Cycle of Cliches
I felt somewhat better than a while ago.
After the song, the girl picked up the book placed on the book holder beside the harmonium. It was Shri Ramakrishna Kathamrita, a book I had heard about, but obviously, my faith barred me from reading it. She read a chapter, rather a scene from the book, which if roughly summarised, echoed the idea that the supreme purpose and goal of human life is to cultivate love. And here I was, spot on – in the field, cultivating mine!