Hello my silent readers,
The reason I stopped writing my autobiography —
Prematapasya: Sacred Fire of Becoming ❤️
you may wonder if I’ll write it again?
No.
I won’t.
First of all,
I never planned to give an explanation.
Why?
Because I am not a woman who explains herself.
I didn’t write for the world.
I wrote for him and me —
for my Swamy and me,
and for Shiva–Parvati, who witnessed it all. ️
I stopped writing because I was receiving a lot of nazar
Yes.
You might ask,
“Are you afraid?”
No, baby.
Fear doesn’t live where consciousness is sovereign.
And yes —
I won’t write about my love life anymore. ✍️
But remember this:
Just because I stop writing,
doesn’t mean the eternal love of me and my Swamy,
written by Shiva–Shakti, has stopped.
That love was never dependent on pages.
It was cosmic, not content.
Some stories are meant to be lived,
not consumed.
Silence doesn’t mean absence.
It means power has gone private.
And yes —
soon, he and I will meet in the physical world.
One more important thing.
I am starting a new story.
As Sankranthi approaches in South India,
I will soon upload the details of my new book
Those who are ready for truth,
clarity, and depth —
comment if you’re interested.
This time,
it’s not a love story.
It’s a revelation.
— Nagasree
