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O! `TIS…

The Editor — Sun, 22 Nov 2020 18:33:13 +0000

What does a birthday signify to the human folk?…, and if it is The Divine BirthDay, then how does it connect to the folks who claim to belong to That Supreme One, Whose ‘Advent’ they celebrate with devotional frenzy? Every single devotee reserves freedom to view and celebrate such an occasion sans any reservation, in his/her own style. …And so was Karunasri, Sri Jandhyala Pappaya Sastry, a Telugu poet of eminence. Karunasri’s poetic imagination on His Advent decades ago had excelled to that exalted level that, Prof Kasturi had compelled himself to translate the same from Telugu into English, for ‘Sanathana Sarathi’. Read on a beautiful poetic version of The Advent Day magic of The Ultimate Divine!!!!!!

When we bring to mind, just once

The delight that Baba gives,

O `Tis soft as mother’s clasp;

O `Tis cool as silken moonlight;

O `Tis thrilling, as when Siva within

Dances His Cosmic Play.

When Baba nears a step to us

O `Tis Kailasa calling silver sweet;

O ‘Tis Heaven showering solar rays

O `Tis temple’s open door

Widening and welcoming joy.

O `Tis the Lord calling children Home.

When Baba stands a moment

Before your stricken frame

O `Tis the lunar orb your palm does hold;

O ‘Tis a hundred paradise parks

Scattering beauteous scent

Through a million jasmine jars.

When Baba opens His lips and speaks

O `Tis the lilt of lovely gems of Love

O `Tis the Trumpet blast of Victory

O `Tis the nectar the flute did rain

On cowherds’ ears by Yamuna‘s holy stream

O `Tis melody infilling the core.

Touch The Lotus Feet but faintly

O The vine of Love doth bloom in bunches

Your heart doth feel the ecstasy

Of sacred Alakananda bath

O `Tis a gift of gold, galore

O `Tis Ganga pure from icy skies.

When Mother Sai gifts a lovely smile

O ‘Tis Full Moon all around

O `Tis Prasanthi Nilayam, where you are

In Divine Charm, effulgent, grand;

O `Tis floral shower from the Host of Gods

O `Tis Angel Spring refreshing Earth and Sky.

II Samastha Lokah Sukhino Bhavantu II

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Aham SathyaBodhaka

The Editor — Sat, 04 Jul 2020 18:33:40 +0000

Aham Sathyabodhaka, declared The Mighty Lord Supreme long ago, defining HimSelf on planet Earth, reminding the mankind of His ‘Mission Sri Sathya Sai’. During this sacred season of holy Guru Purnima, let’s ‘re-mind’ ourselves, tuning deep in, remembering Him and recapitulating His…, His Sathya Bodhanam, Bhagawan’s True Truth Preaching, that reminds every single jeeva of his/her true nature, true goal, that is I Am…!

Dating back decades,

On a beautiful sunny day on our blessed planet,

Gliding past the folk of blessed calibre,

Thus averred The Mighty Lord Supreme,

Sri Sathya Sai – Almighty Incarnate,

Aham SathyaBodhaka!!!

Defining HimSelf in no uncertain terms,

Defining His Avataric role on planet Earth,

He averred then,

Na Hum Manusho

Nacha Deva Yaksha Ha

Na Brahmana Kshatriya Vaisya Sudrah

Na Brahmachari, Na Gruhi Vanaprastha

Aham Sathyabodhaka!

Sathyam Sivam Sundaram!

Today, post many a decade from that blessed day of revelation,

When the Holiest Of The holies, Sacred Guru Purnima arrives yet again,

What do we take back home dear brothers and sisters?

Claiming to be His, for you and me to evolve?

What do we understand of Him and His preaching on this holy day?

As we walk on, claiming to walking His talk, calling ourselves His very own,

Let’s remind ourselves of the Sathya Bodhanam of Beloved SadhGuru Sai,

I Am I… I Am Sai…,

How often He repeated…?!?

Speaking His Heart Out in Love That Conquers!

