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I had been meaning to write about my visit to Sajjangad for a long time. Somehow, some experiences take time before they are ready to be put into words. This is one of them. I visited Sajjangad a couple of years ago, the sacred samadhi sthal of Samarth Ramdas  Swami. At that point in time, I honestly knew very little about him. I knew the name, I knew he was a great saint, and I knew this fort in the Western Ghats near Satara held his samadhi. That was about it. After the visit, something stayed with me. A quiet curiosity. I began collecting a few books and reading about his life and teachings. I wouldn’t say I studied deeply, I skimmed, paused, reflected. And yet, even that was enough to feel a shift. When I came across Manache Shlok , it felt unexpectedly personal. Each shloka felt like it was not written for the world, but for one’s own mind. There was no preaching to others. No philosophical show-off. It was intimate. Direct. Almost corrective at times. In a world full of confu...