I have one life, where I try to merge all the places I’m from, India and America, mother and father, past, present, and future. I have one life. That’s all any of us gets. And I know that I will make my way. For all rivers lead to the same ocean, we all look upon the same sky. I will write my own story. Amma’s life, the one she gave to me, is in my heart, my veins, my blood. And she is everywhere.
