One can only sit and meditate along the banks of the river Beas, for a limited of time before being prompted to move on. My father chose to return to the Netherlands and we soon followed.
In Amsterdam, he returned to work as a house painter and my mother returned to being a homemaker. My brother and I became automatic vegetarians as our mother embraced the Radha Soami faith and her initiation soon followed.
There was no flight to the Punjab, nor seeing the Golden Temple of Amritsar, no visits to the Dera along the river Beas for my mother; only a short train ride to Den Hague.
Soon the pressure was on, for me to be initiated into their faith and to follow The Way of The Masters.
With the help of my parents, a letter was composed and forwarded to Charan Singh at the Dera Baba Singh, asking for initiation into their faith. My rejection letter arrived a few weeks later. The Master felt that I was too young to make such a life decision and I was most likely just pleasing my parents. A decision that only can be made as an adult.
Now as an adult, I have the highest respect for the late Maharaj Charan Singh Ji, for he was correct in his judgement. The Way of the Masters wasn't my chosen path, but my parents. Instead, I chose The Road Less Travelled.
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