Robert

Shri Robert Walser from Switzerland, was on his 3rd visit to India, in search of a real Guru. Twice he had returned with disappointment, but this time he was determined. He was staying in some place in Northern India. He was out for a walk in the beach one day in the morning when a South Indian approached him and said, "The Guru you are seeking for is not here. He is in Kanchi!" Saying that he left.

RW asked everyone about Kanchi, but none gave him proper info. He decided to give it a try and came to Madras and from there he went to Trichy. He stayed in the Railway retiring room. In the middle of the night there was a knock on his door. When he opened, there was a person who did not look very decent and he said he is a Taxi driver and he has come there to take him to Kanchi Mahan!!

Wow. Shankara.

RW was thrilled but at the same time was cautious in his reply. He said, "Yes , we will go. But in the morning!".

They started early in the morning and enroute RW asked him where the Mahan was staying. The Driver said, "Near Pudukkottai, in Ilayathangudi".

By 10am they reached there. As soon as he got down, RW told the people there that he wanted to meet the Mahan.

They said, "He has been waiting for you!". RW was stunned.

Shankara. Goosebumps.

Then they took him to Periyava's presence. He sat before Him and one by one his questions were answered without either of them opening their mouth! With his heart filled with joy and soul completely satisfied he got up to leave.

Periyava told RW, "Think about Me at 8 pm when you get back to your room!".

RW did and had Periyava's darshan and blessing in his hotel room and left India feeling that the purpose of his life had been fulfilled.

Life

" What Life has taught Me? " by His Holiness Jagadguru
Sri Chandrasekharendra Sarasvathi Mahaswamigal
Sri Sankaracharya of Kanchi Kamakoti Peetham

Rarely do saints like our Paramacharya talk about themselves. But he did so and what he said was marked by 'vinaya', humility of which he is never tired of speaking

" The first two experiences remembered as having occurred in the third of fourth year of my life, are dreadful to think, as they were interwoven with temptation, a greed avarice, deceit, groaning, loss lamentation and the like.

A 'mara naai' as they call it in Tamil or teddy cat (an animal which generally climbs on trees and destroys the fruits during nights) somehow got into a room in the house and thrust its head into a small copper pot containing jaggery. The animal was not able to pull out its head and was running here and there in the room all through the right with its head stuck in the pot.

People in the house and neighbours were aroused by the noise and thought that some thief was at his job. But, the incessant noise continued even till morning hours, and incessant noise continued even till morning houses, and some bravados armed with sticks opened the door of the room and found the greedy animal. It was then roped and tied to a pillar. Some experienced men were brought and after being engaged in a tug-of-war, they ultimately succeeded in removing the vessel from the head of the animal. The animal was struggling for life. It was at last taken to some spot and set free, I presume. "The first experience of my life was this dreadful demonstration born of greed causing all out neighbours to spend an anxious and sleepless night."

The next experience relates to a main in the street who entered the house seeing me alone with tiny golden bangles upon which he began to lay his hands. I asked him to tighten the hooks of the bangles which had become loose and gave a peremptory and authoritative direction to him to bring them back repaired without delay.

The man took my orders most obediently and took leave of me with the golden booty. In glee of having arranged for repairs to my ornament, I speeded to inform my people inside of the arrangement made by me with the man in the street who gave his name as Ponnusami. The people inside hurried to the street to find out the culprit. But the booty had become his property true to his assumed name, Ponnusami (master of gold).

These two experience at a tender innocent age are recurring successively in some form or other even at this tottering age, nearing seventy, reminding me of being liable to be duped or eagerness to get by some short cut some material gain.

In attempting to judge the objective world with this rod of selfishness and superficiality of mine which has rightly earned for me the reputation of being a clever Swami, I am prone to come to the conclusion that there lives none without predominantly selfish motives.

But with years rolling on, an impression, that too a superficial one true to my nature, is dawning upon me that there breathe on this globe some souls firmly rooted in morals and ethics who live exclusively for others voluntarily forsaking not only their material gains and comforts but also their own sadhana towards their spiritual improvements.

Ram Ram Ram.

Huffington

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/entry/remembering-the-kanchi-pe_b_7786118.html?section=india

Walk

Delhi

"Anjalai, is your Second Son in Delhi?!"
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The year was 1984. A lady named Anjalai was a Maintenance Worker. She came to know that a 'Samiyar' Swamiji was camping in her village and hence came to see Him. She had His darshan and was about to leave when Periyava asked her, "What is your name?".

She replies, "Anjalai".

He says, "Oh, that means you do not fear anything?".

She did not know what to say.

Swamigal continues, "Is your second son in Delhi?".

But, her 2nd son, about 2 years old, was by her side only, dressed in torn and worn out shirt and shorts!

Again, she did not react!

The year now was 2008. Periyava's Aradhanai procession is passing through Anjalai's village. She is there and so too is her 2nd son, 27 years, now an Officer in the HRD Ministry in Delhi!

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"Is your second son in Delhi?".

Shankara. Goosebumps. How did Swamigal say these Golden Words, when her second son was just Two Years Old! Wonder, how Anjalai must have felt when His Words became the Truth, 25 years later!

Pranams to the All Knowing One!

A blessed Sunday to Everyone!