Disappointments are the fruits of expectation,Pain is watered by malignant thoughts,Hope is the force and energy -Driven till insanity pervades thy existence. Soul is the source of Divinity, that calls upon All magnetic realities;Like a metal having pointed edges -Like all good things with their subdued evils.
But, when one learns the art of self dependence, None can obstruct thy path, disappointments are kept at bay As one is prepared with back up plans for the consequences of breaking expectations. Invincible strength mighty power; supreme spirit -Reins and enforces a determination to achieve everything in your way ;Diffusing all evidence of pain or malignant thought as one heads to Vanquish and destroy everything and win over oneself, No mercy for anyone, no sympathy for mistakes - Focus is in the blood. None are blamed as one rides on self responsibility - Blood seeks thy goal with such pace;Doubts have no space, desire has no credit
This is the secret for eternal joy, Spirit lies untamed, Love is thy very existence ; Peace is your state. A realization seeps in, where absolution exists One feels most loved in non existence.
I literally visited Kali ghat which i have never done ever before , having visited Kolkata for the past 20years. And that too on the 1st day.
I visited Birla Mandir, on a most remote day and time, when i went for a task with significant importance, just before that. When, it just happened that Birla mandir was in the area and I just happened to come across it and make a visit when nothing of the sort was planned.
And then, visited Pandals of Durga mata, the whole night on the 9th . From 10.30pm - 7am in the morning.
In a cab that took me around after 2am , when the others left me back home ; but i wasn't contented and wanted to visit all.
Since, it was told that from the 6th day i.e. 10th night that crowd would be maddening.
Auspicious , and most beautiful experience ever.
As it is said, at the highest level of spiritual being one has to travel alone after a certain point. your friends, relatives all fade away after you reach the gateway to the path you walk. That's exactly what happened to me.
The aesthetic sense and beauty of visiting each place was truly glorious.
