There was a short pause before the warrior looked up at both of us and pleaded, “Now, I beg you to release me so that I may once again drink His sight.”

Without waiting for an answer, he ran into the castle. We followed. He quickly made his way to the hidden door and with one strike of the Khanda of Naam, broke it down. He then jumped into the pond of water. When he came out, he was no longer a man. He was an angel of immense brightness. It would be incorrect to say that he entered the Realm of Truth; rather he merged into it. A great celebration broke out in the city – music and songs filled the air.

We stood there completely enchanted. Even my guide was under a spell. Finally he broke away from it and nudged me. I reluctantly followed him outside. We flew towards my body. My guide was expecting a flood of questions like I normally asked after such a visit. But my thoughts were so deeply entrenched into the hidden city that I could not speak. But just before I entered my body, I turned around and desperately pleaded, “I don't want to enter this cold and dead body. I want to go the Realm of Truth.”