A devotee who visited AVM some time back with her friends called me up over the phone to mention how Tavayogi came in her meditation. He was seated in a cave and smiled at her. At another instance, his voice was audible, but she could not make out the language or what he was telling her. Though she had never seen him in person, she knew it was him as he was her guru's guru. She told me that although she had read the books I shared online several times before, these days they seem to deliver messages that she missed earlier. Saying this, she broke down in tears and out of gratitude.
Going back and reflecting on whatever little I remember of the past, it all seems like a dream. I remember when Tavayogi wrote his first book, "Andamum Pindamum," and released it in Malaysia in 2007, he wanted it to be translated into English too. Asking me if I could, I recommended my brother, who was a writer and journalist. But he too shied away for fear that we would interpret his words wrongly and do injustice to his master piece. Tavayogi then had somebody else in India translate his book.
Soon, I took up writing too, encouraged by Agathiyar. I am questioning myself if I did write these books for it amazes me too. Looking back at the books I wrote and uploaded online to be of use to others, I wonder if I can do the same now. But it was done. By whose grace was it done, I ask myself. If I had done it, I should be able to repeat it again, right? I doubt that I can do it again. So too is it with this blog and the earlier websites and the videos uploaded on my YouTube channel. I never imagined that it would get this far and have a large following to this day. Thank you, readers and viewers. I love you all.