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By Aachi Mithin - 10:41 AM Tuesday 20 November 2007

"Aren't you going?" I asked incredulously.

" No," my friend replied.

" But you worship him as God. You should be visiting him on his birthday celebrations" I persisted.

"There will be tremendous rush. It is not worth it." he replied again.

"But isnt that the test of devotion?" I queried.

"Perhaps..." was my friend's noncommital reply.

I was talking to him about the upcoming birthday celebrations of Sathya Sai Baba of whom my friend is a devotee. The fact that he refused to face hurdles on that day for his darshan made me remember a small little episode I had when I went to see the Lord of the Seven Hills a few years back.

"it was about 4 years since i saw him.

the delay when noted was surprising given that he is the most visited diety in the world. and i am one of those who eagerly visited him regularly.

its time, i told ramesh and baba. they both agreed.

so on a slightly sunny august morning seated in an empty AC Chair car of the south central railway the three of us headed south...to the seven hills of tirumala.

baba and ramesh spent most of the time sleeping. and i like everytime shunned the AC for the rush of wind on the dirty compartment steps. India! it has never ceased to fascinate me.

as the rushes of green interspersed with canals, rivers, farmers, huts , birds and all galloped past us for a moment i was Mohun Bhargav...this was Swades....and i was looking at a beautiful but poor India.

but before i could start singing " ye jo des hai tera" reality came bombarding and a yawning baba came out and wondered whether the train was on time.

the train was on time. we reached renigunta and climbed into a taxi by a tamilian called Arunachalam. i smiled at him and queried about his life as the taxi rushed towards the abode of venkateshwara atop the sevven hills. he explained his entire life from agra to mumbai to kanyakumari in the 45 minutes it took us to reach tirumala.

during the ascent i chanced to gaze out at the seven peaks...they are shaped like hoods of a snake (natural formations )...it was chilling to gaze at their humungous black silhouttes in the night. i felt i was being watched.

we checked into the cottage and slept as our darshan was booked for 4 am.

at 4 am we joined the eager crowded line at vaikuntam and the snails march towards Srinivasa began. it was one of the most lifeless crowds i had ever joined...discussions on business, politics, marraiges and a lust for laddoos dominated the psyche. shouts of govinda by me were met with passive stares. i wondered....did modern psyche finally overcome the awe and devotion? there were many from the USA, who made sure everyone knew they were from the USA by their loud english banter. the line moved on....and then....

after 4 years and 2 hours in the line i saw him.

he was the most beautiful thing i ever saw. standing on the pedestal , smiling in mirth venkateshwara looked ready to fulfill any boon u asked him. i waited for the tears to well up in my eyes and the palpitations to start. but they didnt..... within a moment i was out and i wanted to see him again. for i was surprised and confused that whether i too had become too modern for his devotion.

so ramesh and i went to the darshan booking centre and boooked our darshan for the evening....with the regular poor people darshan lines. the previous darshan was through internet booking. in the evening was the raw darshan. with the coolies, the labourers, the poor.

and was it a tornado!! hundreds of poor in luck and money when compared to the ultraelite group of the morning darshan were part of us now. there were lusty shouts of govinda doing the rounds. a small hint shout of govinda of mine brought forth much more lustier and louder shouts of ecstasy from the buzzing line. one person kept on shouting govinda till he saw the diety.

and was it my imagination or was venkateshwara more smiling and happier in their presence than in the morning? the diety it seemed was brimming with life and more mirth.

is this why internet, privileged darshans might bring us close to the lord within minutes....but it is with true brimming devotion that the lord is truly gladdened?

the next day early morining we had another darshan , the lord now in pure form divested of all gold ornaments and the trip ended.

as the taxi climbed down the hills towards the station, i wondered, the poor in luck>? in money? but in faith...in love....they were the billionaires.

Srinivasa it looked, was playing one of his subtle leelas again.

lots of love,

aachi.

p.s. " i am glad i saw him...finally" said my friend sitting on the steps outside the sanctorum after our gang had gone to tirumala in 1999.

yes...the word is gladdening...this Srinivasa gladdens the heart...the hearts filled with love, with devotion, with joy."


Posted By Aachi Mithin - 10:41 AM Tuesday 20 November 2007

Comments

Dear Aachi

When one has a lot in life perhaps one does not need to rely as much on gods and so if one still chooses to approach God perhaps it would be out of curiosity/faith/desiring to have the larger qs of life answered etc.

Sometimes I think the poor man really has God as his only alternative and his only hope for betterment. His attraction and fervor is not necessarily coming out of a sense of deep faith either then but need/desperation.


Faith doesnt belong to the rich or the poor but to a certain type of heart. Just as silence is not indicative of not having faith, in my mind screaming out the lords name is also not indicative of having faith.

