FROM GOAT OF I,I,I TO MY BABA( STORY BOOK),IN A BUSY TOWN BENEATH TEMPLE RIGHT

The Goat of “I, I, I” to In a busy town, beneath the temple light, Nitesh worked all day, but felt empty inside. His shop was full, his pockets were bright, Yet peace was missing from his life. He searched for success, he searched for more, But a silent question knocked at his door. “What is true worship? What makes life complete? Where can the restless heart find peace?” Then came a Yogi, peaceful and wise, With divine silence shining in his eyes. He carried no riches, no treasures to show, Only a simple white flower, pure as snow. “True worship,” the Yogi said with love, “Is a pure heart connected above. See Shiv Baba as the Supreme Point of Light, Remember the Father, and become light.” Oh Baba, Baba, my Supreme Light, Take me from darkness into the Light. I leave my worries, I leave my pride, With You, my Father, I walk inside. No “I, I, I,” no “me and mine,” Let every thought become truly Thine. The goat of ego, I now set free, Baba, Baba, You belong to Nitesh began to change from that day, He saw peaceful souls along his way. A customer shouted, angry and loud, But Nitesh stood peaceful, calm and proud. The storm of anger came like a cloud, But peaceful vibrations spoke without sound. The angry heart slowly became still, Peace had conquered what anger could “