"She watched my growing temptation. While I flirted with the promises of poisoned pleasures. Maybe she sensed my decay and despair. Maybe she sensed their offerings cutting and cleaving through my weakening spirit. Pointing at all the illus
ions engulfing me, she said, 'true devotion is a silent sigh which frees you from all prisons. Not a raging storm which releases you from one bondage only to cage you in another...' "
~Prabir C. Purkayastha, Ladakh.