Dear friend, your erudition, your lyrical expression thereof of your spiritual emotions and the sheer conviction which is so very explicit in your writings makes me wonder about the depth of your prodigious talents and of the grace which the Divine surely has showered on your being. I earnestly wish you will come along with us in the mission to propagate the Word, to spread the message of the Lord and of the good news as they say of the advent of God only the other day at Dakshineswar in the garb of a brahman priest. Blessed are you my friend that the Vak has descended on you in torrents of bliss that you may assuage the grief of this storm-tossed world a bit by your heart's sincere feel, your soul's sublimity and by the music of the words that are spelt through you by the Ancient Poet who sings, oh, He sings through you His ancient song, " Come ye all that are heavy laden and I shall give thee refuge." Noble one, yours is a gift from God and you must spend your while serving Him who giveth it all. I wish you well and I pray you will serve the Great Cause for which Swamiji lived and died and for which we, his children, who have inherited his all must in the final analysis account for to our own selves. May Thakur-Ma-Swamiji ever guide your steps as you scale the precipitious path of Maya even unto the summit of realizations, Brahman.
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