‘Never turn your back to the ocean,’ the wise say.
 
Whether it be the real blue sea or the ocean of grace, you want to be facing it, ready to take it all in when the tide turns your way. The grace of Bhagavān has carried me from the depths of my afflicted mind to the heights of sublime thoughts, and I have been completely immersed in His splendour. Repeatedly. I have realized finding Bhagavān is durgama, difficult, and finding a Guru, durlabha, rare. What happens when the lines between these two objects of your devotion blur for you?
 
This book is one such story, a humble tribute to my merciful Guru, Om Swami. I don’t think you will pick out this book, instead, this book will pick you out. It’s not for the non-believer or the first-time reader of my work. For it requires a disciple’s mind to enjoy the melody of devotion being played throughout in it. As a young seedling must weather all storms to evolve into a giant tree, ultimately, one’s faith in God needs to survive the storms of doubt before bhakti emerges victorious. Grace then flows unimpeded from Bhagavān to the Bhakta. And that is precisely the reason you are holding this book right now.