தெய்வங்களுக்கு வாழைப்பழம் படைப்பது ஏன்?

- தெய்வங்களுக்கு வாழைப்பழம் படைப்பது ஏன்?

எல்லா தெய்வங்களுக்கும் தவறாமல் வாழைப்பழம் படைக்கிறார்கள். மற்ற எந்தப் பழமாக இருந்தாலும் சாப்பிட்டுவிட்டு, கொட்டையை எறிந்தால் மீண்டும் முளைக்கும். ஆனால், வாழைப்பழத்தை உரித்தோ,முழுமையாகவோ வீசினாலும் கூட மீண்டும் முளைப்பதில்லை. இது பிறவியற்ற நிலையாகிய முக்தியைக் காட்டுகிறது. எனது இறைவா! மீண்டும் பிறவாத நிலையைக் கொடு! என வேண்டவே நாம் நமது கடவுளுக்கு வாழைப்பழம் படைக்கிறோம். அதுபோல் தேங்காய்க்கும் அந்த குணம் உண்டு. அது மட்டுமல்ல தேங், வாழைப்பழம் இரண்டும் நமது எச்சில் படாதவை.மாம்பழத்தை நாம் சாப்பிட்டுவிட்டு, கொட்டையைப் போட்டால் அந்த விதையிலிருந்து மாமரம் உருவாகிறது. ஆனால், தேங்காயை சாப்பிட்டுவிட்டு ஓட்டைப் போட்டால் அது முளைக்காது. முழுத் தேங்காயிலிருந்து தான் தென்னைமரம் முளைக்கும். அது போல,வாழைமரத்திலிருந்து தான் வாழைக்கன்று வரும். பழம் கொட்டை என்பது கிடையாது. அப்படி நமது எச்சில்படாத இவற்றை இறைவனுக்கு உகந்ததாக நமது முன்னோர்கள் படைக்கும் மரபினை உருவாக்கினார்கள்.நாமும் இந்த மரபினைப் பின்பற்றிவருகிறோம்.இதுவே இந்துதர்மத்தின் தனிச்சிறப்பு.

Courtesy tamil magazine dheepam

shirdi sai

Its a simple inner feeling to see humaneness in everything we think speak and do.
After nearly 2yrs of wait i was called by shirdi sai to visit his abode. It is such a divine feeling to just sit in the samadhi mandir looking into his eyes. Right from the travel from my home in chennai to entering the samadhi mandir sai walks me through.

Dawarakamai the place where sai lived for more than 60yrs still resonates with his soul. I was asked to spend maximum time inside the sais original home. As a typical devotee i joined the queue that was going to samadhi mandir greedy for a glimpse of sai but again its he who decides what i should do. I was stuck in the queue because of 12pm aarti and i felt helpless that instead of going for mukh darshan (which was what i intended to do) i am stuck in the queue. Sai never fails true devotees i turned back to see i was the last person in the queue so i went to the security asking him to let me out and he asked how many people i said just one and he let me out of the queue. I rushed to mukh darshan gate but that too was closed. Frantically i rushed to the dwarakamai and to my relief it was a relatively small line. Right on time for the aarti i went into the dwarakamai and found a place to sit and pray. Believe me once the aarti was over except me all those who were sitting were asked to leave the dwarakamai.

Sai had ensured that i sit maximum time with him and i left the abode thanking him for guiding me through the entire visit.

True devotion never fails

OM SAI

Feelings...

Most of us tend to pour our feelings when we are sad, frustrated, happy and lastly when our mind is at ease with our own heart. The last thought might be quite confusing to many. Today am penning this as my mind is at ease with my heart.
These feelings can be shared with someone, written in our personal diary, penned as poetry, painting, music or in any form which we can express it out.
My feelings rise up and dip down like a hill. I can never stop feeling for the newly hatched bird on the tree, new born cat, frail paper thaatha in our street religiously walking down our streets for his living, untiring paalamma of our house rain or shine she delivers our daily sachet of milk, my neighbour aunty doing her daily chores like feeding the dog, cats, watching over her mom, her metro sump for water level a to z all this inspite of her shortcomings given by god.

When a blessed person like me can feel so much for the daily life around me how on earth Can a mother who bore the child for 10months dump it in the dust bin and live peacefuly? Where is the feeling? Where is the feeling? Does it not pain her?
Tears are the only price we pay for such children of so called fate. Am not cynical or grieving about the happenings around me. I want everyone one of us to stop, think and feel within us these thoughts.

