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This morning I contacted the Department of Fair Trading – Service NSW and talked with someone who would listen to me about the book I have written.

I said to them, “I have not been able to publicize  the book Build it With Love. This book is important for the world and cannot be published quietly. You need to write to the media about it. If you do not write to the media about it today, I will self immolate in front of your office tomorrow. Self immolation of a saint releases the right energy for the good of the world.”

I expect them to say that they will send an advertisement to the media paid by the media today, about the book Build it With Love.

Love you!




I am taken where I am needed.

It is a weekday; I am at home in front of the computer doing some research on a company for a job interview. Suddenly a thought arises I must go to the shopping centre. Why must I go? I must get milk, before the kids get home. I get ready for shopping and drive to the Eastgardens shopping centre.

It is not like me to come without a list for shopping. All I can think of is milk, to buy. I buy bread and eggs in addition and am wondering – what do I do next? There is something else to do. Walking past the coffee bar toward the car park, I feel like relaxing with a hot chocolate. The coffee man charmingly asks me if he can interest me in a chai latte with the vanilla flavour.

“Yes. You can because you are asking so charmingly,” I give in.

“You can sit anywhere, I will bring it to you shortly,” he says cheerily.

I really do not want a drink, I would prefer to go home and have my lunch shortly. Just the same I am going to enjoy it. Where do I sit? All tables that are marked for this bar seem taken, with cups, plates, newspapers and mobile phones. The only one with the least on it, I go to. There’s a young girl sitting relaxed with her take away drink in front of her. She is going through her mobile phone.

I: “Do you mind?” I ask her. I will call her Simone.

Simone: “Sure. Please do.”

We comment on our beautiful ear rings and start talking. Simone tells me she is on a break at the moment. She is a freelancer of some sort. She had a boyfriend that introduced her to India. The boyfriend moved on, but she cannot get enough of India. She is planning to go on a trip shortly there. And her brother might join her as well.

“How come you look so serene and peaceful?” she asks.

I tell her what I am into. She is into yoga and meditation as well. And then I tell her about the Guru coming to Sydney and how she could, if she were not going to India shortly, do the course with me. We laugh. She has decided especially because of her brother. I tell her it is Ok, there is always another time.

And then she suddenly tells me,

Simone: “I am pleasantly surprised that you are sitting here talking with me, a stranger, like this. You listened to me say about anything and everything. People do not come like that now-a-days. They have their paper to read, mobile phone to work with…”

I woke up this morning for you my dear. You are pleased to have me talk with you for only ten minutes?

I look around. And yes that is true, people are always busy. They keep themselves busy.

I: “I am on my break now, when I am working you won’t find me in the shopping centre at all.”

We laugh.

I feel she wants something from me. I check my bag. The brochures about the Guru’s visit that I had, I have exhausted them just yesterday at the library. Now it is coming back to me, I bought milk, bread and eggs yesterday already, when I visited the library at this very centre.

I tell her if I had the brochure about the events around the Guru’s visit, I could have given it to her for keep sake from me.

Simone: “Do you want my mobile number maybe to keep in touch for later?” She is asking me sweetly.

I think she is hesitating to ask for my mobile number. I remember my networking days working a multi-level marketing business; I prided myself being a good networker.

“You take the control, you get their number, if you leave it to them they won’t contact you…”

I: “There is no need for that, if it is meant to be we will meet again.”

We part soon after.

Well I have not met Simone yet. However, she reflected back to me who I am today.

Love you!


You have options…

The Guru says we eternally long for one of three things from life:

  1. Freedom – Freedom from attachments
  2. Knowledge – Knowledge of the self, the universe, the truth
  3. Love – Love of the self, the world

The path to each is different, the path of knowledge is the hardest … Attaining any one of these results in attaining the other two by default! Leading lives without guidance we go on faltering in circles around the same problem with different people, different circumstances – not knowing we are happiness within, we seek happiness from outside …

With guidance of a Guru however we blossom … in our own time… The Guru makes it that much easier and fun, with his special breathing technique and knowledge that is easy (without complex words) to imbibe…

I start off with a firm foot seeking freedom… even as I enjoy my progress I am distracted off course, James becomes the object of affection I need to have…

Divine Love

Picture – Divine Love – Radha and Krishna are an embodiment of Divine Love!
This was my first painting in acrylic.