Spelling IT out in myriad fashion,

Adressing His folk avouching His Heart’s content,

The SathyaBodhanam,

Announcing It loud and clear that,

GOD IS… GOD IS… GOD IS!!!

Reminded Him many a time with patience utmost,

Asking the mankind whether it is paying heed,

Saying in crystal clear terms that,

He should keep his ‘aham’ apart,

Putting Apart his ‘i’,

Only to grow in His Light,

Evolving unto Him as,

Aham Sakshat Param Brahmam, Aham Eva Aham Asmi!

Aham Eva Aham Asmi!!

I Am I!!!

II Samastha Lokah Sukhino Bhavantu II

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What Best Should I…, Oh My Lord!?!

The Editor — Thu, 07 May 2020 04:55:34 +0000

Facing a situation, call it unprecedented, how do I pass this phase, facing the same off, while doing My Best? When I had this thought-provoking stream of introspection, I have decided to pen them calling it a prayer from my heart, an offering to My Beloved Inner Source n’ Force, Lord Supreme Sri Sathya Sai.

What best should I…, Oh Lord!

Offer Thee, Oh my Beloved?

Seeking an urgent reprieve,

When at a time the humanity is tottering,

Caught up in a pandemic pandemonium,

With an unseen guest playing global havoc,

Our newfound guest on planet earth,

Acting and enacting as a great leveller,

What best should I, my Lord?

What best should I?

Is it any Mantra with Yantra following any Tantra?

Or,

Is it an act of charity helping the needy?

Citing ‘Love-All – Serve-All’?

Should I jump in the fray seeking nothing?

Holding aloft the Sai banner, ‘Help-Ever – Hurt-Never’?

What should I do! O! my Lord?

Serving my planet, serving my fellow men?

Quelling this SOS cries that,

Turns louder and louder, louder as time pass by?

Should I chant the Rudram aloud?

Loud and clear,

To catch the devil by its neck?

To squeeze ‘him’ out of life?

Or,

Should I sit and sing,

Loud and aloud,

Thy Love Elixir,

Elixir of Sai bhajans?

Singing paeans at Beloved Thee!

Serenading my Lord Supreme!

What if my Lord! If I lock myself down?

Locking my inner foes,

The Arishadvargas,

Six-packed inner foe of,

Kama, Krodha, Lobha, Moha, Mada and Matsarya,

Only to smart pick up,

Picking up in ‘practice diligent’,

Practising Thy precept,

Following Thy dictum,

Loving All, Serving All,

Helping Ever, Hurting Never.

Praying from deep within,

Seeking nothing, but,

Goodness for all!

Samastha Lokah Sukhino Bhavantu!

Peace n’ Harmony for Worlds-Many, Worlds-All?

What should I, my Lord!?!

To win an urgent reprieve!?!

Who is this newfound guest, My Lord!

Is she a demoness?

Or,

A great leveller?

An instrument at Thy Hand?

Here to lead the humans,

The human, back to his roots?

Reinstating righteousness,

Righteousness on a firm footing!?!

With my anguished rhyming ruling the roost,

With my wits almost come to its dead end,

Do I hear an answer?

A Whisper from my deep within?

A Whispering Voice sans any noise,

Calling me, inviting me,

To dive deep, dive within,

Seeking The Source n’ The Force Within,

‘Sarva Karana Karanam’

Seeking The True Truth!

In silence, In SaiLence!

For,

There is no greater healing,

Whispers The Voice,

Than Knowing The True Truth!

The Truth Of Quintessential Sai!

The Truth Of Quintessential Sai Within!

The Truth Of Existence!!

The Truth Of Oneness!!!

II Samastha Lokah Sukhino Bhavantu II

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A Sacred Sprinkling Of Thy Grace Divine

The Editor — Fri, 17 Apr 2020 06:40:50 +0000

Facing the oddity of a lifetime and more, humanity is on the brink of an uncertain tomorrow, knowing not the escape route. Yet, for the ones who are ‘surrendered’ to The Supreme Sri Sathya Sai, the answer comes simple, that he or she needs to rely on Him, seeking His benevolent grace, His Sacred Sprinkling Of His Bounty Of Divine Grace.

