Kamaraj

"I had come to Kanchi for Election Work, so incorrect to see Him!"
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Whenever I met Kamaraj he used to ask me without fail, "How is Periyava?"

You should have His darshan at least once", I used to tell him.

"Yes, I too feel the same way... But, I am not getting the correct opportunity...", Kamaraj told me.

Once I invited Kamaraj to have His darshan when he came to Kanchipuram for Election related work.

"Not today. It is not correct to have His darshan when I had actually come for Election work! It will be respectful only if I exclusively came to meet Him alone!"

A few months before he passed away, Kamaraj had darshan of Periyava at Kalavai (which is approximately 44 kms from Kanchi). On hearing that he is coming, Periyava told His kainkaryam people, "He is not keeping good health! Please do not make him walk for long distances. Let him come by car to the maximum extent possible. And on the path where he will walk, please clear it off the stones and thorns so that he can walk comfortably!

Shankara, what compassion. This shows what a man Kamaraj was!

They had kept a stool for Kamaraj to be seated. When Periyava motioned him to sit, he refused to sit!

Shankara.

No words were exchanged between him and Him for a long time. When it was time for him to leave, Kamaraj told Periyava:

"People should live comfortably without any difficulties. Periyava should give His Blessings!"

Periyava lifted His hands and blessed!

Also, Kamaraj did not keep the Prasadam that Periyava had given him, on the car seat or in his pocket or did he give it to others to carry. He kept that Treasure in his own hands!

Jayanti

 

Feet

Sthotram

http://sthothramala.blogspot.in/2016/04/shiva-giti-malashiva-ashtapadi-by.html
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Bal

http://balhanuman.blogspot.in/

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.