Me, My Guru

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I waited for her to continue as she looked out of the window. When she took a deep breath she continued “People when they see Gurus, Masters –they see the way the master sits, talks, dresses why even pauses and smile is noted and imitated by them.  By behaving in a certain fashion and mouthing “profane words” they think they’ve become their Master’s replica.  But it is not so.  Because, the essence of the Master – the character, knowledge and the Beingness is actually missed out completeness – which is actually the core content of the Master.  They interpret their Master’s words – they don’t understand them per se.  they act and smile like them but don’t know the reason for the same.  So, they more or less become hallow life-less replicas of their Master at the most if they imitate their Masters.  That’s all!

But, since the essence hasn’t changed – nothing’s actually changed”.

Having said that she seemed to be in great pain…….

I waited not understanding the cause of her pain.  Cool breeze calmed my senses as it passed by.  I hadn’t known till then that I was actually tensed. She looked lost in her pain – still and I re-run her words ‘essence’ in my mind and then ……..

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