...contd....
“Maybe
you’ve” continued Priya “but when he explains, he gives general dos and don’ts
and explains in a generic way. But our Guruji specifically addresses our issues
singularly!”
“That’s
because her students are handful here and our Swamiji’s students are in lakhs
and his ashrams spread over so many countries” Chanda retorted. She was always
pro-Swamiji – her Guru whenever she came here. We never understood why she
thought he was so great? Why not go to him to seek answers, healing and
counselling? No, for that she would rush here, but would praise him and
wouldn’t leave any stone unturned to point out that our Guruji was no match to
his popularity. Our Guruji never ever seemed to be bothered about it. But not
us! We felt like throttling her neck sometimes for being so mean. Taking help
of our Guruji and yet vomiting so much of venom on her.
Priya
was clearly irritated by now. We could see that.
Thankfully, Aziz took over.
“So
true Chanda. Your Guruji is an ocean and our Guruji is just a small pond and
our thirst is quenched by coming to her. That’s all!”
“Not
everyone can go to ocean and hence have to satisfy themselves with the pond in
their neighbourhood” she replied.
We
were amused to see how her ego was satisfied with this metaphoric explanation.
His statement meant something else but her ‘ego’ understood it to her
convenience. Good for all! Sometimes it was best left when misunderstood.
We
did tell each other that this was totally uncalled for act of hers (Chandu’s)
but we can do nothing to put an end to hers’ or for that matter anyone’s act!
...contd....
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