Poem for Shri Mataji
Friday, March 25th, 2011
I was a little girl and one day, I wrote a poem and hid it behind Shri Mataji’s photograph. I was very careful and particular that my mother doesn’t find out as I didn’t want anyone to know about this poem. The next day I destroyed it.
After few months, Shri Mataji was coming to Calcutta and we had gone to the airport to welcome Her. We got the opportunity to offer flowers and do pranams individually to Her. When it was my turn, I offered flowers and bowed down. Shri Mataji said to me that She read the poem that I wrote and loved it. My mouth was open and all I could do was pranams.
My Memoirs by Babamama is a book I’ll cherish forever. It is so fascinating to know about Shri Mataji’s family history. Babamama was indeed a very good story teller. All Sahaja Yogis must read this book. For the first time, I completely understand how universe was created.