … as many Avatars you don to rescue me.
