Author: Priyanka Murarka

Chartered Accountant I Company Secretary I Personal blogger I Mudra Therapist I Wellness & Transformational Healing Coach I Spiritual Seeker

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Eternal Love: A Mother's Legacy

Raised by an Extraordinary Mother: A Year of Love and Healing

Dear Mumma,

It’s been a year since your departure from this realm, and I am still breathing—I did not fall apart. It’s not ordinary.

When Bajrang Bali visited me in a dream on the day you embarked on your eternal journey, it was not ordinary—an extraordinary blessing for me, as I honor you as an eternal being in human form and the creator of love and light in my life.

You introduced Lord Krishna as my Guru, and Krishna introduced you as my personal Guru on the day of your departure. It’s not ordinary.

I have remained sane and have consciously taken care of my mental and physical well-being. It’s not ordinary.

I stand upright where the mind is without fear, head held high, and remain grounded in the roots of existence. It’s not ordinary.

In the face of adversity, I stay calm and hold on to hope without losing my temper. It’s not ordinary.

You visit me in dreams, blessing me consciously before even the tiniest events in my life. It’s not ordinary.

As a former bibliophobe, reading 16 books this past year and applying their teachings despite your absence is not ordinary.

Writing multiple blog posts about our experience, your eternal love, guidance, and blessings over the past year—it’s not ordinary.

Managing a home alongside a full-time job and reviving several passions I once cherished—it’s not ordinary.

Having a career that’s both rewarding and inspiring—it’s not ordinary.

Seeing my paintings, writings, and interviews featured in newsletters—it’s not ordinary.

Cultivating wisdom to deal with difficult people while maintaining peace of mind—it’s not ordinary.

Being seen as an epitome of strength by those around me—it’s not ordinary.

Attending a seminar by a spiritual master just a week after your cremation ceremony—it’s not ordinary.

Every achievement, reward, and recognition I’ve received this past year—both at work and in personal life—is not ordinary.

When someone who visited our home only a couple of times in the last decade stayed by us after your departure—it’s not ordinary.

When those who once claimed to be the “best ones” in my life withdrew, I did not miss them, nor did I feel lonely. It’s not ordinary.

Forgiving and showing compassion to those who tried to hurt or break you—it’s not ordinary.

Receiving miracles, guidance, and help in various aspects of life—it’s not ordinary.

Understanding with clarity that I am merely an instrument, and you are the Doer—it’s not ordinary.

When I have been raised and nurtured in the lap of an extraordinary mother, how could I live an ordinary life?

I feel your presence in every cell of my existence.
I feel your presence in every vein of my existence.
I feel your presence with every breath of my existence.

My entire universe lies at your lotus feet.
Your eternal love and blessings fuel my life.

With you by my side, I will leave no stone unturned and make you proud—until we meet again at our eternal home.

Love you, Gurve Namah!

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Eternal Love: A Mother's Legacy

I Thrive in Mumma’s Love: Journey of Strength and Support

Since your departure from this realm on January 27, 2023, I feel as though I have been reborn. It has been six months, and my life has changed forever. The deep-rooted nurturing and eternal love you provided have shaped my life even before I entered this world. Here are a few highlights:

Dear Mumma,

Since your departure from this realm on January 27, 2023, I feel as though I have been reborn. It has been six months, and my life has changed forever. The deep-rooted nurturing and eternal love you provided have shaped my life even before I entered this world. Here are a few highlights:

  • The strength to hold myself together.
  • The strength to face the material world.
  • The strength to stand by Dad and Didi.
  • The level of patience during obstacles.
  • The ability to manage responsibilities at home and daily chores while dedicating time to work.
  • The ability to work with focus and love on every project.
  • The ability to meditate every single day.
  • The passion for reading books and regular prayer.
  • The ability and desire to learn musical instruments, journal, and tend to my plants.
  • The compassion and empathy in the face of challenges.
  • The introduction of Nisha Mam into my life and my passion for learning Mudra and the application of the five elements.
  • The love and compassion that Preeti Mam showers on me, along with my first-ever reading partner.
  • The love and compassion I see in the eyes of relatives for whom I once held bitter feelings.
  • Beyond the support of maids, security personnel, the cook, neighbors, the Mudra group, the Sujok clinic, and work seniors, I experience love and compassion even from strangers—such as the Uber driver, rickshaw puller, or vendors.

