"The lotus of my heart is trembling, my maddened mind is enjoying the fun of it. The madman (Shiva) and madwoman (Kali) have gathered together a whole crowd of mad people. And look, Anandamayi (Kali) is dancing in bliss! All of my sense organs and instincts watch in amazement. And during this chaos the doors of wisdom swing open. Premik the madman says, you cannot fool me, Ma, with these events. If ones parents are mad, how can they expect their son to be sane? Listen, Ma Tara, you relieve us of our burdens. I give you a special appeal. At the end of my life, when I float on the waters, lift me up onto your lap as your son."