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My Spiritual Journey
I was born into a family whose days have always been measured by the rhythm of the temple — the first arati before dawn, the closing of the doors at night. Service was not something I chose; it was the air of the household I grew up in.
As a child I learned by watching. Later, I learned by doing, under the guidance of elders who corrected gently and expected sincerity above all. What I know today has been received, not invented.