Sept 2006

With my casual request to meet not giving results, I want to give James a hint. I send him the picture of ‘Divine Love’ I painted with a line “… to the person who had to break his shoulder to meet me…” The next day I am concentrated at work… a CHILL rises up my spine! James is reading my email! …

Dec 2006

Another time I send him a detailed letter typed up…

I am on my way to work on the bus. Oh! He got it! I can tell James is reading my letter! All of a sudden I feel buckets full of energy of pleasance descend on me!

This is just the beginning…

Dec 2010

What reason must a man give a woman not to befriend her?

James: ‘Oh! You have options’ (in subtle energy)

It is true; I have few professional, accomplished, and handsome, seemingly available bachelors for friends on my face book account. Should this be my problem? No! My challenge is James thinks I have an option…

Love you!



Happy Australia Day to all Australians!

Happy Republic Day to all Indians!

Love you!


Letting go and me

Let go. What would I let go of? – It may seem like I let go of my ideas about things, my expectations, people, and events and so on. Every time I say I let go or I let be, my attachment to what I let go or be dropped.

We can only be content within ourselves. Some people are blessed in life to be content within themselves without having to let go.

Paradoxically, I can only let be, after I have done hundred percent of everything I can to hold it.

In May 2006,

“Would you like the results of this homa (offerings to sacred fire) to be that Mukur comes back to you?” the priest asked.

“Because your relationship was in trouble four years ago, it held for this long only because of your attempts. I saw this in your horoscope,” he added.

Four years ago, I arranged for us to perform a Gruha Shanti homa (offerings to sacred fire for peace at home). A year later Kishan was born.

“Whatever the results will be, I would like it to be peace for Mukur and me.” I said.

What is was meant to be. I have lost my wedding ring three times since our first year of marriage. Most holidays we went we had one or the other challenge – It is no one’s fault if we get injured on a holiday and the family has to suffer. If the going was tough for me, I did not dwell on it. I worked on what I could toward how I wanted things to be.

I can only let be by being hundred percent in that moment of consideration to let be and every moment leading up to it.

It is seven months since Mukur left in November 2005. I promised myself to give him six months to reconsider his decision to leave the family home. Now that he has not, I must respect his decision and let him be. I am at peace with this thinking.

We started out as perfect couple to be. By the time when Mukur left, we were indifferent to each other in our relationship. We did not support, uplift or communicate with each other. I admire and respect Mukur’s courage in making the decision all by himself to leave our fifteen year marriage. Although I have found it hard to reconcile with his decision, I know I must take it in my stride and start living.

To let go, I check every possible reason why that person or event must be in my mind. I let go when I am grateful for what I received through them.

I learnt to love, to be fair and carefree from Mukur. I am grateful for these gifts from Mukur.

With the knowledge I have now, I can see letting go as an act of the heart with the permission of the mind – it is spiritual; it is surrender and faith together in action.

Four months before Mukur left I had reconsidered the three month-to-five year goals in three areas of my life, which I had charted on large white calendar sheets stuck on the wall. They were all the right things I wanted to have, considering my situation. What was missing was what I heart-fully longed for – togetherness with my husband. I wrote in my goals what my heart wished for:

I want my husband to be loving and caring of me.

I want my husband to want to show that he is loving and caring of me.

I want my husband to want to listen to me.

I want my husband to be uplifting of me.

I want my husband to be supportive of me with what I want to do.

I want my husband to share the chores at home.

These were heartfelt. I was delighted writing them. I knew if these were granted, my other goals would manifest with time.

In May 2006, looking at these again, I asked my mind to free my husband, and ask these from myself instead.

With Love!


Made for each other!

March 1990,

Mukur is three years older to me. We are a similar height, and we looked similar too (in a couple of pictures). Spiritually and technically we were inspired by the same people, Swami Vivekananda and Sir M Visvesvaraya. However I believe this was the case with most peers of his and mine. I kept a mini ‘thus spake’ book of each of them, Mukur kept A4 sized pictures of them. We were interested and inspired by the same aspects in the same books: In How to win friends, the whole book; and in Lee Iacocca, the part of the book where he says food industry is an evergreen industry. We both were excited about the possibility of running a business in the future. In addition, the love of food bonded us together.

I was enthralled by his collection of music: sensuous and moving light music, movie songs and devotional songs. I had not indulged in light music, owing to my love of studies. He was easy-going in every way, something distant to my studious nature. But then, I had no problems adapting to it; to my surprise and chagrin, I even started enjoying it.

Early 2005,

I have adapted myself to who Mukur is and what he enjoys. I have forgotten how I like to be and what I love to do. Now, I love myself this way too. How to bring balance now?

Love you!


Happy New Year!!

Wish you a happy, prosperous and blissfully spiritual New Year 2014!!

Love you!



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