Never the spirit was born; the spirit shall cease to be never;Never was time it was not; End and Beginning are dreams!Birthless and deathless and changeless remaineth the spirit for ever;Death hath not touched it at all, dead though the house of it seems! Who knoweth it exhaustless, self-sustained,Immortal, indestructible,shall such. Say, I have killed a man, or caused to kill? Nay, but as when one layeth His worn-out robes away, And, taking new ones, sayeth,These will I wear to-day! So putteth by the spirit Lightly its garb of flesh, And passeth to inherit A residence afresh.
Aaji passed away today at 10 am at her home in Thal.
I will maintain silence on this blog for 13 days.
This blog owes its popularity entirely to Aaji.