This list is infinite and has no end.

You are the doer, and I am merely an instrument in your hands. My life is completely surrendered, and I choose to humbly live as guided. Everything that comes to me feels like a gift from you.

Sometimes people ask me to “pray to your mom for this or that,” and I feel conflicted. How can I explain that you have already showered me with so much, even without being asked? It makes me feel like I am committing a great crime, making me feel insignificant and embarrassed.

Mumma, I love you with all the quarks and gluons (the tiniest things in the universe according to material realms) of my existence. My only comfort and inspiration come from knowing that you are free from all pain and suffering, resting in peace, and one with our Lord.

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Eternal Love: A Mother's Legacy Healing and Spirituality

A New Dawn: The Rebirth of My Soul After Loss

After Mumma departed from this realm on January 27, 2023, it felt as though I had been reborn. The six months that followed have changed my life forever. Her deep-rooted nurturing and unconditional love shaped me even before I entered this world, and now I see her influence in every aspect of my life.

Here are just a few ways her essence continues to guide me:

  • The strength to hold myself together through life’s challenges.
  • The courage to face the material world with dignity.
  • The resilience to stand by Dad and Sisters, supporting them as she would have.
  • The patience to endure obstacles without losing hope.
  • The ability to manage household responsibilities while staying dedicated to work.
  • The focus and love I bring to every project I undertake.
  • The discipline to meditate daily, which grounds and centers me.

Her legacy inspires me to embrace the small joys of life:

  • Reading books, praying, and engaging in activities that nourish my soul.
  • Cultivating hobbies like music, journaling, and gardening.
  • Finding compassion and empathy even amidst challenges.

Her blessings have brought new teachers and connections into my life:

  • Nisha Mam, who ignited my passion for learning Mudra and understanding the five elements.
  • Preeti Mam, who showers me with love and compassion and became my first-ever reading partner.
  • Relatives who now show love and care, replacing the bitterness that once existed.
  • Support from maids, security personnel, the cook, neighbors, my Mudra group, the Sujok clinic, work seniors and colleagues.
  • Even strangers—Uber drivers, rickshaw pullers, vendors—offer me kindness that feels orchestrated by Mumma herself.

This list is endless, just like her love.

I see Mumma as the doer, while I am simply an instrument of her will. My life is entirely surrendered to her guidance, and I accept everything as a gift from her.

Sometimes, people ask me to “pray to your mom for this or that.” It’s difficult to explain that her blessings are already woven into every part of my life. Asking for more feels like a disservice to the infinite abundance she has already provided.

Mumma lives within me, in every quark and gluon of my being. Knowing that she is at peace, free from pain, and united with the divine gives me the strength and inspiration to move forward.

Embracing Love and Gratitude: A Legacy Beyond Loss

Life has a way of unfolding beyond our control, and sometimes, the hardest moments—like loss—offer the most profound revelations about who we truly are. My journey with Mumma’s wisdom has shown me that love and gratitude have the power to transcend all boundaries, even beyond the physical realm.

If you’re reading this, I urge you to pause and truly reflect. The relationships that shape you are gifts—take a moment to express deep gratitude for them. Honor the love, the lessons, and the sacrifices, and let those teachings guide you in every step you take. Whether it’s in nurturing your bonds, showing compassion, or simply being present, every action matters. Even the smallest gesture holds infinite power.

Cherish those you hold dear, honor their legacies, and remember this: life’s deepest essence lies not in material gains, but in the boundless love we give, the service we offer, and the surrender we embrace.

