Karmic Bond

Our souls take birth after birth as we have to purify ourselves before joining with the Paramatma. Just like how we cleanse and bathe ourselves and clean the place of worship before praying to God, similarly cleansing of the soul is very necessary for us to be accepted by Paramatma. Funnily most of us wear new and fresh clothes but keep corners of our minds so dirty.. as if God gets impressed by our outward appearance!! Now, we have to look at long term goal of our lives... beyond this life... owing to the real self.. Our soul... We all share Karmic relationships and bonds in this world. None of us can escape this. Sometimes an entire family gets reborn because of their strong karmic bonds. If you are in a relationship that is hurtful... do not hold that person responsible for your pain.. One of the criteria of soul purification is the ‘disrobing’ of EGO. We feel hurt because we have ego. God sends such people around us who are instrumental in destroying our ego. Thus everyone who hurts you is not an evil person or a bad soul (he/she is bound by his/her own karma over which we have no control). So, the people who hurt us are actually doing us a favour (in the long term perspective) by slowly destroying our impurities. Look upon them with compassion and it will be easy for you to forgive. Unless you are able to forgive, you cannot move on. Today if you are the victim, you are actually in an advantageous position... if you forgive, you are releasing yourself from the Karmic bond of that person and you shall owe him/her nothing in your next birth (isn't it great feeling not to see them in next birth?) Whereas your unforgiving, curses etc., will bind you to that person in your next birth too wherein he/she will repay your debts and you will have no choice but to be associated with them again. It is therefore very important to elevate yourself from the level of hurt, pain and agony and work towards bettering your next life. When you pray/chant, do not ask for material benefits which you can buy from market.. do not waste precious prayers in asking for things available materially. Seek Divine Grace that will elevate you to the next level and a step closer with your union with God :)) It will be fulfilling and very peaceful... and you owe it to yourself. No matter how many treatments we undergo or how many discourses we attend, unless we find happiness within, we cannot find it anywhere else. Happiness arising out of material benefit is for the new soul. The older a soul gets, tempered in fire of births in worldly life, associates happiness in Divine grace alone. Not meaning we have to shun/deprive ourselves of good living or running away from worldly duties. But remember, nobody in this world was born to make you happy.. if by chance someone does make you happy, even for a while, consider it a blessing and move on..We are alone responsible for happiness caused to us by changing our thought process.. by imbibing quality of forgiveness and compassion.. I have taken a leap forward and I am holding my hand out for you... Come join me in eternal bliss...take pride in being God's favourite child. Be happy from within and radiate happiness all around.. Remain peaceful.. come what may :))

Kuch Panktiyan

Ma ke aanchal se bandha mera bachpan aur gud ka ek meetha sa dhela.. Ma kaam karti to kabhi mujhse kuch kehti, main rota to mujhe sehlati, dularti, aur mere mooh me rakh deti woh gud ka ek meetha sa dhela.. Sham ho jaati, chalte chalte, woh thaki haari, phir bhi muskaati uthake le chalti mujhe kandhon par Main ek aur dhele ki lalach me siskiyan bharta, rota, bilakhta, Ma sab jaanti, mujhe samajhti aur choom ke rakhdeti mere mooh me Ek aur meetha sa dhela gud ka.. Phir main bada bandh gaya duniyadari mein aur ma thaki na uth paati chatai se ma ke sirhane ek katore mein, rakh aata main gud ka meetha sa ek dhela.. Ma muskaati roz utha leti kandhon par jab woh na chal saki raahon par main muska na paya use uthakar aur rakh diya ek akhri baar sisakte, Ek meetha sa dhela gud ka..

Ek pyaali chai ki jo mil jaati, to kya baat hoti.. Magar shereemati gurrayi.. aur maine bhi ki aankhein laal phir ek baar chid gayi jung bus ek hi pyaali chai par bangaya humara haal, behaal. Biwi ko jung ki thi itni aadat, mez par saja ek sena ka dawat Ya to chai.. ya phir khana, Milsakti nahi dono ki rahat Palat kar phir so gayi sar mein dard ka kiya bahana Tilmilati, chatpatati, bhookh se badi thi ghamand main samjha, Nahi gaya pet me ek bhi dana. Rasoi se garma garm le aya main Pyaar se uske hatheli pe rakh diya Bus ek pyaali chai ki hi to baat thi, jaanam, Kya hua agar maine hi bana liya…

