It was Mr PowerPause. John Harricharan….. I could see his telephone number. I did not pick the phone up, very unlikely of me not to pick John’s call. He left me a voice message. Twenty minutes passed by and the great student that I was, I played the voice message. I have no clue how many times I replayed the voice message again and again that night. It seemed as if the morning was all night coming. It was 4. 30 am in the morning and I was wide awake still wanting to listen to that voice message one more time…..
What he revealed to me that night has never been mentioned in his books, tapes, videos or maybe I missed that in all his works It seemed as if he was aware of all my problems. It was a breath of fresh air carrying the perfume of sandalwood all over it. I was thrilled. It was mighty powerful. The best student had learnt life’s greatest lesson that day….
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