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Om is Lost_Ira Trivedi

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Inhale… Exhale.<br />

With each breath that <strong>Om</strong> took of the<br />

forest air, he felt a little better. With each<br />

breathe out he let a little bit of h<strong>is</strong> fear, a<br />

little bit of h<strong>is</strong> sadness leave h<strong>is</strong> body.<br />

Master Titu had told him once when he<br />

was a little puppy, “Crying never solved<br />

anyone’s problems. Little puppies have<br />

to be strong.” As he inhaled and exhaled,<br />

he lay down on h<strong>is</strong> back relaxing in a<br />

bed of leaves and soon he fell asleep.<br />

<strong>Om</strong> dreamt of Master Titu, h<strong>is</strong> parents,<br />

and the ashram. “Our dreams are the<br />

wh<strong>is</strong>pers of the universe,” Master Titu<br />

was telling him. Oh! It felt so good to be<br />

back at home.

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