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Nandi, waiting patiently
outside Shiva’s temple
for eons,
gave a cursory glance
at the Wanderer—
a hint of invitation.
The Wanderer stopped
and rested beside Nandi.
One has wandered everywhere.
The other has gone nowhere.
Both meet in silence.
Finally,
the Wanderer asked
a few questions
from his long list:
“Does Bhole Baba
not hear those
who seek Him?”
Nandi remained still.
“Does He not answer
those who call?”
Only the breeze
stirred the leaves.
The Wanderer remembered
the mountains he had crossed,
the sages he had questioned,
their answers that had given
birth to further questions.
Slowly,
the questions ceased
to demand answers.
Nandi had not moved.
The silence
was no longer empty—
something
within the Wanderer
had discovered
what no answer
could reveal.
Image courtesy: rajGuru Notes
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