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The mere mention of this word makes us bow in reverence. This word refreshes our remembrance of 'purity'. However, whenever this word delimited me to one individual, one religious faith, and one scripture, thereby putting my life in a grasp, I ever rebelled against it.

The Gurus, or guides, in my surroundings, always seemed to me confined within certain limits. Though they might not be such, their surrounding enclosed them, and thus put them under limits. I could not confine myself to any limits.

My preceptor is my thirst, my life, my holy and ascetic practices, and my circumstances. However, the situation, whether favorable or unfavorable, is a precept for me.

Everyone and every incident is an object lesson for me. 

This wish or desire is for me a lesson in detachment. 

Every vice taught me how to practice and exert myself, 

every virtue made me efficient. 

The very universe became for me the home of the Preceptor—a temple!

All these continued their teachings and I became farther and farther away from my 'self'.
A flower or a fruit,
A flowing stream or a mountain,
All enter my feelings and became a part of me as a homogenous lot.

Let there be nature or some other substance,
A longing desire or a passion,
A woman or a man,
A song or a dance,
They all give me direction or a guideline. Then how can I only pick one to become my guide or Preceptor? Then how could the word guru or Preceptor enter my life? It could not.

These words made me conscious of my servitude and directed my life towards the Free and the Boundless Unknown because this is my deep and profound thirst.
I felt the total acceptance of every event and every situation grants us an open life. This willing acceptance creates in us a positive tendency and makes our life beautiful and tranquil. These words carry nearly ten percent importance in life, while I see that the whole life is comprehended by the world, why?

Deep thirst involuntarily leads us to the source of water. It knows what is positive for it and what is negative. This is the secret of life to explore, which this rebellious thirst bade farewell to:
Every direction that restricts,
Every direction that sucks us,
Every individual that squeezes, and
Every religion that blinds, I went along its path.

My life was once most emotive and sensitive, but it expressed itself in the shape of depression for me. Every person's qualities were a source of attraction for me. The three fields in the world, being qualitative, became for me the guidelines of life. An appreciation and comprehension of these qualities guided and instructed me.

Today, I have no longer any desire for the qualities and knowledge of this visible world, only the satiety of my thirst goes on expressing itself automatically.
However, to this understanding is attached the consciousness of my ignorance. At this very spot, this ---