Mother, this blog is written by your son not after taking his daily ablutions or with a purified soul, but with an impure body and mind. But, i know mother, you care for my love and not for my piousness. I wonder if my love for you is real or is it just ephemeral, like everything else in my life. But, i do not need to be afraid, as being my mother, you truly love me, no matter how impious and immature, i might be!
I've had some exposure to master from my childhood, but i always felt nervous about reading on you. Somehow, my boyish ideas and my immature outlook made me fear that i may not always be able to give you the respect and love that you verily deserve. However, in a true motherly way, you decided to take that upon yourself and come in my visions. Those beautiful visions of you were truly amazing and in some ways, i miss them now, mother! Mother, why do you make play hide and seek with your son, when you and me know that, someday you will stop the game, come and bless me back with your visions.
I know, it took me a while to finish your biography and may be my attention was time lacking when going through, but hopefully my love never waned during those times. I just wanted to say a small prayer that your love and guidance are what makes me survive in this world and i hope that you will continue to remember this unworthy son of yours, who seems to not make his mind on anything and is lost in this sansara. Thank you for helping me finish the book and hopefully i can continue remembering you in my daily life.
Love.
