Though my voice carried full strength and power, yet my physical appearance must have appeared weak to the loved ones present on the occasion, leading many to express their love and concern with the words:
"Prabhuji! You have become so weak! Please take care of yourself, this is our only prayer!"
I was reminded of my Father's words when people expressed their love and concern with the same words.
And this would be my reply too to my well-wishers and loved ones:
" A pencil that wears itself out with time, writing the prose of life must feel blessed that it has completed its prose."
"A flame that dies out giving light to others, must feel blessed that its last rays have saved even one more person from falling!"
I was reminded of my Father's words when people expressed their love and concern with the same words.
And this would be my reply too to my well-wishers and loved ones:
" A pencil that wears itself out with time, writing the prose of life must feel blessed that it has completed its prose."
"A flame that dies out giving light to others, must feel blessed that its last rays have saved even one more person from falling!"
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