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Personal Triumph

Watching You Fade, Loving You More Deeply

I realise you’ve been going through so much — more than I can ever imagine. I still remember how active you once were, walking with such energy that as a child, I felt I was running just to keep up.

You gave your heart and soul to your business, and when life took that away, it also took a piece of your spirit. You had dreams of studying further, of growing and learning more, but life demanded otherwise. Then it took your parents, your beloved brother, and finally, Mum.

There are days when I feel shattered… as if my world has crumbled into pieces.
When Mum left, a part of me went silent forever — and now, watching you fade in your own way, that silence deepens.

It’s like watching the pillars of my world slowly dissolve, one after another — the ones who gave me strength, belief, and unconditional love.

I try to remind myself that perhaps, beneath this pain, life is teaching me the art of surrender — to love without holding, to serve without expecting, to accept without breaking.

Yet still… my heart aches.
I miss her deeply, and I fear losing you too.

My heart aches when I see you walking slowly now, with pain and effort. When you raise your voice, I understand — it’s not anger, it’s the echo of a silent cry within.

I feel helpless at times, unsure how to ease your suffering. Watching our parents grow old and weary is one of the hardest truths to accept. I silently pray for your peace, happiness, good health, and joy.

I try, beyond my responsibilities, to be there for you — yet it often feels like I fail, like I’m not doing enough for my own dad.

Maybe this pain is a lesson — something life is trying to teach me, a truth I haven’t yet understood but deeply need to.
I just wish I could take away all your suffering.

I love you, Dad.  ❤

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Healing and Spirituality Krishna's Devotee!!! Personal Triumph

In the name of friendship – My search ends in Krishna

In childhood, I witnessed and encountered many situations I never spoke about—not with friends, not even with family. I carried them quietly, like invisible weights on my young shoulders.

There were moments when I heard people badmouthing my parents and siblings—saying things no child should ever have to process. And I stayed silent. Maybe because I didn’t know how to speak up. Maybe because I feared being misunderstood.

My father sacrificed his life at work, and my mother gave her all at home. Both were deeply devoted, intellectually inclined souls. Yet, the world still found reasons to disrespect them. And I, as a child, didn’t know how to handle that dissonance—between the love I felt and the judgment I saw.

There was also an age gap between me and my elder sisters. While they were growing into their own worlds, I often found myself alone. Not unloved—but lonely.

I didn’t have a friend I could truly call my own.

Back then, that “best friend” label meant everything. It was what every classmate flaunted. It was the norm, and not having that made me feel like I was missing something fundamental.

Looking back now, I realise the root of my loneliness wasn’t just about not having someone to talk to.

It was about not feeling understood.
It was about the emotional burdens I carried silently.
It was about being surrounded, yet unseen.

And most of all—it was about my yearning for true connection, a quiet hunger to be met with presence and compassion.

I gave my all wherever I went—and yes, I expected in return. Because I’m human, not a saint. And human hearts crave mutuality.

But that giving often came with pain.
I was broken, shattered, betrayed, used.
And slowly, life taught me something essential:

That I was seeking at the wrong place.

Along the way, I met different people—friends who felt like answers, soulmates, companions.
Some stayed for a while. Others came and left like seasons.

And they taught nothing is permanent in life.

But with time and reflection, something shifted.

I now understand: it was never about having someone to share everything with.
It was about Being—
Being accepted.
Being seen.
Being held—not in performance, but in presence.

And my seeking ends here.

For I now seek everything in Krishna—
The friend I always dreamt of.
The one who was always there when I felt lonely.
The one I failed to recognise.

That divine presence within me—the quiet wisdom guiding me through the chaos—was Him.
He was assisting me in silence, watching over my broken moments, holding space in my solitude.

I thought I lacked a best friend.
But truly—I’ve always had the best one anyone could ever ask for.

My eternal companion. My Krishna.

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Healing and Spirituality

Spiritual Growth: Not Just Upward, But Inward and Outward Too

Spirituality often begins not in peace, but in pain.

It’s in those moments of discomfort and challenge that something deeper awakens within you.

The resilience and perseverance to simply be—despite the discomfort—is the true starting point.

And a deeper shift begins when you start seeing opportunity within the pain, or the constraints life places on you.

“Spirituality deepens when wisdom emerges from resilience.” – Priyanka Murarka

You begin by gaining wisdom and slowly start using it in your day-to-day life.

The next step is learning to understand those who may not be where you are yet in their journey.

And then comes a deeper challenge—translating your wisdom into a language they can relate to.

Because while you and they look at life through different lenses, true connection lies in helping them see the bigger picture through their own perspective.

“Spiritual growth is not just upward, but inward—and then a reflection of that inward journey outward.” – Priyanka Murarka

This is where I find myself right now—learning to meet others where they are.

That, I feel, is the real essence of growth.

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Personal Triumph

Read to Rise: The Silent Power of Words

Reading, for me, is a form of manifestation. You can buy the best books in the world, stack them on your shelf, and admire their covers—but the real magic lies in reading them, understanding their message, and most importantly, implementing what you learn. Especially when it comes to non-fiction, the goal shouldn’t be to chase numbers—how many books you read in a year—but to allow each book to transform you.

