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The Master & The Disciple

The Master & The Disciple

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Finally,

Taking one last step,

I reached the top of the mountain

And found him there -

Sitting in his typical nonchalant manner

Just as in my dreams of thousand nights

Sitting there with his eyes closed -

Humble and modest, old and frail

Yet undoubtedly elegant and serene.


“MASTER!”

I bowed and he smiled,

A shiver ran through my being

As I felt his mind’s eye penetrating my soul

-my innermost core.

Overwhelmed, I sat down,

And closed my eyes,

Still able to see him inside my mind.


“I know your query” his voice boomed,

lass="ql-align-justify">“Your soul is thirsty

You seek the truth, 

So here is the truth -

Just listen to the secret sound, 

The real sound of silence, which is inside you

And you will find the truth

You are the truth...


I could see/ sense his face

Breaking into a beatific smile

“All know that the drop merges into the ocean,

But few know that the ocean merges into the drop.”

Shocked, I opened my eyes

He was gone.


With a beatific smile of my own

I silently stood up and turned around

To take the first step

In my journey towards self-realization!


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