
I couldn’t express it in my broken words, Acharya Ji, but whatever you have shown me is so precious that even saying “thank you” or expressing gratitude feels insufficient. Being with you in Goa for these two days showed me something very painful—how little I am giving in return for what I have received. It made me see my own saudebazi and dishonesty much more clearly. I realised that I can’t simply claim to love you or just show how painful it is to see you struggle without being honest enough to see my own investments—to see where I still want something in return, where I still hold on to myself, where I still protect myself. We cannot keep doing to you what people have done with Krishna—bringing him down to our level, making him fit into the limits of our own understanding, and then calling that love. If I really want to reach you, I have to rise. I have to become capable enough to receive what is being shown. As you said, this is the only path. There is no other option. I can only keep moving.
