O! Sai Maa, Beloved Gurudeva,
Surrender is a word ever so huge,
The surest way out is to wholeheartedly seek shelter…
…support and refuge,
At Thy Petal Soft Lotus Feet,
The human race is facing a colossal predicament…
…of unimaginable magnitude,
Times are truly challenging,
We seek Thee,
A Sacred Sprinkling of Thy Grace Divine,
We seek Thy Clemency,
Only You can grant deliverance…
For You are the Eternally Merciful Lifeline,
You are the indefinable effulgence within,
From You we seek forgiveness for the frequent lapses,
And all the indiscipline through lifetimes gone by,
O! Beloved Mother Sai,
Through a mere glance…
Thy Compassionate Gaze can sweep away…
…mounds of karmic retribution,
O! Merciful Beloved, grant us salvation from this present situation,
We seek Thy Divine Intervention,
Come now,
Anyatha Sharanam Naasti,
Tvameva Sharanam Mama,
Tasmat Karunya Bhavena Raksha Raksha Saieshwara…
Other than You,
Refuge there is none,
And we seek none other,
O! Sweet Divine Mother…
We beseech Thy Protection,
The Perfect Solution through Thy Divine Intervention,
Thy Grace, Thy Miracle, Thy Manifestation…

In the vast Cosmic Garden,
Mere buds are we,
As yet to bloom in spiritual maturity,
Come now,
We need You,
Mother Earth needs You,
Nations all over the globe need You,
Due to human beings deviation from humanity,
Even animals are facing gross inhuman monstrosity,
India, our Motherland needs You,
You chose her as Your Matrubhoomi,
For Your Advent a myriad times,
Thus India is Your Matrubhoomi too…
Due to their own transgressions,
The human race is facing a perplexing dilemma,
Come now, O! Sai Maa,
And forgive us all and show the way out,
Beyond any doubt, You…are the way out,
You are our Hrudayawasa,
And we…Your Premaswarupulara,
Thus, we are aware You are forever close by,
Beloved Gurudeva, Sweet Mother Sai,
Yet, we are compelled to place our earnest plea,
At Your Petal Soft Lotus Feet,
O! Eternal Charioteer,
Out of this stormy wave do us steer,
Ever so spontaneous has always been Your Response,
We beseech a Sprinkling of Thy Grace Divine,
Thy Love Pure and Pristine,
Thy Sublime Affection, Thy Divine Intervention,
Thy Timely Intercession, Thy Radiant Illumination,
Thy Glowing Presence…
We seek the magnanimous benevolence of Thy Sacrosanct Incarnation,
We seek Thy Mercy, Precious Lord,
Come now, respond to our impassioned plea,
We intently, intensely, genuinely seek Thee…

II Samastha Lokah Sukhino Bhavantu II

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Sri Sathya Sai Darshana Mahotsavam

The Editor — Thu, 16 Apr 2020 11:46:26 +0000

The rarest heavenly beauty of Sri Sathya Sai Darshanam! It is hard to speak in words and express; instead, one has to experience it. When one experiences, it turns out to be s a ‘heart 2 Heart’ rendezvous with The Lord, with tears of gratitude roll down for the mighty heavenly boon called Sri Sathya Sai Darshana Mahotsavam. How many of us still cherish those golden memories, of Him, the Lotus-Eyed Lord, emerging out to the accompaniment of serene instrumental music, gliding past, floating along, with His love-filled eyes open wide conferring rarest of blessing onto humanity? Recapitulating the Unique Graciousness, Sri S Ganapathi rhymes on the beauty called ‘Sri Sathya Sai Darshanam! Sri S Ganapathi was the winner of the International Poetry Contest held in 1990 by The British Council in India and The Poetry Society (Delhi).

Long before the music explodes
and the lights come alive
all eyes are trained on the Way.

