Divine Love Its Possible

Author(s): Namramuni
Publisher: Parasdham Mumbai

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Vasumati felt like drowning in that ocean. She was extremely attracted and unimaginably drawn towards this soul. The attraction was so deep rooted that even after many years, the memories of that divine uplifting moment were fresh in her mind. Although she had seen that distinctive face and those adorable loving eyes only for a few seconds, the very thought of them was powerful enough to bring a smile on her face, erase her pain, make her happy and blissful.
Who was this person towards whom she was so intensely attracted ? When did they meet and under which circumstances ? Did any conversation take place between them?
Sitting in the dark, dingy room of a magnificent mansion, Vasumati is preoccupied with the thoughts of her past and present. Torn between the glory of her past and the pain of her present, she is sitting all alone, watching the unwinding plot of karma...observing the game play of karma. Sometimes, it makes her cry and at other times, it makes her laugh.
What can be the mental state of a lady born in a palace but spending her youth in prison ? Again, she slips into her past. She ruminates about her parents and her joyful and comfortable life with them.
Another truth of life: We fail to value people when they are near us and we tend to recognize their real worth only when they are no longer with us.
She recalls the time when she had wept after her mother's death. Why do we weep on the death of our dear ones? Tears actually give vent to our sorrow. When our grief is too deep to be expressed in words, tears come to our rescue and give vent to our grief.
Vasumati is thinking that earlier when I used to cry, my mother would come to me... console me... love me.... and wipe my tears. Today when I am crying there is no one to comfort me.
The charioteer Subhat regrets his misdeeds and decides to take