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Personal Triumph

My Dad: My Superhero, My Life’s Greatest Teacher

Describe a man who has positively impacted your life.

1. The saying “Himmat-e-mardaa toh madad-e-Khuda” is a timeless piece of wisdom my dad often repeats. It reflects his indomitable spirit and has been a guiding light in my life.
2. The reflections on perseverance, family values, and the strength to overcome challenges are inspired by my father’s incredible journey and the values he has instilled in me through his own life experiences.

They say, “Behind every successful man, there is a woman.”

I say, behind every strong and fearless woman is the unwavering support of a father who believed in her, even when the world didn’t. My dad is that pillar of strength who stood by me, defying societal norms and ignoring the judgments of others, choosing instead to raise me with love, pride, and unwavering belief.

He has always been my greatest supporter. Even when his pockets were empty, he never said no to my dreams. His sacrifices, big or small, ensured I felt like the most cherished child in the world. His love wasn’t just about giving—it was about empowering me to become the best version of myself.

My Dad is My Superhero. He loves and cares through thick and thin, no matter how much I offend or annoy him. From him, I learned the invaluable lesson of “Never Give Up,” a mantra I witnessed in action through his livelihood, experiences, teachings, and values. These have shaped me into who I am today—for all the right reasons.

Every time I stand tall, every time I push forward despite challenges, it’s because I know he’s right there, backing me up with his quiet strength and boundless love. His presence in my life continues to nurture and guide me, reminding me every day that I am capable of anything.

A Glimpse of His Challenges

  • Mental/Emotional Front: He gave up higher studies to support the family business as the eldest son. He faced the insolvency of his own business and the failure of multiple startups. Life tested him further as he endured the loss of his parents, brother, and most recently, Mom.
  • Physical Front: He has faced two brain strokes (25 and 24 years ago), a road accident 18 years ago that left his left side less mobile, and continues to deal with multiple health issues.

Despite these challenges on all fronts, my dad remains a fighter who never gives up. He is self-dependent and lives a disciplined life—meditating, exercising, walking, and commuting for work at least 4-5 times a week. His go-to saying, “Himmat-e-mardaa toh madad-e-Khuda,” meaning, “When men dare, God sends help,” perfectly embodies his spirit.

For me, every day is Dad’s Day. Tomorrow might be Father’s Day as per the English calendar, but I celebrate him daily—for his strength, love, and the values he has instilled in me and our family.

Dad, you are my biggest blessing, my first hero, my forever inspiration, and the ultimate fighter. Thank you for believing in me, for standing by me, and for being my rock.

Life’s journey is often guided by those who stand by us through thick and thin, and for me, that guiding force has always been my father.

Takeaway for You
Life is full of challenges, and my dad’s story is a testament to the power of resilience, discipline, and an unwavering “never give up” spirit.

Take a moment today to celebrate your superheroes—the people who inspire you and help shape your life. Let’s cherish their presence, not just on special days but every single day. ❤️

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Eternal Love: A Mother's Legacy

Rising Through Grief: My Mother’s Love

Mumma left this realm in January, and gradually, after her departure, I began to feel as if the entire universe conspired for my upliftment. Recently, I realized that she never truly left me; she has always been with me and around me, and she always will be. My mother’s love has been the driving force in my life, filled with eternal love and divinity. She has always been a living goddess in my eyes. My day begins and ends with her love and blessings; she is my universe.

I often wish to bring the whole world into action for my parents. No matter how much I sacrifice, I could never repay even a fraction of their unconditional love and dedication. Within a month of her departure from this realm, I:

  • Attempted the Happiness course by Ravi Shankar and started practicing Sudarshan Kriya, followed by Sahaj Samadhi.
  • Learned basic mudras and mudra meditation from Nisha Mam.
  • Received a new job opportunity and recently joined a workplace where I feel fulfilled with my colleagues.
  • Resumed keyboard and driving classes.
  • Began nurturing indoor plants.
  • Maintained regular meditation and physical activity.
  • Adopted healthy eating habits.
  • Overcame impatience, rigidity, and a short temper to a great extent. In extreme situations, I choose to serve with love instead of reacting negatively.