Eyes of the old and the young,
of women, men and children,
of the parched and the flourishing,
of the curious and the yearning,
look one way, Your Way.

And the music bursts into the
chandeliered hall
announcing Your imminent arrival.

Necks crane, hips rise and
eyes blossom wider.

And You waft in
like a breeze upon a lily pond
causing ripples of bliss!

There is a hush,
moments of stalled movement,
expectation of the unexpected,
a readiness to be engulfed
into the depths of Your
sparkling Eyes!

All expand and shrink!
The breath quickens,
hearts palpitate in the agony of ecstasy.

You walk, looking, ignoring,
smiling, serene,
overflowing with compassion,
chastising and at rare moments, laughing!
Laughing with Your Eyes too.

Your Hands wave and circle.
Suddenly You startle the wind
by writing in it, who knows
what fate you rewrote!

You walked amidst us
Oh Beloved Lord!
for a thousand full moons.

Even now I hear Your gentle Footfall and
look up to catch a glimpse and
You disappear in a jiffy.
I feel Your velvety Hand holding mine
with the Love of a thousand mothers!

You walk with me all the way.
For, The Dharshan never ceases.

II Samastha Lokah Sukhino Bhavantu II

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Of Whom All Scriptures Speak

The Editor — Tue, 14 Apr 2020 05:28:39 +0000

The beauty of His Form, the grace of His demeanour, and the supreme bliss of His ‘Beauty Beyond Compare’ Darshan – are beyond any human expression… a million feelings arise from hearts many, rejoicing in Supreme Bliss of His Darshan, Of Whom All Scriptures Speak… a poem from Denise Eversole, Santa Barbara.

With fiery tremor, my heart sighs His Name
Silent, scarcely with breath, in profound rapture,
He appears …All the sweetness of the World
in One tiny Form!
Graceful as a dancer, He approaches.

No… My Lord!
Look not into my eyes
for, I am unprepared
for such Beatitude.
Today,
I’m too full.
You’ve filled my being,
with your Divine Presence.

Ah. But, near me, He stands, He—
around Whom my very Soul revolves.
His Feet press the rose petals strewn
in tribute along His Path.
Tears of joy trace rivulets
down my cheeks;
suppressed sobs
knock at my lungs.
I gaze
at His Face;
every caress of my gaze
a fervent prayer
“Sathya Sai Baba”
“Sathya Sai Baba.”
What prayer, more sublime, could I utter?

Small is His Form,
yet, mighty in manner is this
unassuming Lord.
Serenely He walks,
among the adoring, the doubtful,
the sincere, the sceptic, bestowing
His Grace, like sunlight, on all.

Upturned faces—
demanding, imploring, weeping, expectant,
complacent, desperate,
from all direction, they come,
across the globe, to see, to earn, to learn.
What?
Most do not know; some think they know;
who knows?

This Radiant Font of Goodness and Beauty
is God in human form.
This is He, surely, of Whom all scriptures speak.
He moves among the people; tender as a mother’s is that Face,
He pinches the chubby cheek of a child; He holds an old man’s hand,
sacred ashes appear in His palm to heal the old woman there.
Each heart is known to Him
Every wish finds its answer through Him.
In Him, all journeys end; all destinations merge!
And, PEACE IS KNOWN.

II Samastha Lokah Sukhino Bhavantu II

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He Is Closer Than The Closest!!!

The Editor — Thu, 21 Nov 2019 19:52:37 +0000

How close you want to be…with Him… Beloved Lord Supreme? Man, an earnest spiritual aspirant, in his destined drive through his life sojourn, when at the appointed hour bumps into The Descended Supreme, often falls flat for Him square and fair, overawed by His beauty beyond compare cosmic effulgence, loving Him as his Beloved. In this love unsullied, he looks at Him in deep devotion, accepting the duality, often not recognising the True Truth that this Divine Effulgence is The Light with which he is verily alive… is verily the awareness with which he knows that ‘he is…

In the dead of that dark-night,

From the sunken depth of slumber deep,

I was jolted and turned on,

Awakened to a flashing stillness…!

