Guided, Guarded, and Graced: The Stunning "444" Miracle Arriving Just Within One Hour Today Exactly As the Divine Message Promised!!!

There are days when the Universe whispers.

And then there are days — rare, sacred, unforgettable — when it speaks so clearly, so loudly, so lovingly, that your entire being vibrates with recognition.

Today was again one of those extraordinary days.

A day woven with synchronicities, aligned with signs, guided by intuition, and bathed in angel numbers so precise it felt as though Heaven itself had arranged each step before I took it.

Today reminded me, once again, that when we surrender in faith and walk with trust, miracles do not need to be chased — they find us!

And they arrive in ways so personal, so intimate, so undeniably Divine, that all you can do is place your hand on your heart and whisper with immeasurable gratitude saying:

“Thank You.”

This is the story of how a simple hotel room search transformed into a breathtaking confirmation of Divine grace — and how a channeled message arriving at the perfect moment felt like a mirror held up by the Universe, reflecting my own journey of trust, surrender, and alignment.

Last night, on 16th November 2025, my mother and I checked into a hotel with the intention of staying a couple days. Nothing unusual. No expectations of miracles. Just a place to rest.

But when I woke up this morning, something inside me whispered —

"Leave this hotel. There is another place meant for you."

This feeling was so strong, so persistent, that I honoured it.

Being completely new to this area, I had no familiarity, no plan… only an inner nudge that felt like guidance.

So I checked out.

I visited a few hotels, but none felt right in my heart. A subtle misalignment each time.

And midst this running around, I received a notification — a new divinely channeled message from Meraki Musings.

I could not open it immediately, but the thumbnail caught my eye:

444 • 555

Angel numbers of Divine support, breakthroughs, and alignment.

I smiled and thought, “I’ll watch it once I settle into the next hotel.”

The Universe, however, had other plans.

Eventually, I found a hotel that felt promising.

The receptionist asked a staff member to show me rooms.

He took me to the 3rd floor first.

He even attempted to open Room 333 — but it wouldn’t open.

While he went downstairs to fix the key situation, I stood there quietly, intuitively thinking:

If 333 is here on the 3rd floor… then the room exactly above it on the 4th floor must be 444.

A divine whisper. A random thought… or so I believed.

Moments later, he returned and said:

“Madam, we have to go to the 4th floor.”

I followed him silently.

And then, without hesitation — without me asking —

he walked straight to Room No. 444.

The energy that rushed through me…

the goosebumps…

the joy…

It was as if the Universe smiled at me and said:

“Yes, beloved. This is for you.”

I asked him just to be sure:

“Is this the room available for us today?”

He said:

“Yes.”

My heart overflowed.

Out of all possible rooms…

out of all directions he could have taken…

out of all numbers…

the hotel staff themselves offered me Room with number 444.

The exact angel number shown to me in the divine message uploaded just one hour earlier.

Furthermore, a message uploaded by a channel named Meraki Musings — and “Meraki” has been my soul-name since 2016–2017

My blog itself is called “Dr Racchana D Fadia’s Muse.”

Sometimes I wonder…

Is there a parallel version of my soul in another universe… blessing me, guiding me, sending me these signs?

Anything is possible — and today felt like a cosmic confirmation.

And so when I read out aloud the beautiful message from Meraki Musings to Mom, to share my euphoria of experiencing Live & Instantaneous Demonstration of "God/Universe in Action" , I was literally overwhelmed with tears of immense joy, since the Divinely Channelled Message perfectly aligned with my own experiences, and that too just within one hour of this message being uploaded!

Title : YOU ARE SO CLOSE — Your Angels have a Message for you, It is Divinely Arranged — Harvest Season:

You may not see it yet, but child, something beautiful is growing in the soil of your faith. Every tear you planted, prayers you said when no one was listening, has become seeds in Divine garden. You thought some seasons were empty, but in truth, they were sacred preparation. God was softening the ground of your heart, clearing what could not remain, making space for what will never leave. Miracles do not always arrive with thunder and lightning sometimes, they bloom quietly in the same places you thought were dead. And soon, you will walk into the field of answered prayers and realize this, this was what He was building through every delay, detour, every moment you kept believing when it made no sense at all.

There will be days ahead where blessings will feel like rain soft, unending, effortless. You will look around and see doors opening without force, connections that feel divinely arranged, opportunities that match your spirit, not your struggle. You will say, "How did this happen?" And Heaven will reply "It was always growing."

