Part One — My yogi-friends

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I said to X, "Please tell me what happened when you met God for the first time."

"When I met God for the first time, He immediately fell in love with me. But I doubted. I hesitated to bask in the infinite effulgence of His Light. I suspected. I suspected my inner vision."

I said to Y, "Please tell me what happened when you met God for the first time."

"Because of my long forgotten Self, God shed endless tears of joy when I met Him for the first time. I kissed and kissed His Feet of endless Compassion."

I said to Z, "Please tell me what happened when you met God for the first time."

"When I met God for the first time, with His Eyes He immediately fed my hunger of millennia. I fed Him with my heart's endless cry."

Now the three God-realised souls said to me, "You have interviewed us. Now you have to tell us what happened when you met God for the first time."

I was more than ready and eager to tell My yogi-friends about my first meeting with God. But God immediately commanded my silence and demanded my surrender.

After some time, God on my behalf said to my yogi-friends, "When he and I met for the first time, we stabbed each other. Yes, we stabbed each other."

"Stabbed with what?"

"With love, love, and love. Is it not true?"

"God, what am I going to do with You? You are telling a lie. I stabbed You with my brooding ignorance. You stabbed me with Your ever-compassionate and all-liberating Love."

God said, "No sir, you have totally forgotten about our first meeting. What am I going to do with your feeble memory?"

"You are my Lord of immediate Forgiveness. You are my Lord of eternal Concern. You are my Lord of constant Compassion."