My fellow desi ladies and gentlemen:
I stand here humbled by the historic significance of the moment. Last night from the chawls of Chennai to the burbs of Boston, from the galis of Gandhinagar to the gulleys of Galipoli, from the sarson fields of Sasaram to single-flats of Stratford-upon-Avon, we rose together in unison to praise and deify Swami Nithyananda Paramhamsa!
Those who do not know the Divine One may ask sacrilegiously, “who is this Nithyananda? Of what element is he made?” In fact, before last night, I myself had not heard his name. But when I heard the call of duty from a Higher Power , like thousands of my fellow countrymen, did I not rise to the occasion? Swami Nithyananda, the spiritual and temporal master, he of strong will and firm body, owner of sacred Ashram in Bidadi, conqueror of almost all the vices,  did he not deserve deification? 
When we heard that Swami Nithyananda and an anonymous devadasi  were together, we knew it was to maintain divine mingling of shakti and purusha and to restore the Cosmic Balance of the Universe. The ethereal moment passed through ethernet and guru and shishya were (and I quote from an article) “lying on a bed and doing personal things with each other”. Aah, who can fathom the leela of His Worship?
Passing the baton of messages,  across the globe, thousands of us chanted the mahamantra . It was the day and night stugggle of good and evil- the devas and the asuras, the yin and the yang. And by his benevolence and the prayers of his devotees, #nithyananda became a trending topic on Twitter reaching a million souls  ! So that the pearls of wisdom do not get lost in the sands of time, these were painstakingly collected  for future generations.
But now the following day, as the demons of darkness  try to insult Guruji, should we sit and do nothing? Shall the enormity of the moment lapse into distant memory? Nay, I say for we must remember to heart the scriptures that were chanted.
Last night in the midst of the mellifluous strains of tweet-sangeet we realized the Absolute Truth.
I am Nithyananda. You are Nithyananda. We are all Nithyananda. Tat tvam asi.
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