Keep your faith steady, beloved. The harvest is closer than you think. In His garden of miracle, nothing sown in trust ever goes unseen. Every act of faith bears fruit, in time, in fullness, and in grace. You are blooming in divine timing. Happy miracles are unfolding in your life with ease and grace in perfect ways Your faith aligns you with surprise blessings, and everything is divinely unfolding for you faster and better than you can even imagine You are highly favored in God's name say 'AMEN'

Affirm: I walk through Heaven's garden, favored, guided, and endlessly blessed, under grace in perfect ways. So be it. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.

Signs of confirmations: Gold Ongot, jade plant, 444, 555. May you receive 333 folds back....

I Saw how the ALIGNMENT of the message is too perfect to Ignore

Every word matched my morning.

Every line mirrored my journey.

“Doors opening without force.”

— The hotel staff literally opened Room Ni. 444 for me, without me asking!

“Divinely arranged.”

— The room was chosen for me, not by me.

“Happy miracles unfolding with ease and grace.”

— Exactly what I lived today, hour by hour.

“Signs: 444, 555, and may you receive 333 folds back.”

— The first room attempted was 333.

— The chosen room was 444.

— The thumbnail showed 555 that was seen on 11th November 2025 already 

A trinity of confirmation.

A cosmic harmony.

A Divine orchestration beyond logic.

This was not coincidence.

This was communication.

My FAITH, My SURRENDER, My TRUTH

Recently someone asked me:

“If miracles happen so easily for you, why don’t you ask God for this or that (specific things pertainingto my situations)?”

And my answer poured out of my soul:

“Because God is my parent.

A child does not need to tell the parent what she needs.

The parent already knows.”

My vision is limited.

The Divine vision is infinite.

So I simply surrender and say:

“Give me what is best for me.

Guide me where I am meant to be.

Lead me in alignment with my highest good and the highest good for all involved”

And today…

the Universe proved once again that this trust is never misplaced.

My Prayers For Everyone Who Comes Across This

May every soul reading these words remember:

You are guided, even when you feel lost.

You are seen, even when you feel invisible.

You are loved, even when you feel alone.

The Universe has never stopped speaking to you —

sometimes through intuition,

sometimes through people,

sometimes through numbers,

and sometimes through quiet miracles that unfold in the most ordinary places.

May you walk forward with faith that is steady and unshakeable.

May you trust that your steps are ordered, your path is blessed, and your timing is Divine.

May doors open for you without force.

May opportunities align with your spirit, not your struggle.

May miracles flow into your life gently, naturally, and abundantly —

just as Supreme/Universe did for me today.

May your heart remain open to wonder.

And may you always feel held by the Love that created you.

With gratitude, with reverence, and with awe —

may the Light be with Us and may the Truth guide Us lovingly To Our Innermost self!

Forever a Seeker of Truth,

A Warrior of Light,

A Child of the Divine —

Meraki in spirit, always.

Meraki Pegasus 

Dr Racchana D Fadia

How the Universe Weaves Synchronicities Into a Living, Breathing Masterpiece of Lived Experiences Through Messages From the Tribe!

There are moments in life when the Universe stops feeling distant and instead becomes a living, breathing artist — weaving synchronicities, messages, symbols, people, and revelations into a masterpiece far greater than anything our logical mind could ever design. In those moments, life feels less like a sequence of events and more like a cosmic conversation, a dialogue between our soul and the unseen Tribe that walks beside us. These are the moments when we realise that every message is intentional, every encounter is purposeful, and every thread — no matter how unexpected — is part of a divine tapestry guiding us home to who we truly are.

This morning, I stumbled upon a podcast completely serendipitously — one that instantly captivated my heart and spirit. It featured Angel Morgan, a beautiful lady who describes herself as a "Realm Walker". The moment I heard this term, something deep within me stirred - Realm Walker. It felt like a word I had been waiting for without knowing it. A word that fit the way my inner world has always worked… freely moving across dimensions, guided by intuition, called to wherever the presence is needed.

Angel shared how, during a particularly dark chapter in her life, she was guided by South American medicine men. Their wisdom was so simple, yet profoundly transformative.

One of them told her:

“Life is as simple or complex as we make it.”

And another said (Timestamp ~04:00):

“There are no such things as problems in life — only opportunities to learn and grow.”

Hearing these words hit me deeply, because this is exactly the inner contemplation I’ve been going through these last few days. Just like Angel, I have been revisiting past heartbreaks, betrayals, the difficult phases, the heavy questions… and trying to make sense of why life unfolded the way it did.

Angel went on to describe how she, too, looked back on six years filled with challenges — abuse, pain, confusion, struggles. And then she realized:

Those experiences came to make her stronger.

They were teaching her to set boundaries.

To use her voice.

