Vedantic Tales : The Discipleship
        of Ajay : The Osprey

Sanyal nodded. Yes, he said, whatever. But whatever it is, let it shine; let there be no glue on it anywhere! Fly free!

It was the first time Sanyal had spoken to him with the penetrating, authoritative tone of a guru.

Whatever you call yourself, he went on flyer, house holder, monk, or anything else let go, fly free! Fly free! That's the only way there is to crack the sky.

Hearing those words from Sanyal, Ajay felt the last piece of lead drop away. A vast and weightless Joy flooded through him, and for a moment out of time he knew that Joy was himself and he It.

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