I believe reading is the best companion one can ever have. It offers immense wisdom and, at times, can be a complete life-changer. Through books, we access the perspectives of people who have spent their entire lives learning, reflecting, and growing. It’s a gift—a silent dialogue with the greatest minds, spiritual masters, and changemakers from all walks of life.

To me, reading is therapy. It’s a sacred practice. It’s healing.

There was a time I never thought I’d read anything beyond my academic or professional books. But consciously, I chose to start reading. And that choice has truly shaped the path ahead. I realized that this is my way forward—towards growth, awareness, and transformation.

Each book feels like a blessing—curated wisdom from countless souls across the globe. I always recommend Atomic Habits to anyone beginning their reading journey. It’s a great place to start developing the habit of reading—at any age, any stage of life.

Reading is a blessing in disguise. It can become your best buddy, your deepest companion. One who listens, who speaks, who guides. So if there’s one gentle nudge I can offer—it’s this: invite reading into your life. Not as a task, but as a quiet companion. Let it whisper truths, stir questions, and awaken parts of you long forgotten. One page at a time, it might just help you come home to yourself.

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Healing and Spirituality

Finding Divinity Within

🌸 A couple of days ago, I returned from Jagannath Puri—a place I had longed to visit ever since my mother’s soul departed from the hospital that had this sacred temple of Lord Jagannath within its premises. I used to wait there, seeking solace, as I visited her and consulted with the doctors.

Despite my deep desire, I couldn’t find the connection between my visit and the message I sought. The air carried purity, and the atmosphere offered peace, yet the experience felt like a riddle I couldn’t solve. 🤔✨

Why this urge to visit?
What was the mystery behind it?
Why did every step feel like a hurdle, and yet, why was I so drawn to it?

💫 Today, during morning meditation, a profound truth unfolded before me:

Moko Kahan Dhundhere Bande
Mein To Tere Paas Mein
Na Teerath Mein, Na Moorat Mein
Na Ekant Niwas Mein
Na Mandir Mein, Na Masjid Mein
Na Kabe Kailas Mein
Main To Tere Paas Mein

The divine has always been with me—not in the physical spaces I sought but within me. 🌟

For so long, I was blind, unable to see the light within because I believed myself impure, unworthy of holding the divine presence. But today, I was guided to embrace a truth I had long hesitated to accept:

✨ The divine resides within me, as it does in all of us. 🙏✨

The peace I felt in Puri wasn’t external—it was the divine’s gentle reminder to look inward. 💖 And when I did, I realized that my mother, whom I have always considered divine, was my guiding light to this realization. Through her, I found a connection to her essence and something far greater—the infinite presence of the divine within. 🕉

✨ The journey to divinity is not one of distance but one of realization. ✨

With a heart full of gratitude, I bow to my Guru and the divine Lord for blessing me with such a profound realization and for gifting me this beautiful start to the new year. 🌸🙏

May we all awaken to the light within us and carry it forward into every moment of the year ahead. ✨💫

What about you? Have you ever experienced a moment where the divine revealed itself within you? Share your story below—I’d love to hear it! 🌸

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Healing and Spirituality

Spirituality Made Simple: A Modern Approach to Inner Peace

Recently, a close friend asked me, “Hey, why don’t you give me some tips on spirituality?” The question took me by surprise, but it also brought a smile to my face.

Some people often look at me as if I’ve renounced all worldly pleasures just because I don’t go clubbing or socialize in the way many do and because I am single in 30s. The truth is, I’m selective in my choices, both in how I spend my time and the people I choose to be with. I deeply value my time and prefer to invest it in ways that align with my values and priorities.

It made me realize how many misconceptions people have about what spirituality truly means.

When most people hear the word “spirituality,” they often envision a life detached from material possessions, perhaps living as a sage in the Himalayas or engaging in rigorous rituals at home. This image, while not entirely incorrect, is just one facet of spirituality. The reality is much more accessible and deeply woven into our everyday lives.

Spirituality has become a topic of great interest in our era, as more and more people worldwide seek to take control of their lives. They are starting to recognize their responsibility towards themselves—their well-being, their mental health, and their overall happiness.

When my friend asked for advice, I explained that spirituality is not about renouncing the world or living an austere life. Instead, it’s about living fully in the present moment and making the most of each day. It’s about striving to improve yourself every single day, whether that means taking care of your mental well-being, staying physically fit, eating healthy, or maintaining focus and dedication in your work. It’s about cultivating healthy relationships and being the change, you wish to see in the world.

In essence, spirituality is about conscious living. It’s about responding to challenging situations with calm and clarity, rather than reacting impulsively. It’s about staying alert, being mindful of your thoughts, actions, and their impact on others. Unfortunately, in today’s fast-paced world, spirituality is often misunderstood as something unattainable or irrelevant, especially by those who are caught up in the rat race, neglecting their health, well-being, and personal growth.

But spirituality is far from a taboo or a relic of the past. It’s a way of life that brings balance, peace, and a deeper understanding of oneself and the world around us. I truly hope that more people will come to see spirituality for what it really is—a path to living a more fulfilled and conscious life. May Lord Krishna guide us all towards this wisdom.

Hare Krishna!

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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

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