Abheek’s love for his lady with the most beautiful eyes, and God were similar. In everything, his Love was spread over. The world was impregnated with the presence of his God and his Love. There was no transaction between Abheek and his Love. No transactions at all!
In the world today which is defined only by transactions – give and take. People do one thing in return to another. It’s like mutual favours matching. The life loses its depth in such transactional scheme of things. Always there is a condition attached to everything. The situation is driven by self importance and the selfishness.
But in this state of immense love, Abheek has lost his individuality. He doesn’t exist anymore. Only what exists is his Love and his God. Neither God nor his Love talks to him. Neither of them reciprocates to him. But then those return transactions or acknowledgements doesn’t mean anything.
For Abheek, he himself doesn’t exist. He is one with his Love. It is just She. It is just God. And Nothing else. He takes care of Her memories. And most importantly he meditates in her Love. He sees her eyes in the dawn, feels her breath in the wind, sees her smile in the sunshine. The whole creation is She and She is the whole creation. Abheek doesn’t exist anywhere. What exists is His Love.
The Love overflows his heart and touches everything around and blesses his entire life. He expresses his heartiest gratitude to God for enabling him to express Him through his Love, his work, and his duties!
There is such darkness, pain, fear, anger hatred, jealousy, ego and anxieties all around. In this bloody ocean, Abheek’s Devotion to God and Her helps him from getting drowned! He is lifted up from all the miseries and he basis in the grace of Love and Devotion. For him being able to Love Her is a skilful art that he had been practising for 15 years now. He is becoming real good in that!
Today Abheek has his heart filled with Love for Divine and expression of the Divine through his Lady with the Most Beautiful eyes. He uses that nectar of the heart filled love to write and share it with her. He just wants to make her know how Special She is! How Precious She is! Writing about her is like Puja to Abheek!
‘Love you Vibha!’ Sighed Abheek as he prostrated in front of the Great Statue of Bahubali in that moonlight night!
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