Ah! …a momentary ‘I Am!’

Drifting quick into the fleeting next…

I was sucked into a volcanic horror,

A mysterious loop of murky and muddy,

…of attachments, possessiveness and fears,

A lifer i felt here, caught up in bony bars,

Prisoned for a lifetime and beyond…

Sentenced for holding on…

Possessing the ‘me’ and the ‘mine’.

Wriggling the ‘self’ out for a flash…

Catching up with a deep breath next,

I turned on, staring at something eerie within…

A flashing reverie from the hours past,

A thought that hit the bed hours before,

Killingly haunting and hauntingly killing.

Jolting in turbulent dark waters,

Passing through a ‘million-mired-myriads’

I paused first, asking next,

Asking myself a million-dollar-question…

“Am i serious…??? Am i aware…???

That He Is closer than the closest?”

Weighing with traumatic exasperation…

Hoping no stop-gaps…

I went on with my mind-murmur…

Posing an unending ‘grilling’ unto my’own’self.

I said…

“I call Him Beloved Mother Sai!

I call Him The Cosmic Canvas!

I call Him The Source n’ Force!

…And what not…?

I hail Him ‘The Beauty Beyond Compare’,

The Incredible, The Inscrutable, The Indescribable!

My list of adorations goes on…

Yet,

Do i follow my words???

“Am i serious, do i care what i speak?”

How often He called me “Premaswarupulara…”

And my world around “Divyatmaswarupulara…”

Exhibiting ever His Love That Conquers,

To bail me out, ever to set me free…

How often He spelt it out in no uncertain terms…

The Truth Of His True Truth…

That is up for grabs,

For this me and for the world around.

How much…? how much…? and how much…?

How much has He done and is ever doing…?

All with His trade-mark Love, pure and selfless…

His perennial flow of Love In Action!!!

Treating and entreating, musing and amusing,

This ‘me’ and ‘my’ world around…

…With His multi-hued ‘visiting cards’…

Welcoming me with an open invitation…

His Invitation into His ‘ever-mysterious’ glory!

Yet,

“Am i serious… Am i aware…

That He Is closer than the closest?”

Ebbing out in exasperation…

I grilled myself time after time…

Over and over again,

“Am i serious… Am i aware…

That He Is closer than the closest?”

How often i speak about Him…

And the ‘InSaight’ of His message galore…?

His message of ‘Do Not Delay’…

And His message defining an ideal devotee,

The Adarsha Bhakta…

And how often i did it…

About that priceless ‘motherly’ plea?

That single ‘favour’ she has ever asked for?

An ideal Mother’s desperate plea…

Asking this me in her sweetest tone…

‘Would you, sweet child, like this gift from me…?’

Offering Her ‘Infinite Million’!

Her trade-mark LOVE for Beloved Mother Sai!!!

Asking and pleading this me to grow…

In Intense Love for Beloved Mother Sai!

Alas! How often i speak?

…And how seldom i practise???

Having come to this Holiest of the holies…

Sacrosanct Puttaparthi…

The Land That Did Penance…

Having been blessed with The Unfathomable Best,

His Infinitely In-defining Presence…

Am i still running after the low and lousy?

Crying and vying for a petty spoon-full…?

A spoon-fill of coffee powder?

Am i being stupid and nonsensical?

Failing ‘Him’ with my obvious and oblivious?

Knowing Him not…

Despite being ‘so close’…

Seeing Him not…

Despite being ‘so near’…

Dreadfully unaware of…

…Of that Indefinable Presence…

That Is Closer Than The Closest!?!

Now at my wits end, yet ‘Not Out’,

Thus i love to believe in the Now…

For,

“If life is a long day, sunset is far…far away”,

Thus i was reminded, always…always…

Now…

Turning in n’ tuning in…

I affirm aloud… loud n’ clear in the SaiLence of Now that,

He Is… He alone Is…

God Is… Sai Is…who I Am!

