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Standing on the horns of dilemma, I
again pondered over only to be free from assailing suspicions. Would
the venture bear fruit from the auspicious signs seen? Is it only an
illusion leading to delusion? Deep thinking illumined that implicit
faith reposed in that Highest Bhagawan, never deserted anyone, nor
would that Karunaikasindu rejoice over his believed drowned in
misery? Fortified with that philosophy, I inaugurated the work in
right earnest. Crossing hurdles of all types, I finished the
printing.
Let
me conclude with a soulful confession that the procrastination,
diffidence and lethargy I experienced were not the offspring's of
atheism, or skepticism embedded in any dark corner of my heart, but
they are the evil effects of treachery thrust upon me by the crafty
sellers.
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