In the last four months, I have been drawn to books that impart immense courage and strength, providing direction in life and helping me live in the present while enjoying the joy of peace.

Do these changes sound normal? To say the least, “No,” they do not. That’s the power of a mother’s love and her divinity driving my life.

I do break down sometimes because, despite multiple practices, emotions overshadow me. I feel the pain as if every cell of my body, every atom of my existence, is in dire need of seeing her, being with her, and feeling her emotional touch. Instantly, I’m reminded that I burned her body with these hands. I can still recall the last glimpse of her feet, which is the key to eternity. It’s alright to break down sometimes and cry your heart out.

I am being watched all the time by her, and she imparts immense strength and courage. I am not a perfect human, nor do I aspire to be one. I aspire to be a great human and to make my parents proud of who I am. I wish to serve my parents and the Lord with love and grace—that’s my sole purpose and goal at the edge of life. Last but not least, all I can say is—I AM TRYING!

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Eternal Love: A Mother's Legacy

INDISPENSABLE LOVE TO ETERNITY

As per the English calendar, it’s Mother’s Day today, and social media is flooded with posts of pictures of mothers and children. It also includes posts from people who are missing their mothers today, as they have left this realm and are resting in peace. My mother was my universe, and I lost her from this realm 3.5 months ago, on January 27, 2023. I was quite curious about the afterlife and read multiple books thinking they would bring me closer to her, but instead, I ended up crying most of the time, which is natural.

What I learned from a few of my recent reads has been incredible and transformative: Don’t worry about the afterlife; start living in the present—NOW—and enjoy the beauty of life, which is showered with the blessings and love of the Divine Mother. Her wisdom showed me two paths: either pull yourself together and live a life she would be proud of, or make your life miserable by missing her every day and falling into depression. Her divine energy is so powerful that it influenced me to practice meditation and read spiritual texts. The Bhagavad Gita taught that the soul never dies. She has always been with me and will never leave. She is in another realm, which is beyond my understanding, but we will meet again.

Every day is Mother’s Day for me, and I consider my parents as gods. It took me 3.5 months to understand this, but now it is clear that every tear I shed would hurt her soul to a level beyond comprehension. She endured unbearable pain and nausea for nine months and went through multiple operations afterward. She was tormented despite her innocence but did not leave a single stone unturned in making me a good human. She never complained about anything and made everything rosy and beautiful, pampering me as if she had no problems in life. I am the outcome of her and Dad’s love and sacrifice for all the right reasons. It’s time for me to reflect on the values they imparted and strive to be a better human being.

Please don’t cry today or any day of your life, for our mother has always been with us, within us, and around us, and she will always be. Raise awareness within and around yourself and live in the present. Experience the joy of NOW, and you will feel her divine energy, blessings, and presence in every moment of your life. Do deeds that you know will make her proud. Surrender completely to your divine mother and experience the beauty of life. My deepest gratitude to my mother, resting in peace. <3

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Personal Triumph

A Topper’s Inspiring Journey: From Trials to Triumph

From the sixth grade onward, we were introduced to additional subjects. I felt burdened like any other student and lacked determination and seriousness. I hadn’t performed well in the fifth standard. Concerned, my mother decided to hire a home tutor, Chetna Mam, to whom I am deeply grateful. If you are reading this, thank you from the bottom of my heart. Despite her financial struggles, Chetna Mam was highly intelligent and her life’s practical examples inspired me greatly. Her guidance transformed my thought process, and I gradually became serious about my studies. I started scoring well and consistently ranked within the top ten in my class.