Subah ki woh narm kiran palkon se neend chura leti hai, pakheruon ka woh shor-o-gul chehre pe muskaan laati hai.. woh chhupkar koel ki kook, kabhi is daal pe to kabhi us daal pe- chechehati mayna.. ped ke patton se lagey totey, kabhi karkash swar me kowwa bole.. do pahar me ghaney neem ko chookar guzarti meethi si thandi hawa shaam tak aangan me bichhe sunhera kaleen amaltas ke Aur phir sitaaron ka chadar sula jaye ek meethi si neend.. Jaao jakar keh do un daud lagate logon se- Is sheher me, mahanagar me aise bhi din guzarte hain.. aisi bhi shaamein dhalti hain...

I am crazy about the fragrance emanating from freshly watered earth..and I breathe lungful of it while watering the plants each day.. I exchange greetings with the multi coloured blooming dales.. I enjoy the times the birds spend with me..walking around unhesitatingly and splashing water bathing in the earthen vessel I fill for their drinking.. I play with the paws and tails that stretch and make puppy eyes inviting me for a game.. My heart sings in abandon with the soulful music rendered by some feathered friends in hiding..and I soar up in the skies with outstretched wings of the eagle.. I dance to the tune of whistling trees and savour kisses of the gentle breeze.. I rise in the morning to a tender nudge from my friend (read text messages while still in bed) and walk out in the open to embrace the warm glow of a new dawn.. I hang my prayers on the temple bells and my chants rise up with the fumes of burning incense.. I offer myself like flowers at the lotus feet, for even if they remain alive for just a day..it is a life well lived.. At dusk I wear the vermillion robe and reach out to the sinking ball of fire.. …And in the stillness of the night as the stars come down like a veil, I am swathed in the cool gleam of gentle moonlight.. As I retire, I thank God for the blessed day and pray to be cradled in His arms and put to rest..only to rise to yet another beautiful tomorrow of complete loving and living…

Recently I was blessed with the opportunity of visiting Trimbakeshwar for the second time... Early morning 6am, walking barefoot to the “Kushavarta kunda” for the ritual bath in Godavari and thereafter running barefoot to the Temple in keeping pace with the priest was an unforgettable experience.. Even though the soles of my feet were stepping on sharp stones..they were benumbed due to cold weather..but I wanted to feel and cherish every single feeling right from under the soles of my feet to my palms touching the stone walls of the temple.. I wanted to savour each and every experience.. We sat inside the temple. (Anjan & Abheek were allowed to step into the sanctum sanctorum to pray and touch the lingam which is always submerged in ever flowing spring) I bowed to the lingam visible through its reflection on a large mirror.. The fragrance of burning incense and loud chants of devotees and priests was a divine experience… When the priest asked us to take a “pradakshina” I was once again happy to feel the stone floor of the temple courtyard under my feet.. By now the sun was rising and spreading its warm glow.. We revisited the “Kushavarta kunda” for yet another splash in holy Godavari (referred to as the Ganges flowing out of Bramhagiri mountain). The unforgettable experience though will remain etched on my mind.. I am left dissatisfied with the fact that the prayer time could not be stretched beyond…

Big hug

Recently I read an article in the news paper which presented the view point of a woman who needed a hug. Hug or an embrace may appear so insignificant but its value can not be undermined. It is an expression of love.. giving love or receiving in reciprocation. It is the feeling of security which silently says we care.
As a child we hugged our parents whatever be the emotion. We hug our friends to share a warm greeting, we hug our pets who understand our affection. We also hug ourselves to escape the cold. Hug is the warmth we all need to be alive... Hug is the primary stage of expressing affection which is most often followed by a kiss. Kiss is having one's heart in his/her mouth.. literally.... We kiss all that we love only the degree of intensity varies with the relationship.

However, in this world that is love-thirsty, there are people obsessed with "I-me-myself" for whom hug or a kiss doesnot come naturally. They expect people around them to be at their service and keep them in good humour. They will give you food and shelter, nothing beyond that, and expect you to remain ever-grateful for maintaining you and you will have to continue to render your services on a happy note, whether you are really happy, is not a matter of their concern... You give them a hug, hope they will realise its worth.. but it fails to make a dent. Slowly a thorny bush grows like a barrier and a hug remains a far fetched dream..