To stand her ground and finally say, “This is Who I Am!” - an Authentic Being!

The moment she said this, my connection with her deepened. It felt like someone had articulated my journey — my lessons — my becoming!

She also said something that hit my soul like a gentle revelation:

“These words came when I was ready to listen" — not just hear them and let them pass.

That distinction — between hearing and truly listening — is everything. It is the shift that happens only when the soul is ready. And in that moment, I realised that I, too, had reached that readiness.

She then explained the term Realm Walker so beautifully:

“The only limitations we have are the ones we place upon ourselves.”

She said she never limits herself to just one realm or one skill. She freely moves across many realms — wherever her assistance, intuition, or intervention is needed. A free bird. A messenger. A guide. A bridge between worlds.

And then came the part that I admired most.

When the interviewer asked her:

“How does one develop psychic abilities?”

She replied with such clarity to mean this:

“More important than how to develop psychic abilities is why.

Do you wish to be of service?

And not just to humans — but to animals, ancestors, and other beings?”

The depth, integrity, and purity of that response gave me goosebumps.

This is exactly the kind of service-oriented spiritual path I resonate with.

This is the wavelength on which my own soul vibrates.

This is the understanding I’ve always naturally embodied.

Listening to her felt like listening to a reflection of myself — a soul from the same tribe. Someone who walks the unseen, guided by intuition, serving beyond boundaries. Truly an Angel, just like her name.

I don’t believe in coincidences anymore.

I believe in synchronicities — divine alignments — and reminders from the Universe that we are not alone in our journey.

And today, Angel Morgan was that reminder.

There was one more thing Angel Morgan said that struck me straight in the heart — something I resonate with at the deepest level.

She said:

“When Angel Morgan is on stage, people only see Angel. But it’s not just Angel — it’s an entire team of spirit guides and spirit. I never work alone.”

And then she added even more profound words: 

“You don’t work for Spirit, and Spirit doesn’t work for you.

You work together.

You collaborate.

You converse.

You set boundaries.

You speak to them just as you speak to another human.”

The moment I heard this, something inside me lit up.

Because this is exactly what my life has shown me again and again — that I am never alone, that there is a Divine Spirit team walking with me, guiding me, protecting me, correcting my course, speaking through signs, numbers, synchronicities, messages, and inward whispers.

This is why every miracle feels like a dialogue —

a two-way conversation between my soul and something infinitely loving.

When Angel said those words, I felt that instant chord, that inner recognition, that silent knowing:

“Yes… this is my truth too!”

Maybe that’s why her very name is Angel.

Maybe that’s why I felt that sense of 

“I know this… I’ve lived this… this is my world too."

And as I listened to Angel speak — so authentically, so unapologetically, so humbly — I felt nothing but admiration.

Not just for her gifts, but for her courage.

For the truth she walks with.

For the way she honors her spirit team, her intuition, her path, and her purpose without diluting any part of herself.

Her authenticity was not loud — it is luminous.

And that luminosity stirred something deep within me.

Because as she spoke, I realized that this is what my own soul longs for too —

to grow, to expand, to refine my own gifts,

to walk fearlessly between realms with clarity and grace,

to be of service to humans, animals, ancestors, and any unseen beings,

to collaborate consciously with Spirit rather than just pray from afar.

Somewhere inside me, a quiet truth awakened:

My soul yearns for this evolution.

My spirit remembers this path.

And a part of me knows — this is where I am headed.

Not to imitate her, but to become the truest version of me.

To walk the worlds I am meant to walk.

To answer the intuitive callings that have been whispering to me for years.

To grow into my own capacity as a guide, a messenger, a bridge —

in whatever unique way the Divine shapes my journey.

Another aspect of Angel Morgan that deeply moved me was her wisdom around non-competition. She said she doesn’t believe in competing with anyone — especially not with fellow healers, intuitives, or soul-led beings. Her philosophy was so simple, yet so liberating:

“Those who are meant to come to me will come to me.

Those who are meant to come to you will come to you.”

No chasing.

No comparing.

No competing.

Just pure alignment.

Hearing her speak this truth felt like someone was echoing my own inner principles. I have always believed that every soul finds the guide, mentor, healer, teacher, or companion who is meant for them — in the perfect moment, in the perfect way. What is aligned will flow. What is not meant for us will naturally drift away. This beautiful, non-competitive way of living and serving resonated with me at the deepest level.

And just when I thought the synchronicities had ended, the Universe surprised me yet again.

During the podcast, the interviewer, Sahas Chopra, asked Angel Morgan about a video he had shown her — a video of children with their activated third eye chakra, accessing heightened intuition, and demonstrating extraordinary abilities even while being completely blindfolded.

