I had emailed my sudden decision to visit Gurudaan. Gurudaan was an independent housing complex near Gurgaon owned by a popular Guru of meditation. The complex was administered by the professional business trust of Gurudaan. Guru Disha’s office had immediately accepted me as a faith visitor and promised to help make my stay in Gurudaan memorable. Through the haze of jet lag I saw familiar flyovers and racing cars heading for unknown destinations. It was a strange day with a bright and blinding Sun I had never encountered before.
We arrived at a massive gate and a guard allowed the Toyota driven by Ravi to enter. It was a very green and clean tree lined area. This was Gurudaan. The unique feature I noticed was the large amount of speed breakers which slowed us down and gave a dreamy fair ground quality to my ride to the Ashram. A very tall sentry with a big moustache opened the door of the car and I entered a house through a small door cut out in the big imposing gate.
A young girl in saffron stood with her arms folded in prayer and greeting and she said, ‘welcome to Gurudaan’ and garlanded me with a string of marigolds. I felt a little strange because of this ceremony. It was so simple and so, so, well, Oriental? Eastern?
Arriving at New Delhi Airport from Toronto I was overawed by the sudden heat and the clamoring, rushing horde of humanity. There were new unpleasant smells. Sweat and grime and taxiwallahs breathing their onion tinted Anglo words at me. ‘Taxi Saab?’ ‘Taxi Saab’ I had frayed nerves from the long flight and the separation from my husband. I thought ‘this is all a mistake, if I am going to be hounded by so many people all the time.’ I looked with dismay at the burning- in- the- Sun black and yellow taxis which seemed very ancient and hot without air-conditioning. I was not ready for another physical trial what with the jet lag and the airline wine induced headache. I should have gone to Tahiti.
“Anna Madam” I looked around and a slim tall dark man with handsome features wearing a blue colored uniform. He had a gentle smile and trustworthy eyes.’ I am Anil from Gurudaan. I have a car waiting. Please let me take your luggage.’ He steered the baggage trolley through this unbelievable surge of humanity.
The Sun was beating down relentlessly with a hair dryer blast of wind. The bags were expertly stowed away by Anil and to my surprise I found myself comfortable in the back seat of an air conditioned Toyota.
“”God Can Bring Love into Your Life God Can Bring Love into Your Life It is easy to get lost in the maze of your life. It seems inevitable to find oneself alone. It is wise to take hold of the helping hand of a friend. It is prudent to have faith. We are but dust particles in this universe; but each particle is linked by a cohesive force which is Godlike. We maybe tiny but are still linked to the planets, stars and galaxies by an infinite but personally approachable God. Seek God through a Guru. This is the message from a new eBook ‘Maree and the Prince’ now available on Google Play.””
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