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Everyday .....

The Facebook wall is plastered with Father's Day posts and pictures - And it also happens to be Yoga Day and the year's Longest day ! I for one am still sore - it's still raining in my heart.
Over the years , I have not been much of a Day celebrator - except Birthdays, so a special day for the Father/ Mother/ Brother / Sister has no specific meaning for me, honestly !

Last evening the message from God delivered :
What you are most afraid of is where your greatest rewards are.
If all you had to do was wish for something and you would have it, life would be pretty boring, wouldn't it? God placed barriers between us and what we want, so we can enjoy interesting and satisfying lives. God hid our biggest rewards behind the highest barriers - our deepest fears. God wants us to face our fears, and hold ground in their presence, and let them go, and that's how we get out biggest rewards. What are you most afraid of? Say it, just start by saying it.

All my life I was always scared of losing Baba - and I always wondered how I shall cope when he is not around . The last few months I have been living through my worst fear. Trying to get back to a normal life - not going back to the pain , but trying to remember the reasons that made me smile - and life seems like flash - I grew old so quickly and time just passed by....

I still am not a believer of the day.....but I still wish you were there with me everyday......

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