Today while i pen my feelings a new light has filled my heart. It has added a new meaning to my life, a new chapter in my EMPATHATIC life and a sense of belongingness in this world. Feelings do have meaning and we have people who have the heart to feel the way we feel and relate.
Dont stop your feelings.....Let it Flow......after all humanity is nothing but feelings....

Festival of sharing

10yrs of schooling in a Christian institution taught me the values of sharing and giving.  My school celebrated Christmas in its real spirit.
Students from class 6 to 12 were selected and asked to conduct the general assembly each day for the entire month of December.  Each class had its own choir, 2 students reading the bible and conducting the day’s prayer. I had this opportunity to conduct the assembly when I was in my class 9. I still cherish the moment. Though am not a Christian I was thorough with all the hymns especially the Christmas carols.  I was also quite familiar with the New Testament. So it was a memorable moment for me when i was asked to conduct the assembly and lead them for the Morning Prayer.  
The entire senior school from 6 to 12 was asked to volunteer as a group from each class and visit one orphanage or old age home and share the joyous occasion with the inmates.  Each class contributed old clothes, pastries, gifts to the people in these homes.  I had the opportunity to visit the Friend in need society in egmore and balavihar home for mentally retarded children in kilpauk.  We sang songs played a small skit and spoke to the inmates individually and made them smile at least for that day. One of us was asked to share our experience we had in these homes to the rest of the school. So the entire month of December was dedicated as a month of sharing and giving whatever we can with the less privileged of our society.  I still cherish those days because it’s during these visits I learnt

Happiness held is the seed and Happiness shared is the flower

  I learnt that true giving always comes out of some sacrifice. It is 13years since I left school but the values that were taught still live through the day.  
Christmas in its real sense is sharing and giving others what little we have. Merry Christmas to all!!!

Doctor who turned into a kothanaar(mason)

The hospital where i work has a long list of visiting consultants. We have this senior doctor who is really senior that rules are a no no for him. He parks his car in a haphazard manner. Mind you he is not at all busy to rush like that. Today when i was out in the car park i found a line of cars on the drive way. Our senior doctor had parked his car in such a way no other car could take a turn. He has blocked the entire driveway. The entire drama is being watched by atleast a dozen drivers. One of the drivers requested the doctor to park his care elsewhere. To this our man has yelled 'POYAH'in tamil which means 'GETLOST'and moved to his room. By this time the cars formed a queue and chaos followed. My driver called the security to clear up the mess. The security rushed in to enquire about our doctors car. Who parked this car like this? Guess what was the answer? One smart driver among the dozen replied, "Sir, one kothanaar(mason)has come to the hospital he only parked it like this... i just couldnt stop laughing at the ingenuinity of this particular driver. For a moment, i was wondering if our doctor was the one who is really educated or the driver who called him the kothanaar? (the driver scored a point in a humorous way leaving me to think where we educated people are leading to?)

Tender Heart--Is it wrong?

There is a child in everyone's heart. If not for this child within us I think we will never enjoy "panju mittai"(candy), stand in the beach waiting for the next wave to wash our feet, blow a bugle, at the age of 30 cuddle on our moms lap .
We live in a society where a man is supposed to be firm, brave, never cry come what may.
At 31yrs I feel like a child with a heavy heart, when I see........
a dog limping in the road with a broken leg,
a small boy working in the pavement,
a frail looking man trying to cross the road,
a disabled person frantically making his way to collect a few coins for his next meal...The list is unending. I question myself am I being empathatic or over reacting to my surrounding. Honestly I feel their pain, suffering and plight. Such sights make me more soft. I reassure myself that life is meaningful only if I can really do something substantial for such underprivileged noble souls. I question the lord god almighty for punishing my fellow being especially the children who suffer for no fault of theirs.
As I live to see another day in my life I get a word of reassurance from my wife that being tender at heart is not a sin and its Gods way of blessing his dearest child with a sterling quality called EMPATHY!!!

Do we care?

Young girl Honking loudly! Young guy on his mobile riding a motorcycle, speeding government bus! Old man waiting to cross the road...No one caring for the other person on the road...
These are just a few instances we come across in our daily life. I happened to see this young girl speeding on her santro honking as loud as she could. Does she care for something percious called "LIFE"? Why are we in such a hurry? Am deeply pained by the DONT CARE attitude among us. Where is our society heading to? How nice it would be if each one of us were to be more patient, tolerant, humane and smiling. We have this attitude if 10people are jumping signals, not obeying rules, not caring for human values why i should be the odd person out? We have this blame it on others tendency. We keep saying, let everyone change then i will. Why dont we think the otherway?
If we can make a small difference to this world by wearing a smile on our faces, caring for the other person, be it on the road, supermarket or a restaurant. The care we give will come back to us manifold.