Guruji

 From the time of my youth, I admired him. He was a tall figure, walking with an air of quiet confidence, his long strides radiating purpose yet humility. I often watched him from afar, intrigued by his presence but hesitant to approach.

As I grew older and began to know him, my admiration only grew. Despite his towering height and commanding presence, he was astonishingly down-to-earth. He treated everyone with kindness—the doorkeeper, the gardener, the cook, even the pets and strays. His compassion knew no boundaries, and his actions spoke louder than any words ever could.

What truly set him apart, though, was his knowledge. His wisdom ran so deep that every conversation with him felt like exploring an endless ocean of understanding. There were times I’d lose myself in his profound insights, feeling humbled by the clarity he brought to even the most complex matters.

To me, he wasn’t just a tall man—he was a towering soul. He was Guru Ji. May God Always keep the soul what thy is upto.


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