“I wore myself out, looking for myself. No one could have worked harder to break the code. I lost myself and found a wine cellar. Nectar I tell you; jars and jars of the good stuff, and no one to drink it!”
thus exclaimed Lalleshwari, the foremost among mystic Yoginis. Blessed in the land of Kaashmeera काश्मीर (Kashmir), blessed verily is Bharatam (India) itself. Blessed truly is Tantra and Shaivism for having produced a yogini who could dare not be challenged, neither in her wisdom nor in her austerity, for a 669 years now.
This book relishes each of her arcane poems, termed Vaaks, which are pithy, enigmatic and pregnant with multiple Spiritual meanings.
After a brief introduction to the mystic, a few of her numerous Vaaks have been chosen and elaborated on, written in free-style. A commentary, is provided for each such Vaak, a spiritual gymnasium for earnest seeker.
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