Me, My Guru on a Road Trip

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“I went to meet her not knowing anything else to do. She had first let me cry to my heart’s content. Then she gave me some tea to drink. As I was drinking the tea she actually started telling a story “Once upon a time in a holy forest lived a saint so deeply engrossed in his spiritual practices, that enlightenment for him was just a stone’s throw away. At such a time, he saw a wounded fawn- a baby deer. So tender, so beautiful, pure and innocent that his affections compelled him to take it along with him and tend to it regularly till it got better. By the time it got better quite some time had elapsed. And during this time, as he was taking care of this fawn, the saint’s affections for this fawn developed and the fawn reciprocated his love.

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