A number of years have gone by since she left us but not a day goes by when we don't think of her. Much more than that, it's as though she is somehow a part of us – I personally feel that what I am now is somehow a compound of us both. Because of this feeling I have left everything of hers as it was when she walked out of our small place for the last time. We used to always look around and say goodbye to our place each time we traveled, knowing that we might be here for the last time. So everything is just the same – her clothes, shrine, her teddy bears and things.

Sri Chinmoy once said that the secret of life is that there is no death – the undying soul simply moves on to its next experience. How often he tells us "she is alive, she is alive, she is helping you, inspiring you, urging you forward..." and this coupled with the actual feeling of her in our lives makes her living presence such a reality. And among her friends, so many dreams and visitations!

I once privately lamented to myself that I never have 'experiences' of Subarata but Sri Chinmoy said to me, as though reading my mind, "Do not look for her around you, she is inside you – she is in you, with you and for you." So these Subarata reminiscences and tales are not a memorial but a part of her ongoing life and her ongoing contribution and inspiration to our lives, too.

        – Jogyata.