Heart to Heart

The programme for the day was a reception to welcome the overseas guests from U.S.A., South Africa and other countries, and to get together with the satsangis and seekers from all parts of the U.K. Maharaj Ji was not expected to attend. But somehow, Maharaj Ji asked us to get ready to go to the West Centre Hotel. It was a surprise visit. But I believe he wanted to have darshan of his sangat as much as the sangat wanted to have his darshan. Nay, even more. In truth he is the lover. But when he kindles and inspires love in us, we become lovers and think and call him the Beloved. God loves us and therefore comes down in the garb of a human being to take us back to our original home. A Muslim mystic has said, “God is love, God is the lover and God is the Beloved.” It is all his play – beyond human understanding. So he entered the hall, joy written on his face, and when the sangat had his darshan they too were immensely happy. It was a bonus for them.
_{Legacy of Love}

The sangat was sad; the wonderful days that had brought the Master among them had passed away like an unbelievably exhilarating dream. The Master was now preparing to go through customs for boarding the plane. His face was glowing, more radiant than ever, and his smile was full of ineffable love and mercy. A new initiate, with tears in his eyes, suddenly spoke out the thoughts of all those present: “Master, I am very sad that you are leaving us.” The Master turned to him and gently replied, “Am I leaving you?”
_{Heaven on Earth}