Surya Gaman /

When the river expands from its point of origin as a thin stream into the ocean/ocean with the aim of becoming similar to it, it is not known how many embankments it has the opportunity to stop at and introspect. How hard and tickling it is to go along the way. Even if he does not want to, he does not know how many polluted thoughts are incorporated into his pure mind. But with his own self-power, his velocity keeps decreasing. And eventually, crossing all the obstacles, she falls into the sea. Human life is just like a river. The only difference is that the river cant speak... Cant write.. I cant thank those who inspired him to continue flowing fluently and removed the obstacles in his way. Since we can read and speak writing, it is our duty to express our gratitude to all those fellow friends and family members whose fingers we learned to walk from our birth to before we merged into that parmesan sea. Today, my heart also wants to thank those who played an important role in grooming my personality. In enabling me to pen down the inner lessons that I got while doing small satsangs with my inner mind on the path of life.... In raising my falling morale. I dedicate this collection to the family as wholehearted gratitude for the unprecedented support that the familys veterans and the current seniors as well as the familys juniors have given them.