A friend to whom I voiced my disappointment and failure in not getting seekers to turn their homes into Agathiyar Vanam Malaysia (AVM) too, gave me a wonderful, short, and precise reply that has made me think. He asked me to either reset my goal or revisit my purpose.
Any attempt was never a failure, Uncle. It's either a step towards a better goal or a reflection of identifying the real purpose.
It was as if Lord Sri Krishna gave me an Upadesa like the one he gave Arjuna on the battlefield at Kurukshetra. If I reset my goal, I would have to work on bringing all those in AVM before its disassembly, together again, and begin working on a different strategy this time. If I were to revisit my purpose, I might find that that was not my true purpose, and I might have another purpose awaiting me. Since Mahindren has taken charge and formed a new AVM at his home, that has to be applauded. I shall have to ponder the second suggestion.
While the bliss that one experiences during their spiritual journey is often expressed as dance forms and as songs, those who seek to know and fantasize the mysteries only go back knowledgeable and vomit them at the next available instance to another. One should opt to know the former rather than wanting the latter. But bliss does not come without its price - pain. The pain that sinks into the very bone is in its second day of manifestation. My left face, cheek, gums, and temple hurt. I am practically bath in oil, taking the cue from Agathiyar who dispensed this treatment back then in 2010, 2011, 2012, 2016, and 2018. When I told my wife to check on me regularly after I vomited phlegm and bile last night, she, like Agathiyar, brushed it aside, telling me that the womenfolk have seen worse moments.