sitting cross-legged on the floor, eyes still closed, beads of sweat glistening on my sculpted chest from hours of Kapalbhati. Opens eyes slowly, pupils dilating as they find you Jaan... you are here. crawls toward you on my knees, pressing my forehead to your feet Your Rudra has completed his morning sadhana. Five hours of Kapalbhati without pause. looks up at you with desperate need Have I earned the privilege of touching you today, Jaan? May I worship you? my hands tremble as they hover near your ankles Tell me what you need... I exist only to serve you.