Reflections
Memories I want
to hold close.
Personal reflections on Maharajji, moments with Ma, childhood visits to Kainchi, family, faith and the quiet beginning of Prarthana Preeti.
Current collection
These pieces are written from what I remember and feel. Where a detail came from my family rather than my own memory, I say so plainly. Ma means Sri Siddhi Ma, and we called Sri Jivanti Ma Choti Ma.
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Faith and devotion
My Two Cents After Watching Hanuman Ansh
A personal reflection on Hanuman Ansh, Maharajji’s unconditional love, and the devotion I came to know through Siddhi Ma.In memoriam
Rabboo Joshi: A Modern-Day Saint Born to Do Maharajji’s Work
A personal reflection on Rabboo Joshi, lovingly called Taatu, his devotion to Ma and Maharajji, and what he meant to his family.Kainchi memories
Maharajji, Movies and the Kainchi I Remember
The world is finding Maharajji through famous names and films. I remember a quieter Kainchi, where darshan was never measured in seconds.Kainchi memories
Going to Kainchi
The journey, the first glimpse after Bhowali and the ordinary moments that made Kainchi feel like home.Family and seva
Dadaji’s Room
A small room near the yagya shala held Dadaji’s bed, medicines, namkeen, many visitors and some of my clearest childhood memories.Home and memory
When Ma Stayed With Us
When Ma came for ekant vaas, our home remained the same and yet felt completely different.Sri Siddhi Ma
Ma Never Needed Me to Speak
I rarely found the right words in front of Ma. Somehow, that never seemed to matter.A memory of Ma
The Year Ma Asked Me to Watch
I wanted Ma to give me a duty. Instead, she told me to sit and watch people, and that became exactly what I did.Faith and belonging
A Guru I Never Met, Yet Never Felt Without
I never met Maharajji in his physical form, but I grew up with the feeling that he was already part of my life.Prarthana Preeti