Closer than the closest,

Beckoning this little ‘me’ to plunge…

To plunge in, plunging unto Him…

Putting Apart the ‘i’…

To Become n’ Be!

To Become n’ Be!!

To Become n’ Be!!!

Having earned the breather, my life-saver,

I rest in Prasanthi now…

Now…In The Eternal Now!!!

And the writing on my wall…?

The wall that is painted in Red-Hot-Sai-hue…

The writing is clear… clear and distinct,

…And it reads thus:

“Sai Is Closer Than The Closest”

II SAI… IS… I AM II

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Put-Apart-I… Puttaparthi’s ‘SaiLent’ Reminder…

The Editor — Thu, 14 Nov 2019 04:42:36 +0000

Come November, it’s the month of joy supreme celebrating the most astounding Advent… of Lord Supreme on the planet… it was precisely on the Ardra star in the Telugu month of Karthika that He resolved to descend as Sri Sathya Sai. As Nov 16 comes with the tag of the auspicious star ‘Birthday’ of Beloved Bhagawan, running into the ‘day’ and subsequently the ‘birthday week’, let’s recapitulate on the ever untold mystery of His Advent Divine, and the infinitely potential message that comes by.

Covered by a ring of hills…

Standing tall as if,

To protect the precious n’ priceless…

With natives naïve, innocent and god-fearing,

Whose world never crossed their village boundaries…

Puttaparthi, a remote village in Ananthapuram of Andhra Pradesh,

Was once awakened by a Call,

The Call from The Greater Heaven!

For an encore of Ayodhya of the Treta,

To repeat a Mathura of the Dwapara…

The Call to host Him,

To host The Supreme Divine Advent!

The Family was chosen!

The blessed clan of Ratnakaram Raju dynasty!

…And the Mother was picked!

Easwaramma! The ‘Mother Of Easwara!’

And…

Post a parade of happenings mysterious,

…Immaculate conception and many more,

Sans any pretence and pomp n’ show,

When He Willed and thus The Day dawned…

The auspicious day of Karthika Somavara…

He willed It as His Advent Supreme!

And He was ‘born’! …The Beauty O’ Bliss!

The Bundle Of Joy for Mother Easwaramma!

When the time was ripe,

The world and the worldly were in deep slumber…

Yet, the ‘Godly’ were wide awake…

Aware Of the imminent beauty,

The Most Astounding Advent!

Of The King of all kings…

Of The Deva Of all devas…

The Divine Supremo!

Sri Sathya Sai!!!

Knowing thus…

They dashed unto Him daring time and space…

Welcoming The Bundle Of Supreme Bliss!

The Beauty O’ Bliss in His ‘sailent’ majesty…

The Beauty Beyond Compare in His inimitable grandeur!

Sathya – the little Divine!

Cradled in the lap of time…

Yet ‘timeless’ in His True Truth!

Confined in bony bars…

Yet ‘formless’ in His True Self!

He set in motion, prefacing His Mission Divine!

His ‘descending’ drama for human ascension!

Fourteen summers post His Advent,

On the 20th day in the month of October,

…in 1940,

He chose His time and space,

To sing His Mission Statement!

His Song Of Annunciation!

Keeping the blessed folk of Uravakonda to witness!

Enjoining souls countless of His True Truth…

He sung His song of Annunciation…

Manasa Bhajare Guru Charanam…

With this message infinite

He granted the world then the best of His pill…

That remains The Best for eternity…

The Sai-Path for human ascend!

He sung then…

Manasa Bhajare Guru Charanam

Dusthara Bhava Sagara Tharanam!

The Couplet Divine!

Pregnant with the theme ‘liberating’.

…And what of Puttaparthi?

His chosen Land That Did Penance???

Yes…

Puttaparthi of old folklore…

The skeletal oldie of the dim past,

The ’10 minute past Stone Age’ hamlet of Arnold Schulman,

She was never the same again!

She was never… never!