The moment he mentioned it, I felt a jolt of recognition.

Because just yesterday, completely out of the blue, I had been guided to a YouTube video featuring children and teens in India who had completed the Intuition Process by The Art of Living Foundation — displaying absolutely breathtaking psychic abilities.

These young souls were shown:

solving Rubik’s cubes while fully blindfolded,

reading mobile screens with the precision of open eyes,

identifying colours, objects, and text without sight,

and even reports of telekinesis — spoon bending, and lifting car tyres with nothing but focused intention…

abilities straight out of an X-Men storyline, yet demonstrated by real children.

I was so moved and amazed that I immediately encouraged both my brothers to get their children registered for the same course — especially because the program is only open until age 18, and one of my nieces had just crossed 20, leaving the other three with this beautiful opportunity still open.

What astonished me was not just the abilities of these children, but the synchronicity of it all — that Sahas Chopra’s conversation with Angel Morgan about intuitive, blindfolded children accessing extraordinary abilities through an activated third-eye chakra appeared today, on 15th November 2025 — exactly one day after I was guided to a completely different YouTuber sharing similar stories on 14th November 2025.

I had literally been wondering yesterday why such intuition-training programs are offered only to children under 18 — why not adults too? And today, through Angel, I received my answer.

Holly Molly — another divine breadcrumb, perfectly timed meaningful synchronicity - answer delivered on a plate by Universe!!!

No common channel.

No shared creator.

No logical algorithmic link.

Yet both appeared in my suggestions as if the Universe is stitching the threads of my consciousness together, whispering gently:

“Look…Pay attention... this too is part of your path. These signs are not random. This is your realm.”

And yet another moment arrived during the podcast that made me fall even more deeply in admiration for Angel Morgan — her secular, inclusive, non-dogmatic approach to spirituality. The way she spoke about honouring all cultures, all deities, all ancestors, all beings, regardless of where they come from, felt so expansive… so liberating… so pure.

She said she is always open and willing to acknowledge, accept, and respect any spirit, guide, deity, or ancestor from any culture who wishes to work with a soul — because in our past lives, we ourselves may have belonged to different religions, different lands, different cultures. And those divine beings from our past journeys continue to love us, guide us, and protect us, whether or not we consciously identify with them today.

Whether or not we practice those traditions in this lifetime…

the soul remembers.

The connections remain.

This touched me deeply, because it resonated so profoundly with my own worldview - "VASUDHAIVA KUTUMBAKKAM" meaning "The World Is One Family"

She shared an extraordinary example — one that still gives me goosebumps.

Angel described how, during a session, the shadow of a woman appeared tied to Angel’s energetic field. This being revealed her name: Baba Mishka. She said that she was the reincarnation of Angel’s own son and had also been Angel’s grandmother in a past life — and that she was here to teach Angel something she once knew.

Angel, ever discerning, asked her for proof.

A validation.

A sign.

And the spirit instructed her simply:

“Google the meaning of the name Mishka.”

Angel did — and discovered that Mishka means “little bear”.

Her son had been called “little bear” from the moment he was born in the delivery room.

Angel gasped.

I too gasped while listening.

These are the kinds of revelations that carry the unmistakable fragrance of truth of the Divine Oneness.

Then Angel said something that made me smile from the soul — a smile that rose from a place far deeper than the mind:

“Every soul carries an essence.

My essence is TRUTH,

My son’s essence is LIGHT.”

That one sentence felt like a divine echo across dimensions.

Because for the longest time — in every blog, in every reflection, in every note poured straight from my heart — I have always signed off as:

“Forever a Seeker of TRUTH...”

And through my own poem “Who Am I?” that flowed into my consciousness in 2019, my higher self had already whispered to me that I am

a Warrior of the LIGHT.

So when Angel spoke those words — Truth as her essence and Light as her son’s — it felt like a mirror lifted toward my spirit.

A synchronicity.

A resonance.

A cosmic wink.

A reminder that souls from the same tribe often recognise each other through the language of essence

It made me realise something:

There is a tribe of souls across the world —

who walk realms,

who follow intuition,

who honour all traditions,

who serve beyond the limits of form,

who see synchronicity as language,

and who carry Truth and Light as their essence.

And as if all of this wasn’t already extraordinary, Angel ended with the one thing that ties every spiritual journey together — FAITH. 

She spoke about Faith with the kind of softness and certainty that only comes from lived experience. Faith in oneself. Faith in one’s spirit team. 