Just my two bits worth
love
a

Posted by

Anusheh
  on November 21, 2007 11:57 AM

Dear dear Aachi

With every post of yours I am struck by the purity and innocence of your heart and mind. It is such a rare, rare gift buddy. You are truly special and meant for such a special journey in this life. Love, prayers and blessings for you to scale the heights that await discovery.

Posted by

Jasjit
  on November 22, 2007 10:40 AM

Dear Anusheh,

What you say is right from one point of view. But what I experienced there was a sentiment better understood after this story.

There were 2 brothers long ago, one who was a staunch devotee of Shiva and the other who was an out an out atheist. An argument regarding the presence of the Godhead in reality lead to both of them deciding to test their respective faiths. The devotee brother would come evryday and sing praises of Shiva, whereas the atheist would come and abuse him with the choicest of words.

One day a great storm came and the devotee decided to skip going to the temple but the atheist braved the storm and found himself abusing the Lord like always.

A smiling Shiva appeared before him and told him that he ws pleased with his devotion.

The bewidered brother asked him the reason for partiality whence the Godhead replied that his faith that the Godhead existed was more palpable than the lukewarm belief of his brother, for had he not braved the storm to come and abuse Him? Would he have done the same if he felt that Shiva did not exist?

The line in the evening I felt was filled with more true believers of the Lord than the one in the morning.

That is why perhaps I felt more awed in their presence.

:)

By the way have you seen Saawariya? Whats your review?

Dear Buddy,


Thanks a lot.

Lots of love,

Posted by

Aachi
  on November 25, 2007 09:27 PM

Dear Aachi

A lovely story and thank you for sharing it. From another point of view you too are absolutely right:-)

lots of love

Posted by

Anusheh
  on November 26, 2007 11:59 AM

Oh sorry forgot to answer you on Saawariya. I got another bad review from a (woman) friend so I decided I didn't want to risk it. Thanks to Jasjit I have developed this 'bad habit' of being discerning about the cinema I watch so a bad film is absolutely unbearable now and three hours feels like an awful waste of time. However I do promise that when it comes on television I shall skim through it just to let you know what I thought!!
lv
a

Posted by

Anusheh
  on November 26, 2007 12:03 PM

Hi Anushehia! From still an other point of view my samosas are still due (or not??).

A day before this blog suddenly came to my mind and I browsed through it. Then at night I had a dream of Jasjit lol. I could make her out though I saw she was having a comparatively very rough face and I wondered what has happened to her. Is she alright?

Hi Jasjit, Aachi...

Posted by

  on November 28, 2007 09:01 PM

Hello Harbji

Good to see you here. Your samosas have been ready for a long time but since you never come to receive them i keep giving them away lol.

Jasjit is well. I have been down with the viral though so maybe the rough face was mine?!!

How are you?
Love
a

Posted by

Anusheh
  on November 30, 2007 12:25 PM

Lol, so I have been playing a giver of samosas (somasadata) in absentia...

Face could be yours as well more so as I was not absolutely sure that it was jasjit's. I was thinking all along 'is it Jasjit's face?''Had she such a rough face?' Perhaps my memory mingled her heard past tough life into my dream...

I am fine as ever, but perhaps passing through the most difficult of periods of my life...where one has to outgrow all his familial connections...grands proving tough...

Will surely come to share somosas with you someday soon.

Posted by

Harb
  on December 3, 2007 08:15 PM

Dear Harb

How are you? Good to see you on the blog after such a long time. I'm sorry to hear that you are going through such a rough time. This has been a critical year for all of us. Its a year of completion hence many things have to end around the samsaric field we know as our life. Naturally it will make all that we know seem like a struggle. But then what Nirvana is there without the constant tease called Samsara and its myriad tolls????

Did you make a trip to Rishikesh after all? I went recently to the mountains for a short retreat but it was so rejuvenating that I wondered why I don't do it more often. Are you writing something these days? Perhaps we shall meet soon for samosa days.

Much Love
J

Posted by

Jasjit
  on December 4, 2007 09:06 AM

Indeed Jasjit Sahiban! It has been a year of completion and seems both the year and the completion are coming to a fruitful end...

Not been to Rishikesh, perhaps at the end decided to take on the battle head on. And seems not with bad results, though many a times I almost had to bite the ground.

Yes, sure, we will meet soon. Your word 'squeaky' (the slate of karma will be made squeaky clean before we go)has often come to my mind in these days.

Love, Harb

Posted by

Harb
  on December 7, 2007 05:45 PM

Dear Harb,

Wishing you love and strength through all tough times.

:)

As Ramana would have put it...Look within, look within!

lots of love

Posted by

Aachi
  on December 8, 2007 09:53 PM

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