There were days when my home used to be filled with laughter, arguments, fights, jokes and loads of mischief. Books used to be strewn all over the place. Pens and books all over, and clothes messing the rooms, thrown on the beds. I used to shout at them to tidy up their mess. In the morning: One would wake up and say: Maa I can't find a certain book,I can't find my perfume. And the other one will say: Mama where's my homework, I forgot to complete my homework. Everyone used to ask about their lost possessions. And I would say, but take care of your stuff, be responsible, you have to grow up, I won't go with u to ur university ! And today I stand at the doorway of each bedroom. The beds are empty. All the cupboards have only a few pieces of clothes in them. And what remains is the smell of memories that lingers in the air. Each one is special for these memories will fill the empty ache in my heart. All I have now is the memory of their laughter and their m...
Advaya the ultimate truth, is Anant..... unlimited, infinite, boundless.... Let's join hands and bring the best out of this undepletable human resource. Let us spread the light and delight every soul, while we are here and commit ourselves to mind, body and soul development of one and all. Note: This blog was previously named as 'This is Life', however, after a lot of thought, this name has been changed to 'Advaya Anant'.