Tears flow down my eyes whenever I choose to write about my master. What a divine being he was. Just as the word ‘water’ cannot quench a person’s thirst, any amount of depiction of my master’s personality cannot come even a few shades close to experiencing him first-hand. But anyways, words is all I have, to work like fingers pointing to the moon.
It could be a lucky stroke of randomness or result of the spiritual merit that I earned in my past lives; but meeting this giant of a man and being with him just like a son would be with a father is undoubtedly the most profound gift that existence has blessed me with. Upon thinking about him, his whole figure stands bang on my mind’s eye. Anybody who knew Guruji Rishi Prabhakar well can testify that he had the most wonderful set of eyes in the whole world. Replete with love, drenched in stillness and adorned with a sparkle that signified a life being lived in total contentment. He had a set of eyes that any man would lust after.