Faith in the Divine orchestration behind every twist and turn. She shared how her work is deeply rooted in helping others develop this inner Faith — not as a concept, but as a lived, breathing, everyday relationship with the unseen. 

And in that moment, I felt another wave of resonance wash over me, because this is exactly what I have been cultivating within myself all along. Guiding others. Reminding them of their own power. Trusting the whispers. Trusting the signs. Trusting the dance between my soul and the Universe. So many points of alignment, so many echoes of my own journey reflected in her words, that I felt nothing short of ecstatic — thrilled that out of all possible videos, all possible moments, all possible paths, I found her podcast through a simple auto-suggestion. A divine nudge… straight into the arms of synchronicity.

Listening to this interview with Angel Morgan felt like watching the future version of a part of my own soul — a reminder of what is possible when we embrace our gifts, our intuition, and our purpose with honesty and devotion.

I loved the adventurous, pure, authentic, brave, non-judgmental, inclusive, fearless, loving, and serving side of Angel — qualities that resonate deeply with the very core of my own soul.

And maybe…

just maybe…

my path is gently guiding me toward becoming a Realm Walker myself!

And perhaps that is why this “serendipitous” encounter found me today.

Not by chance — but by alignment.

By resonance.

By readiness.

Because maybe… just maybe…

I, too, am meant to become a Realm Walker in my own divinely orchestrated way!!!

Forever A Humble Seeker of Truth & The Divine

- Meraki Pegasus

The Bus I Thought I Missed — A Journey Through Divine Timing and Leelas of Lord Krishna, Almighty God & All The Spiritual Gurus!

Over the last few days, I found myself in a quiet inner tug-of-war. Though I kept reminding myself that “whatever happens, happens for good,” and that everything unfolds in its divine timing, a part of me still wavered. Some rough patches can make even the strongest faith flicker for a while.

I was questioning myself deeply — whether I was delayed in life, why I had to suffer so many heartaches through betrayals and loneliness despite being kind and loyal. Whether I had wasted my years on people who never truly deserved my goodness, wasted time on things that were a waste of my time... whether I would ever be free from the clutches of the legal battles I was dragged into without fault — at least in this lifetime — and when I would finally find my path.

And then, on the evening of 10th November 2025, while driving, I saw the number 555 on a car number plate. I didn’t know then that it would soon become a significant divine confirmation number for me — a sign that Heaven was already listening.

The very next morning, 11th November 2025, I received a message through the YouTube channel Meraki Musings, titled “Heaven’s Appointed Hour.” It felt as though the Divine was speaking directly to my heart. 

The message said:

“This is the appointed hour, My child. You have not missed your moment. Time has not forgotten you and destiny has not delayed you. Everything you thought was postponed was being perfectly positioned. There is a rhythm to Heaven's design and though you cannot always hear the music, your life is moving in its melody. The dreams you buried are not dead; they are planted. And God, the Keeper of time, is tending them in secret soil. When it seems still, He is setting the stage. When it feels silent, He is scripting something divine. Do not confuse waiting with wasting — in every delay, He has hidden divine detail. You will rise right on time. Not a second early, not a moment late. Because your timeline is written in eternal ink and no force can erase what He has decreed. Soon, the pieces that made no sense will align like constellations and you will see that every turn, pause, heartbreak was a part of your becoming. You will step into your purpose and you will recognize it as home. And when that hour comes, oh, beloved... it will unfold effortlessly, beautifully, inevitably. God has made all things beautiful in their time. You are in perfect alignment with divine timing. Trust the unseen work of Heaven and rise into your divine becoming. You saw ashes, but God saw the soil of a new beginning. You saw endings, but He saw resurrection. Every moment of love you gave, every tear that fell unseen — He has kept them all. Everything you prayed for is growing toward you, like dawn approaching the horizon. In God's name say 'Amen'.

Signs of confirmation: Scarlet, Sea Shell, 143, 555.”

When I heard those words, my heart skipped a beat. I immediately recollected seeing that same number — 555, the previous evening on 10th November! For a moment, I wondered if seeing the number first and then receiving the message the next day really meant it was for me.

But the Universe, in its infinite kindness, sent me another gentle nudge of confirmation on same day i.e., 11th November. Soon after, I saw another vehicle, a bike this time, with the number 5550. I tried to take a picture, and though the frame got slightly cut, the number can still be clearly made out. 

It was as if the Divine was smiling and saying, “Yes, My child, this message is indeed for you.”

On same day's evening on 11th November 2025, I watched a beautiful Gujarati movie with my mother : “Laalo — Shri Krishna Sada Sahaayte”, which translates to “Lord Krishna Always Helps.”