At that time, we were not financially stable. My parents made significant sacrifices and struggled tremendously, yet they shielded me from our financial realities and provided the best of everything. This environment fostered my determination to achieve something significant in life. I aimed to prove to my parents that I was as capable as any son and also sought to set records in both my family and school.

During my Class 10 board exams, there were intentional disturbances at home—loud music, television on full blast—which were challenging as I needed complete silence to study. Despite these obstacles, I managed to score 88%, placing fourth highest in my school. Although I was disappointed for not topping my school, I was proud of my achievement and had a strong desire to pursue science and become an engineer.

Unfortunately, my school did not offer science courses for higher education, and my parents could not afford to send me to another school where I could study science, due to the high cost of books. When reapplying, I went with my mother to enroll in the 11th grade at the same school. My principal urged me to attend a different school and pursue science. However, I interjected, telling her, “Mam, it’s my decision to study commerce, and I want to continue my education here.” I’ve always believed that “everything happens for a reason,” and I felt that choosing science might have led to failure. As a 16-year-old girl, I decided to study commerce at the same school.

Even then, things were not easy; my sister’s engagement was called off just days before my boards, creating a vulnerable situation at home. Instead of losing hope, I chose to fight and focus on my studies. My determination paid off as I topped the 12th standard ISC Board. My parents, siblings, friends, relatives, and principal were incredibly proud of me, and my achievement was even highlighted in the newspaper. It was my first significant accomplishment, and I felt on top of the world, elated by the tears of joy in my parents’ eyes and the pride expressed by my sisters.

Advice for My Readers: Don’t just dream; you are the only one responsible for turning your vision into reality. If you dream big, be prepared for obstacles. Never lose hope, remain steadfast, and continue working towards your dreams.

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Self-Respect and Sacrifice: A Powerful Childhood Lesson from My Mother

The Value of Self-Respect: A Childhood Lesson to Remember

There’s nothing more important than self-respect. It shapes our identity, values, and how we carry ourselves. While it’s rare to notice this trait in children, some kids seem to have it naturally—perhaps it runs in their genes. This is a heartwarming story from my own childhood, where I learned the importance of self-respect through my mother’s sacrifices.  

A Mother’s Love and Sacrifices

As the youngest daughter in my family, I was pampered, mischievous, and innocent. My mother always aimed to provide me with the best life she could, even as we faced financial struggles. She never allowed me to feel the weight of our circumstances.  

Whenever there was a birthday party or family function, my mother would borrow beautiful dresses from my cousin, who was the same age. Buying new outfits wasn’t an option, but she prioritized my happiness above her own feelings about self-respect and pride. My elder sister often missed these events, as only I was taken to maintain this arrangement.  

A Moment of Realization

One day, I saw my cousin wearing the same dress I had worn to a party. Curious, I asked my mother, “How is she wearing my dress?” To ease my confusion, my mother simply said, “It must be a copy.”  

Later, during my uncle’s wedding, my mother bought me a new outfit, thinking it would make me happy. However, I noticed the difference and became suspicious.  

With teary eyes, I confronted my mother:  

“Did you borrow this dress from Aunt again?”

Overwhelmed, I cried, realizing how much the borrowed dresses bothered me. That day, my mother made a heartfelt promise: we would never borrow clothes again, even if it meant skipping future events. She put aside her self-respect and ego for my happiness.  

A Lesson in Self-Respect and Gratitude

Through this experience, I learned that self-respect is crucial—something my mother embodied. Today, I have a wardrobe full of beautiful clothes, and I rarely repeat an outfit in a month.  

This story serves as a reminder that parents often go to extraordinary lengths to provide the best for us, even when faced with challenges. Their love and sacrifices shape who we become, and they deserve our deepest respect.  

Hold On to Self-Respect and Stay Positive

Self-respect is a quality that should never be compromised, no matter the situation. Challenges and tough times are temporary—keep moving forward with hope and a positive attitude. Life will change for the better, and one day, you’ll look back and appreciate how far you’ve come.