O Lord, each and every sound of His Dear, Beloved, Loving voice was heaven to my ears. I wish I could have preserved His Loving voice all day long with multiple tape recorders. “Tanksale ki koyi chittee to naheen aayi?“Has any letter come from Tanksale?”All I kept on thinking about was the fast pulse. O Lord, please slow it down! But my prayers – due to my shortcomings and impertinences – were not being heard even till 2:10 pm.