Throughout the movie, my eyes remained moist. The story reflected how Lord Krishna truly helps His devotees course-correct their lives through divine intervention and miracles. I resonated deeply with every scene — because, in my own life too, I’ve experienced how The Divine - in various Avatars of God, Goddesses, Archangels, Gurus, Ancestors - The Divine Collective - has repeatedly stepped in to protect, guide, and realign me whenever my path began to blur.

It felt like this movie was preparing my heart to receive the next day’s miracle — softening it with faith, reminding me of His eternal presence, and reminding me that the Leelas of the Divine are always unfolding, even when we can’t see them.

But later that night, after the movie, certain event and happenings once again stirred my mind. I found myself questioning whether my heart-led decisions made any sense in a world driven by materialism and practicality.

Was I being naïve?

Am I too late?

Have I missed the bus?

Was I wrong in doing all that I did till now?

Was faith ever enough?

These thoughts lingered as I went to bed, still whispering doubts into my heart.

And then came this morning — 12th November 2025 — when the Universe replied again, this time through another message from Meraki Musings 

To my complete astonishment, it was about the Divine replying to the exact question I had asked myeslf, the previous night — “Have I missed the bus?”

The message told the story of a girl who thought she had missed her bus, only to realize later that she had accidentally caught the perfect one that was meant for her dreams to come true - And this Became a priceless most treasured Gift for me today — The “Missed Bus” Miracle, 

"Sometimes, what feels like a delay is actually the Universe adjusting your path, rearranging your timing so that you end up where you were always meant to be. There was a girl who affirmed her dream every morning at the bus stop — her dream was to find a job that makes her feel alive again. She did not know how, but she believed it was coming. One day she missed her bus, she was so upset, annoyed, and she caught the next one, fully packed, and sat beside a kind stranger. He turned out to be a creative director looking for a writer — someone exactly like her. That accident became her opportunity. She did not miss her bus; she caught the one meant for her. Sometimes manifestation is that simple! A detour leading straight to destiny. And that’s how it happens sometimes, not through luck, but through divine timing hidden in what looks like delay. When things don’t go your way, remember, you might just be missing the wrong bus! Everything that is meant for you will find you in the right time, in the right way. Keep commanding, keep declaring your success... and expect miracles.”

My joy knew no bounds. The very doubt — “Have I missed the bus?” — that I had thought in my mind seemed miraculously conveyed to the Universe and had exactly been echoed back to me word-for-word in the form of a beautiful story the very next morning. What more proof could one ask for that the Divine hears every thought, every whisper, every heartbeat - that the Divine dwells within us?

And this is exactly the climax message conveyed in the last scene of the movie we saw last night, Lalo – Shri Krishna Sada Sahaayte, where Laalo asks Lord Krishna, "Prabhu where did You go away??? I searched for You everywhere for the last 8 months... I've been every place looking out for You, Even visited "Dwarka" twice...."

And then Lord Krishna tells Laalo:

“You looked for Me everywhere outside and didn’t find Me — but you forgot to look for Me in one place.”

Then Lord Krishna places His palm on Laalo’s heart and says,

“That’s exactly where I dwell. If you had looked within yourself, you would have found Me there,I  AM within your heart.”

It was as if the Divine had aligned everything — the numbers, the messages, the film — to remind me again: the light we seek outside is the one already glowing within.

I was overjoyed beyond words — filled with gratitude and awe. Once again, the Universe had shown me that every word I have thought and spoken to the Divine is heard instantly, answered lovingly, and reflected back unmistakably.

These three days — the 10th, 11th, and 12th of November 2025 — will forever be etched in my heart as a living testimony to Divine orchestration. From flickers of doubts to a flood of faith, from despair to deep reassurances — everything unfolded with perfect rhythm.

It’s as if the Universe is whispering:

“You haven’t missed your bus. You’re on the one designed only for you.”

I even wondered whether to share this experience publicly, and then another thought arose —

If sharing my own lived experience rekindles even one person’s faith, restores even one soul’s trust in divine timing, then it’s worth every word, it’s worth sharing.

Because when I had once asked myself in 2019,  “Who am I?” — the answer came softly in the form of a poem that flowed through my subconscious, at a time when I wasn’t even aware of all the what, how, and when.

WHO AM I ?

And perhaps that’s why, years ago, these words flowed through me like a celestial stream — the poem that named my purpose and my path - The words whispered through my spirit:

“You are the one who reminds others of their true self — to connect them with the divine within them.” 

And so, to anyone reading this — if you too are questioning your timing, feeling delayed, or doubting your path, remember this - the Divine never forget us... Sometimes, the bus we think we missed was never ours to catch. The one meant for us will always arrive — right on time.

