It is been 25 years since I was born, from a foetus in my mother's womb to an adult in today's fast paced world, I have spent a sizable period of time in this world. What is the purpose of life in this world? Why were we born in the form that we are? Is there a definite purpose for everything that happens to us and everything that we do?

This is the query that has haunted sages and philosophers for ages.

I have tried to find my purpose in this world, my first step was to find God. I was always a devout and religious kid, being brought up in an orthodox Palakkad Brahmin family, I grew up listening to stories from the Ramayana and the Mahabharata. Every morning and evening the lighting of the lamp in the puja room and the chanting of prayers was a practice that I was inculcated in at the age of four or five years.

When I was sixteen I entered the most important phase of my life–the Upanayanam ceremony was conducted and I became the proud bearer of the sacred thread. The moment I wore it and the sacred verses of the Gayathri mantra were introduced to me, I felt a strange sense of calm and a feeling of power envelop me.

I performed the Sandhyavandanam judiciously but the pressures of the board exams and juggling Calculus, Physics, Chemistry and Biology classes took its toll and the rituals were limited to holidays alone. As the years passed and I slowly read the works of Swami Vivekananda, Paramahansa Yogananda and J.K. Krishnamurti I found a strange sense of joy as if I had experienced the very incidents that the writers had undergone.

Realization came in the second year of college. I had to undergo a major operation and everyone was worried. For the first time in my life I felt that I was going to die. Right before the surgery when the doctors anesthetized me and I was slowly drifting into that dream world I saw my whole life flash past me in fast forward frame. When the surgery was going on I saw a powerful white light emanating from a red source. The source was shaped like a prism, and then I had a vision of a snowcapped mountain, on top of it there was a tree which bore golden fruits. In the shade of the tree was the powerful white light again. I could hear a powerful humming noise and some words too, but I just can't remember the words that I heard. That was the day I met God. The surgery was completed and I survived to write this post on my blog.

Swami Vivekananda, said-"Religion is the manifestation of the divinity already present in man."

Similarly since that day I have no longer searched for God and have found the force of the all pervading truth in my heart.

The quest continues as I continue to find my role, the tasks that I have been chosen to perform, and to merge myself in the all pervading ether.

The quest continues as the path meanders and the destination of my journey nears with each passing day......