Parichand's Correspondence with The Mother

c. 1940

Mother divine,

Although my mind says that even if the Mother gives no reply to my letters I should not despond in the least, still my vital shrinks and sinks a little. It craves for some stimulant and tries to cloud the mind. Today I have felt a sort of dryness and laxity.

I pray, O Mother, let me know inwardly or outwardly where I stand and let me fulfil Your intention. I want to be Yours, my Mother, take me up.

You must not worry—depression and anxiety are the result of a hostile influence; they must be rejected at once. It is not by a mental brooding on one's own mistake or [sentence incomplete]

c. 1940