Even only a word

Never consider that I am alone. I have far-flung family and beyond-the-horizon-friends. I am not alone. My daily life has Gita and myself.

Lately, I have been thinking how could someone is who literally alone, depend on him/her self only, not even try to involve silent prayers.

I cannot. Even only one word of ‘help’ – I cannot help not to say it.

Prayer is not asking. It is a longing of the soul. It is daily admission of one’s weakness ~ Gandhi (and I agree).


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