She stands tall n’ vibrant now,

Regally royal, majestic n’ just,

Welcoming all with hands wide open,

Offering her big…

The big hug sans any pre-condition,

Serving man with His SaiLent reminder,

Pointing at him…

Pointing at his mystical reality…

The reality that puts him apart…

Putting Apart his ‘i’…

Asking and pleading him…

Every pilgrim in the ‘Sai-Path’ to Put Apart the ‘i’…

Inviting him to dance in solitude…

Solitude Of Stillness,

By Becoming n’ Being!!!

II Samastha Lokah Sukhino Bhavantu II

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When ‘i’ Serve…Do ‘i’ Serve?

The Editor — Sun, 18 Aug 2019 07:10:02 +0000

When human mind poses many a question driving into serious introspection, it leads one to new vistas, greater realms of conscious evolution. …And here he declares, surrendering all his actions at Him, praying ‘heart-fully’ for greater unity, universal brotherhood, Peace n’ Love for Samastha Lokas… all the worlds… a poetic expression from a Punaikar, Sri Sudarshan Nasery.

When I serve, do I serve?
Whom do I serve?
What’s being served?
Why is it being served?
Seva… is it?
Or ego being flared?
Who of us really serves?
…and who really receives?
Whom do we attribute the merit of the deeds?
How is this going to transform us either way?
Will this act of mine be pleasing to my Lord???

These are some questions that,
My ‘mind’ pops at ‘me’,
When every time I plunge in,
In Seva, in my town.
I know not if,
Doer am I,
Or am I the receiver…?
Receiver of the food being served?
Am I the one giving,
Warmth through blankets?
Or do I receive the warmth of their,
Grateful greets?
Must I owe it to my hands and wit for
being ‘servicefull’?
Or must I owe it to my Godhood…?
Who made me so purposeful?
If Universal Mother feeds us all,
Why then I take a role to be,
Feeder for a day?
In Whose Cosy Lap,
Do the destitutes lay?
Would he not receive his bread,
If I miss him out on the street?
Will the Lord not take care of him,
If him, humanity doesn’t greet?

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Poverty Of Love,
Is The Goal to blow!
Thirst Of Love,
Is The Aim to quench!
And The Lord Of Love,
Is The Source of our strength,
World full of Selfless Love,
Is what He Divinely resolved!
Love For Love!!!
Love when shared,
Makes the Seva come true,
To the hearts of my brethren,
It does glue!
Puppets just learn,
When the Master pulls chords,
The Brotherhood of man,
Under Fatherhood of God!

Grace me, my Lord!
With Thy work for Thy own clan,
Let these hands be Thine my Lord!
And let Thine be the plan!
May the body bruise,
In Your service and fade,
Never ever name of this,
Silly body parade!
Let my Seva be so subtle,
As the rosy breeze of smiling rose!
Right hand works through but,
The left knows not!

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My Lord! May You recline,
On this serpent’s coil of my vices,
May my everything please Thee my Lord!
And, may all the worlds…
May ‘Samastha Lokas’ soak in Thy Love!
In Absolute Peace! Prasanthi!!!

II Samastha Lokah Sukhino Bhavantu II

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Eashwaramma…the Amma Of SaiEashwara…

The Editor — Sat, 04 May 2019 07:01:07 +0000

Who is Easwaramma? She is the mother of Easwara, said Bhagawan discoursing about the most privileged mother on planet earth, and in the entire creation, whose supreme destiny to carry ‘God’ in physical in her womb would ever remain unmatched, in the history ‘His-Story’. Sacrificing her claim upon her ‘Bundle Of Joy’ for the sake of humanity, the simple rustic illiterate mother hailing from Puttaparthi often stayed away from the limelight, astutely following Him with a heart full of love and devotion. Looking back into ‘His Story’, while dwelling upon the beauty of this tender-hearted Chosen Mother of Beloved Mother Sai, let’s join ‘Mother Sai Poet’ Sri Jullie Chaudhuri in singing this Supreme Mother’s glory, remembering Her on the occasion of Mother Easwaramma Day, on 6th May.