II Jai Shri Krishna. Jai Swami Samarth. Jai GuruDev

Digambara Digambara Shri Paad Vallabh Digambara II

My Tryst with the Eternal Truth — Sadhguru's Shivoham!

The moment I heard the shloka spoken by the great Avatar, the child prodigy — His Holiness Jagadguru Adi Shankaracharya  — “Shivoham”, I fell so deeply in love with it! Listening it for the first time  moved something within me profoundly. The power of those words, affirming the eternal truth of our own divine essence, touched my soul deeply and I tried to memorize it and even tested myself by reciting it without looking at the lyrics. Perhaps I peeked when I got stuck — as the pauses reveal — but even those moments felt sacred — reminders of my humble effort to align with the vibration of Shiva consciousness.. 

Although I may not remember this shloka by heart today, here is the Sadhguru version of “Shivoham” that I fell in love with instantaneously — it continues to awaken the same blissful stillness within, reminding me of the truth that I am That, I am Shiva. 

The version from Sadhguru -

This remains etched in my heart — a milestone on my spiritual journey toward the realization of “I am That” — Shivoham!!!

Forever A Humble Seeker Of Truth & Divine 

Meraki Pegasus

My First ever message from one of my Guru "Akkalkot Shri Swami Samarth Maharaj"

Today, my heart overflows with gratitude and devotion! Receiving this Divinely timed message at the most perfect moment felt like Mauli Baba Himself reaching out in reassurance.

As I heard His sacred words, tears of joy streamed down my face — not from sorrow, but from the bliss of knowing that His grace is ever-present.

These divine synchronicities are gentle reminders that I and my loved ones are always being watched over, guided, and protected — no matter what storms life may bring or what games the world may play.

Jai Swami Samarth!

Digambara Digambara Shri Paad Vallabh Digambara!

Forever A Humble Seeker of Truth and the Divine 

Meraki Pegasus 

A Salute to An Iron Lady - Real but Unsung Heroes of India!

In a world dazzled by fame, glamour, and power, we often mistake visibility for value. Our society mostly celebrates celebrities who act on screens, but rarely acknowledges those who act from the heart, the unsung warriors who fight silent battles for truth, justice, and human welfare. Their stories don’t trend on social media, nor do they make it to primetime news, yet, their impact saves lives and generations to come, in the most literal sense.

One such hero is Dr. Sivaranjani Santosh from Hyderabad, a pediatrician who has dedicated years of her life to exposing harmful medical practices and the deep-rooted nexus between pharma giants, hospitals, and political interests. Her recent campaign since 2018 to remove dangerous ORS formulations from the market, products that were ironically worsening diarrhea in children instead of curing it, is a testament to her courage and commitment to medical ethics over money.

Am deeply moved by her revelations. Listening to Dr. Sivaranjani reminded me of a painful incident from my own family. When my nephew was just an infant, he suffered from severe diarrhea. Despite giving him what we were told was the best treatment, including branded ORS purchased from outside, his condition only worsened until hospitalization became unavoidable. Despite being a doctor myself, I also couldn’t understand why the treatment designed to help him seemed to be harming him instead. 

Today, after hearing Dr. Sivaranjani’s explanation, and research, the dots connect.

I finally know why! and my heart fills with both outrage and gratitude. Outrage at a system that allowed this deception to continue, and gratitude for the brave souls and true Heroes who risk their careers and safety to speak the truth.

Her work is not just medical activism, it’s an act of deep compassion and service to humanity. She stands as a shining reminder that real heroism lies not in applause or fame, but in the courage to protect truth and life, even when it means standing alone.

Maybe these heroes are not as famous as Indian celebrities, nor as glamorous as our Bollywood stars. Yet, their determination and perseverance shine far brighter — for they keep swimming against the tides when all odds are stacked against them.

These are the real heroes of our nation, people who swim against the tide of greed, apathy, and corruption; who uphold principles when it’s easier to stay silent; who fight not for applause, but for lives. They remind us that true service is not about charity galas or headlines — it is about empathy in action.

These are people who choose integrity over convenience, truth over comfort. They keep working silently, in alignment with their principles and values, for the benefit of millions who may never even know their names — driven purely by empathy and loving-kindness. They dare to challenge giant corporations, red tapism and bureaucracies that too often serve only the interests of powerful lobbies that fund them.

