The dream did not reveal the darshan itself, but the soul knows it has bowed before the eternal.To walk those steps with my life’s companion was a blessing in itself.
Perhaps the Lord chose to erase the image of the darshan, leaving only the ascent,The unseen darshan is not absence, but presence in another form—a reminder that faith is not always about what the eyes behold, but what the heart carries.
In dreams, as in life, the Lord teaches through mystery. The forgotten vision is not a loss, but a gift: a whisper that the eternal is found not only in the sanctum, but in every step taken towards it.