Janam Diya Tuney Sai Ko,
Hum Pey Kiya Upkaar…
Eashwaramma Tera Sai Yug Yug Ka Avataar…
Hogaye Hum Toh Rini Sai Ke,
Itna Diya Hai Pyaar…

Outwardly she seemed like any other simple village lady,
Her knowledge appeared artless and elementary,
However, the gilded pages of history,
Are adorned with her deep understanding,
Care, concern and sympathy,
Her unconditional surrender, her unpretentious harmony,
Thus so was she selected as the Mother of Sathya,
The Mother of Truth Incarnate,
Her Son was the Personification of Dharma,
Shanti, Prema and so too Ahimsa,
Indeed unique is Eashwaramma…the Amma Of SaiEashwara…

A lady simple and rustic,
Unassuming and basic,
Totally unaware of the role that awaited her…
…as vast as Her Son to be…was cosmic…

She was referred to as Namagiriamma,
…soon she entered into wedlock with Pedda Venkamma,
From the Raju family,
Residing at Puttaparthi…
Her father-in-law rechristened her Eashwaramma…
Whether wittingly or unwittingly,
Judiciously or intuitively…
…future events enveloped with the beauty of divinity…
…went on to prove,
He did so quite ably and aptly,
For as time gently flowed by,
She became enceinte…
…with the celestial embrace of a divine light,
That held the hues of heavenly blue,
Whereby,
…following the gestation period,
She gave birth to a bonny and cherubic ‘little’ Sathya Sai…

What can one say about the Mother the Lord chose,
The soil of Puttaparthi echoes and reechoes,
Innumerable anecdotes,
Charming and touching and ever so full of learning…
Supportive and kind and filled with innate empathy,
A Mother to all…she explicitly felt and expressed,
Each devotee’s agony,
She had the blessed knack,
To treat one and all as a member of her family,
Sans reservations and distinctions,
Exuding the simplistic warmth of a loving connection…

Her nobility and compassion truly one of a kind,
Her loving nature refreshingly refined,
Thus was she chosen as Mother to the Advent Divine,
A wondrous assignment the Lord did her consign,
Especially for such a role her being had been customized…
… and further divinized,
With the blessings and grace of the Supreme Being – Parameashwara,
Eashwaramma glided towards centre stage…
…as His Amma…the Amma of SaiEashwara…

Oh! Mother Eashwaramma…Amma of SaiEashwara,
We bow down to you most lovingly…
Oh! Mother Eashwaramma,
We seek your generous blessings most earnestly,
Bless us to be as genuine as you proved yourself to be,
You captivated the Lord’s heart most stirringly,
Beyond the hypocrisy of degrees, power and position,
Your ethical knowledge, awareness and understanding,
Shone through your sympathy, sincerity and simplicity…
Bless us, dear Mother, on this day we implore you,
To so attract the Lord with dedication true,
With selfless deeds…thoughts and words too,
Bless us with knowledge true that surpasses material learning,
Bless us with the wisdom of kind ways…
…devoid of cumbersome delays…
…so we may be more deserving,
Bless us with love that embraces all beings as kith and kin,
Bless us even as we strive to journey within,
Bless us that we may respect another’s dignity,
Bless us with the boon of Thy purity…
To view all as divine…bless us with that affinity,
Surrender to His will and that exclusive harmony of amity,
Bless us that we may live to please Him solely,
Our Beloved Lord, Bhagawan Sri Sathya Sai Baba,
Bless us so…enable us to draw Him close and near,
Bless our endeavour for divine occurrences to recur,
Bless us with that ambrosia…
Of the darshan of Easwarinandanan…of Parthieshwara,
We pray Thee, grant us this cherished nectar,
Oh! Most noble Eashwaramma…Mother of God most high…
…of Sathya Sai,
Upon us this mighty boon kindly do confer…
So saying, we offer our adorations and salutations unto Thee…
Oh! Most loving Mother Eashwaramma…
…Beloved Amma of SaiEashwara…

II Samastha Lokah Sukhino Bhavantu II

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