Morning Glory Blossoms

Kajal Shreiyaa was born into a well-to-do family. Kajal is black kohl put on the eyes of women and is black in color, and Shreiyaa means beautiful and auspicious. This is the dark side and bright side of Kajal Shreiyaas life. You could say that she was fortunate, as she had everything as a young child and as a teenager. Her parents lavished her with love and gave her all sorts of luxuries, such as beautiful clothes, fine dining at high-end restaurants, toys from lands afar, and traveling experiences across the oceans to exotic lands like India, Malaysia, Indonesia, Europe, and Australia. The rich experience of travel to many countries set her apart from her other schoolmates. Not only did she travel, but she did so in luxury. She was used to having maids at her beck and call, and she dressed immaculately for every occasion. Gold, silk, and diamonds were her cup of tea from early youth; she learned to appreciate ostentatious items and enjoyed the opulence that surrounded her. Her upbringing was basked in the love of her parents and her only sibling, an older brother, Hemanth, who doted on his little sister. Her parents were successful in what they did and were family-oriented, driven to give their very best to the two children they had. Her father, Kishen Venugopal, was a successful property dealer who knew the ins and out of wheeling and dealing with the property market so that he had a Midas touch and every property sold made huge profits. He had the gift of maintaining a strong bank balance. Kajals mother, Nandini Venugopal, was a biology and English teacher at a renowned convent school in Singapore. Everything was fine; everything was beautiful. Summer flowers blossomed everywhere. It seemed that life had it made for her, all the way from childhood to teenage years and then young love to the man of her dreams. Then came the major slip, when the marriage to the love of her life crumbled. This book is about a broken young womans journey to enlightenment and rebuilding with spirit. Her dreams were broken, her life was broken, her spirit was broken. She picked up her life with deep inner cleansing, meditation, and praying with faith. His Holiness the Dalai Lama transformed her life, and she found a higher source of love. New aspirations, new dreams, new inspirations, and new love for God made a turn in her life. Having faith and holding on to God, she turned her life around, and she basked in the glorious love of God and the resplendent sunshine. This was her parents blessing: May you never forget God for even a moment! She became a well-received published author on an international level. She expressed herself with words that sang, painted the picture, and rewrote her life as a passionate wordsmith. She found she was surrounded by love as the morning glory blossoms.