In exactly 45 more minutes, the clock will tick
12:00 AM and welcome our SWAMI's birthday. I had a long day, yet could not
retire to sleep. Somehow, my heart was little heavy and my thoughts are kind of
rolling back towards one of the greatest and moving incident that I had heard
from my mother directly. The story dates back before approximately 25 years
(not really sure about the exact time). My father was a government official and
my mother was clerk in bank. I was in my primary school. We belonged to a
Brahmin family and we respected the rituals and the 'Anitya' karmas that a
family is recommended to perform. My father had never missed any of the
ancestral worship that he had to do on every new moon day and a priest with
name Ganapathy (Name changed for the article purpose) used to help my father with
the rituals.
Ganapathy was a slightly elderly looking person,
not so moody, but "I mind my own business" kind of person. I had
hardly interacted with him in my childhood. He was also blessed with a ay girl
sometime during those years. At that point I never realized that this baby girl
is so precious and she is going to engrave her foot-print in my heart, which
will be so deep that it is going to make me write an article 25+ years later
from that time.
It was a time little late in the morning. Ganapathy
visited our house. His daughter should have been 5 years old at that point. His
face was pale and unusual. His voice was breaking and it seemed to me that he
will break into tears any time. I was too young to understand their talks and
my mom does not encourage me lingering around when the elders have a serious
talk. After few years, I understood what it was.
Ganapathy, with his family, left to Kanchi to take
the holy DARSHAN of Goddess Kamakshi and HIS HOLINESS - Chandrashekara
Swamigal (Maha periyava). After their temple visits, they happened to
participate in a HOMAM that Mahaperiyava was doing himself. The place
was little crowded. The little one was sitting
beside her father and mother keenly watching over the HOMA. Maha periyava was
dutifully initiating everything.
Suddenly, the child turned beside her father and
asked - "Appa, can you get me the same dress as that girl wears?".
Her father replied back - "Oh, who?". The girl pointed towards MAHA
PERIYAVA. She said "Appa, can you see a small girl sitting in the lap of
that thatha?(which means Grandpa - in tamil) I want a dress exactly same as
that." Ganapthy was shocked. He could not understand for while about what
was happening as he practically could not see anybody sitting on Maha
Periyava's lap in his naked eye. Despite repeated questions about the girl -
the child consistently pointed out towards Maha Periyava's lap.
This topic somehow slowly reached out to the ears
of Maha Periyava. He called some of his disciples to get the same colour dress
that the child was telling. Others could not see the girl who was sitting on
Maha Periyava's lap. It Was BALA THRIPURA SUNDARI herself. It is obviously not
possible and not all are blessed enough to have a divine dharshan of her's.
Ganapathy's daughter must have been a very evolved soul which is pure enough to
see GODDESS herself in her BALA roopa. The dress was not available in the nearby
stores. However, Maha Periyava was very serious about getting the dress for the
child. He ordered his disciples to get it somehow and they toiled for hours and
were able to get the same dress for the child. Then the dress was given to the
kid and she took it happily. Nobody, including her parents, got to know at that
point that there is a strong reason behind Maha Periyava's seriousness in
getting the dress for the kid. Days passed and up to everybody's shock - the
kid left the world suddenly. It was an inconsolable blow for the parents. Not
more than few years after this incident, my mother happened to convey this
incident to me when we had a talk about Maha Periyava at my place. It was such
moving incident for me. Even now, when I re-think the whole happening, I could
not stop myself from shedding tears - to even hear about someone, who had to
take birth to burn their smallest piece of karma and end their birth very soon
with GODDESS's DARSHAN herself.
(Swamynathan is a Bangalore
based Software Engineer, who is enthusiastic about the diverse dimensions and
knowledge that life offers him. He loves reading and travelling and likes
penning down his thoughts when he has nothing else to bother)
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