You are most fortunate to participate in this (annual global) Akhanda Bhajan. Do not lose this great opportunity to lovingly sing the Lord’s Name. Meera drank the cup of poison with the Name on her tongue and it turned into nectar. Bhartrihari bewailed his lot, “Lord, these pleasures are eating me up; they don’t allow me to be myself. No! I will liberate myself from their clutches. I shall take refuge in the undiminishable bliss, the reservoir of joy, the Lord. I shall not crave for objects (padartha); I shall yearn for the Highest Good (Parartha)”. Devotion and faith ensure the gift of knowledge of the Spirit which is the greatest prize for the great adventure of birth, life and death. Endeavour to remember this fact when you sing. Whatever you do, whoever you are, whatever work you perform, you will definitely succeed, provided you do not give up the recitation of His Name with love and devotion incessantly.