I am quite surprised and even disheartened to realize that Indian media has barely covered the incredible and relentless efforts of Dr. Sivaranjani from Hyderabad, whose work exposed the dangers of certain ORS formulations that were ironically harming, rather than healing, children suffering from diarrhea. Her courage and persistence in taking on the powerful nexus between pharmaceutical companies, hospitals, and political interests : all driven by profit over human life, reveals one of the darkest sides of modern medicine.

That mainstream media has remained largely silent about Dr. Sivaranjani’s long, grueling crusade, a fight for the voiceless and vulnerable children who have no means or consciousness to understand that their parents’ love and fear for their children were being exploited by powerful lobbies as opportunities turning illness into industry. This is one of the most tragic commentaries of our times. 

While the media tirelessly follows up, churns out and broadcasts what celebrity said what, loves eating what, who wore what at which event, boarded which flight even commenting on fashion taste for attire while taking flights, news such as where they are vacationing or planning to marry, it turns a blind eye to stories that truly matter — real life stories of conscience, courage, grit and compassion that could awaken collective awareness and uplift morales of millions is ignored, while shallow headlines engineered for TRPs, likes, and clicks dominate our screens. 

Just recently, I even received multiple forwards of the recent Miss Universe event, where an Indian contestant was crowned, shared by friends, colleagues, and various social WhatsApp groups. In contrast, I have yet to see such widespread attention for Dr. Sivaranjani’s remarkable contributions to children’s health—work that impacts countless lives across the country, including our own families. With all due respect to the achievements of beauty pageant winners, this contrast highlights how often society celebrates glamour and spectacle, while the tireless efforts of those driving real, long-term social reform sometimes go unnoticed.

It is a painful reminder of how easily substance is sacrificed for spectacle, and how the ones who fight for humanity, justice, and truth often walk unseen and alone in the shadows of a distracted and desensitized world.

But perhaps that’s how the truth often begins, quietly, through the courage of one conscience that refuses to bend. 

In an era when sickness has become a business and fear a tool of profit, people like Dr. Sivaranjani bring back hope that not all healers have sold their soul to the system.

Having personally fought legal battles against influential lobbies despite being from a medical background, I can deeply relate to the enormous effort it takes, the endless paperwork, the coordination with lawyers and court staff, the draining uncertainty of outcomes, and the emotional toll it takes while juggling professional and personal responsibilities. It demands not just courage, but endurance, faith, and inner strength to face the challenges both external as well as internal!

That is why I see Dr. Sivaranjani’s achievement as no less than that of a True Iron Lady — someone who stood tall against all odds, refusing to give in to pressure or fatigue, driven purely by empathy and a sense of duty toward the voiceless despite no literal rewards on personal or professional front being apparent in her pursuit!

Her victory after 8 years of perseverance is not just a professional triumph; it is a triumph of conscience over Kaliyug. 

She fought for something that may never bring her financial reward or glamour or fame, yet her actions have safeguarded countless innocent lives for generations to come! 

Her journey renews my faith that integrity and compassion are still alive and quietly shaping the world in ways grand speeches never could.

To such souls, the unsung guardians of humanity, the real heroes, I offer my heartfelt gratitude and salute, from the deepest core of my being.

Dr. Sivaranjani’s story and those of countless others like her, reminds us that real patriotism lies not in loud slogans, but in the choices we make, perseverance against all odds and the silent acts of conscience. These individuals are the moral backbone of our society, proving that integrity and empathy are still alive, even in an era clouded by greed and manipulation.

Equally important is to recognize and salute the Hon'ble Judges whose conscience, integrity, and judicial acumen upheld righteousness in the face of powerful, wealthy, and influential lobbies. Their courage to remain impartial, to focus solely on truth and justice, and to grant victory to efforts rooted in humanity and principle deserves our heartfelt gratitude. Such decisions remind us that the law can indeed serve as a force for good, and that there are guardians of justice who honor the spirit of their calling, inspiring faith in the system and hope for society.

Each time someone chooses truth over comfort, ethics over influence, and service over self-interest, a small light is lit — and together, these lights become the dawn of a more awakened nation.

May the modern media, too, find the courage to question what is wrong, to stand up for what is right, and to celebrate those who do so selflessly. Because a society that honors its truth-tellers and protectors of humanity is a society that still has hope!

While India has a proud tradition of honoring its citizens with titles such as Padma Vibhushan and Bharat Ratna, it is often observed that the spotlight tends to shine on celebrities or political figures. Many unsung heroes, whose relentless efforts transform lives and uphold humanity, remain largely unrecognized. I sincerely hope that in the future, the Indian Government will also celebrate and honor such true heroes with titles befitting their contributions, acknowledging the profound impact of their work on society.

Forever A Humble Seeker of Truth and the Divine 

Meraki Pegasus