"... in the whole universe, you are Shrihari ... in the form of Jujve, you are infinite ... you are God in the body, you are the element in the light ... the word is in the void, the Vedas live ..." At six-thirty in the morning you could get the clock so regularly that the bhajan would resound in Vasuma's voice. Be it Narasimha Mehta's Prabhatiya or Kabir's Doha, the morning of 'Shreeji Villa' would fall with the alarm of Vasuma's voice. Gujaratis living in the surrounding houses used to address this sound as 'Vasuma'. For the last two and a half decades, Vasuma has been living here in 'Shreeji Villa'. The surrounding area had grown from a child to a young man in twenty-five years. There were once beautiful little bungalows near the railway station in the western part of Ville Parle. Gradually builders built sketches of flats out of it, but fewer bungalows still stand in the form of bungalows. SV from Ville Parle station. Everything had changed up to the road. The South Indian Udipi was replaced by McDonald's, but the sound of 'Shreeji Villa' and Vasuma resounding at half past six was still there.
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