When I Was Lost, He Found Me, My Guru Nitya

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I had once known Gayathri a little, from 1981 to 1984. 

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I had never known of Guru Nitya until 2021, when Gayathri walked back into my life after almost 37 years, and he came along holding my beloved Ammu’s hand, through his commentary on the Bhagavad Gita, that I found on Amazon after 3 failed attempts, because I was intrigued by what I heard of him in Gayathri’s class on the Gita, and which I had joined more than half way through.

 

How can wandering ever cease, when the seeker knows not why he wanders, or what he seeks, or the meaning of that which he finds. Guru’s wisdom, distilled over a lifetime, reaches me in the form of his writings, and helps me to very slowly navigate the tough external layers of my identity, in a bid to reach the eternally luminous core. That there is someone who has answers, to questions I didn’t even know how to put into coherent words, is who Guru Nitya is to me. 

 

Like the drying stalk of wheat that has stood at the farthest corner of an infinitely large cosmic field, that receives the first drops of water and finds sustenance to hold on to life and raise its head to the Sun, the life giving water that was released at the other end of the field of Life from the stream of timeless wisdom, has only now started to reach me after a lifetime of waiting . . . criss-crossing, traveling across the decades and the world . . . the wisdom teachings of Guru Nitya traveling on through his lifetime and then through his beloved disciples like Scott and Gayathri . . . to finally reach me, that my thirst for understanding Life may be quenched.

 

Not just one class or one book or a year of my life, I look forward with peace in my heart, to being a lifelong student of all of Guru Nitya’s incomparable teachings. Through his loved ones who knew him directly, who help make his teachings and the ancient texts they derive from, possible to understand and grasp without confusion and set at rest the deepest doubts,  Guru’s smiling and loving grace holds my ever outstretched hands. I am home.