Dear Sreerupa,
Today is your birthday (13.05.2016) and every year I remember this day to wish you in my heart of hearts in the hope that perchance it may reach you some day, some time. But, sure enough, I remember always. Happy birthday to you, dear, as the sun goes through another cycle of its run round you! You may say, it is the earth that so moves and not the sun, but remember, it is relative motion and I may choose my way of wishing you this way. May you find fulfilment in Thakur who is the source, course and estuary of your life, in whom is your very sustenance for he is the substance and essence of who you consider to be yourself! May your learning open up your heart to the divine within you and never stifle you in cold facts missing the mark in the wider life flowing by! Forget not in your ramblings on earth that this is but a temporary habitat and is but the work-place where realization of your Self is to be had. Practise purity for in it is the highest bliss, and seek in detachment utter freedom from the humdrum existence we call life. There is a vaster reality pervading all, impregnating our very beings, which is so refined that only the trained faculties may apprehend its existence and the senses transcended, one may reach it. This reality is what you are seeking, unwittingly though, through your micro-biological researches, and this reality is what impels you on towards higher objectives, nobler ends in a world otherwise vitiated by the pettiness of material living that drives the flavour of innocence away, the budding, blossoming efflorescence of youth in the dewy dawn of one's life.
As memories well up within the confines of the past we have lived, they throw open limpid spaces of the infinite future as well where containment there is not, just a pure delight in the freedom attainable the moment we wish it to be so and wish for nothing else. This freedom is there already, is expressing itself through every perception that is otherwise bound in the senses, and is felt as the great urge towards boundless expansion that is intrinsic to us as a species. The quest for knowledge and the search for love---these consume the head and the heart of the human but there is the synthesis of these that may be realized in the soul where sameness lends sublimity to the effusions of the hour. There love is transmuted into oneness that frees, knowledge integrated into realization that sees, the Self brooding on the Self, that is. Unto such a flight may your new year take off that will career you through to the truth that hides in the cavity of your heart, to your ultimate fulfilment, your divine destiny! God bless you my child and may He who is ever the final friend (antima bandhava) take you in His leading as you wind your way through the labyrinth of life to the royal avenue of Godhead! Glory unto you, happy birthday!
Yours affectionately,
Sir (Sugata Bose)
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