As I typed this, it is the 11th of May, Tuesday 2021. The last few days or months have been rather challenging for me and humanity as a whole. The pandemic and lockdowns take its toll on human mental health. Also, I had to leave the nature filled state of Goa and come to Bangalore to stay in a crowded city with my dad and nurse him through a double attack of typhoid and Covid, thankfully he's healed now. However, my last dream darshan of Maharaj Ji was around the time in March where he appeared and blessed me with his grace. My faith in him hasn't wavered, but just like the occasional rainy day in every summer, I've had moments of doubt. Usually when I feel doubt I take it as a sign and fall asleep.

However, since I undertook the process of writing this book, I've been extensively reading and researching and getting into the bhakti state and consciously overcoming the lifelong feelings of unworthiness and doubt so that I can provide this text to the world. My intentions at the core are pure but sometimes I wonder if they're pure enough as in I ask myself why I'm doing this? Ifl'm thinking about the money the book will make if it sells well, the connections and the adoration I get, or is it truly because of my love for Maharajji? Well, the answer I suppose is a combination of all of them. I can't avoid being human and having expectations. I haven't yet reached the state of 'Nishkama Karma' or the state of doing work without any attachment to the outcome, although sometimes when I'm typing these words I dissolve into the text and become one with the universe and all that exists.

"My body's gone, that's all" was a lyric from the previous page. To add to that I'd like to say everything else that of what is known as Neem Karoli Baba is still alive and present. When he was in a physical body, he gave darshan in physical form so that the light rays that are emitted by the source of light reflected his body and fell on our eyes and we 'saw' the physical Maharajji. Now he's giving darshan through his photographs and dreams. Like we discussed earlier, every picture of Maharajji is extremely alive and he sees through the photograph as clearly as we see him. Before he could touch with his skin, and let people massage his feet and tapped the devotees on the foreheads or pulled beards, now he touches with spirit, an emotion you feel when you see his photograph or a listen to his devotees sing or talk you are being touched by Maharajji, being the son of the wind, also sometimes I feel him touching me as wind or the breeze. When in his body, he used to smell physical smells with his nose like the frying of puris or jalebis in the kitchen, now he is the jalebi and puri and its essence whenever it's offered as Prasad.

Before he used to hear with his ear the sound of the kirtan being sung by his devotees or the noise of the engine of the bus he used to run after converting the water into petrol, but now he hears everything from the silence between these words you are reading, the intention of my beating heart and the soft clicks of the typing of this keyboard, as clearly as he can hear the music of the universe and the sound of the planets moving around the orbit of our solar system or the footsteps of the ants carrying a particle of sugar from leftover kheer somewhere in Taos or Vrindavan. But the most fascinating thing that I've noticed about his life from his non-physical apparatus is his capacity to speak. Maharajji speaks, very boldly, very clearly and with fixed intention.

I tried to start this chapter a few days ago, but I couldn't because my flow of creativity just stopped. However, today I slept in the late evening, woke up at 10 pm, and by the time I'd finished doing Pooja and reciting my seven Hanuman Chalisas, I knew that I finally had the inspiration and the creative flow to sit down and write this chapter. The moment I had that thought I looked at the clock and the time was exactly 11. 11 Pm. 1111, 555, 333, 222, 777, 1234. If you're like me, then you've definitely seen these numbers and themes in various places. Repetitive numbers, mysterious coincidences, relevant songs playing on the radio that give us messages, getting to the right place at the right time, getting intuitive nudges and a feeling that the circumstances in life have somehow got meaning. All these things are known as synchronicities. The word 'Synchronicity' was first introduced by analytical psychologist Carl G. Jung "to describe circumstances that appear meaningfully related yet lack a causal connection". However, throughout his work, he gave out several new and interesting definitions of the concept but my personal favourite is "a meaningful coincidence of two or more events where something other than the probability of chance is involved".

Let's examine that. If man lives in a fragmented way, without any sense of conscious connection with the divine, all the events in one's life may appear extremely random or without any connection. For many years when I lived like this, in years of depression there seemed to be no meaning in what I was doing, I had no sense of direction and the synchronicities, or my ability to notice them stopped. However, when this connection is found, either through an awakening or direct contact with the divine infinite, or in my case by the grace of the Guru, a thin metaphysical fabric of meaning and purpose starts to build itself. Now in my favourite definition of the statement, what catches my attention is the "something other than the probability of chance". For a mathematician or a stubborn atheist, it's very hard to imagine that there could be 'something other than the probability of chance'. A lot of things are labelled either as 'plain co-incidences' or in the other extreme if one finds too many coincidences, they are labelled as 'delusional conspiracy theorists'. The truth is of course a delicate balance of all of the above.

One may not have to believe in karma to be in the centre of it. In the new age it's called 'the law of cause of effect', you could say 'as you sow, so you reap' and in a general sense those who do good get reflections of good, and those who do bad, get reflections of bad. This is a very basic understanding of karma, personally I've definitely understood that 'what goes around comes around' without any doubt. The details are of the precision of this law are so profound.

The deeper aspects of karma, like things we carry from past lives, I don't really understand very well and I don't think I'm supposed to honestly. Maharajji understands these things. He understands everything. But one thing that I have come to know about Maharajji is that he is a powerful deiry that is constantly working for the good of the planet.

One of the things that impresses me so much about Maharajji is his unwavering capability to be extremely cool. He was cool when he was in his Neem Karoli Baba body with a great sense of fashion (someone once called it the 'bulletproof blanket' style) and a fantastic sense of humour and his omniscient one-liners and irreplaceable divine pranks also known as Lilas. Even now, from his non-physical perspective, Maharajji is very divinely cool.

His sense of style and heart centred rascality merged with his omnipotent godly powers makes him as cool as one can be. We spoke before of how for each devotee of Neem Karoli Baba, there is a personal version of him that is listening to and caring for the devotee. And this Maharajji adapts to the newest trends in technology, science, communication, fashion and music. What do I mean by that? Before he gave his darshan only through real life and a few photographs, but now he's all over the internet. Every day one can have darshan, Aarti and Satsang from the convenience of our homes with people from all over the world. Through our physical bodies he's well aware of which bands are cool and which bands are rubbish, he has a very fine taste in arts, culture, music and film. In my visions I've seen him wearing colourful new dhotis and blankets in my visions.