[stextbox id=”info” image=”null”]The Grace of Siddha series can be read here.[/stextbox]
These are not stories. They are real incidents. Read through these and do reflect if anywhere, anything in these series is resonating with your own self. Do you feel any of these telling anything to you? Do you feel yourself that any of the phrase is a reflection of yours? Is there an answer to you in these?!
The person who stood at the entrance carried a yellow colored cotton bag. His eyes had a serene grace. A robust figure was he, wearing 12 holy marks of a Vaishnava (those who worship Lord Vishnu), holy thread (yagnobaveetham), his dhoti tied in the traditional panchakatcha form (a five fold style of wearing a dhoti) and a towel tied on the loin. His body was covered with thick and healthy hair with a shining black beard and moustache.
He appeared like a typical Vedic Brahmana. Since no one was known to him, he wasn’t called in. But even in the early hours of the night, his face had a divine radiant visible even at that feeble light.
All of us called him in in an unanimous voice. No one bothered to enquire as to who he was, where he was coming from and so on. He came in with folded hands, washed his hands and feet (as they do it typically before entering a pooja graha, the place of worship) and went straight in front of Sri Rama’s picture and prostrated in
front of it.
For two minutes, he meditated.
Then he began to sing the Rama Nama he knew in a melodious voice. Though the pooja had been over, we all began to sing along with him. This Nama Sankeerthana (singing the holy name of the Lord) created an unknown bliss in all of us. It is not an exaggeration to say that we all forgot the “kitchen – neivedhya miracle” happened a while ago.
The bhajan continued for the next eighteen minutes. The person came did not say anything about his whereabouts. As soon as the bhajan was over, he began to leave after prostrating in front of Lord Rama’s picture.
Not sure what triggered Walter Swamy. He put the garland that was used for the pooja in that person’s neck and gave the thamboola (beetle leaves, nuts and banana). He then said, “you may please take the neivedhya prasad as well before you leave”.
That person replied with a smile “I have taken the prasad” and then said “ok ok, if there is anything that is not offered in this pooja, please give me, I shall take it along”. We could not understand what he meant.
But still, he was given a parcel of the variety of rice, vada to that person who accepted it with both his hands and he did not put them in the bag he carried. As soon as he accepted these, he started moving, really fast, without turning back.
Walter Swamy asked who that person was.
“We do not know. But he came as a Athithi” (guest is an
insufficient word to describe what Athithi means exactly) said the house owner.
I realized that the person who came here did not come merely for the prasad. But I remained silent and did not want to create any confusion by saying something. I had not taken the Nãdi with me and so it wasn’t possible to even ask the Maha Muni.
In the meanwhile, there were chaos to get a piece of the prasad that “Hanuman” had partaken. The food items in the kitchen were getting cold as well and eventually we all sat down to have the prasad where we realized that the person had left the yellow color bag he carried. I picked it up, so as to ask the person on his whereabouts if he comes back looking for it. It is then I realized that whatever parcel of prasad that was given to that person was in the bag. We saw that he did not put them in this bag when he accepted it.
But all of that parcel was empty!
In whatever paper they had covered the food items, it appeared uncovered with the food items consumed. There was another parcel upon opening which the “Sendhuram” was found (the paste which is normally applied on Hanuman idols everywhere). All our eyes reflected surprise, a wondrous one! Everyone in that hall began to believe that the person who visited a while ago, could be none other than Hanuman Himself!
All those who ridiculed me, spoke rationalism, behaved as though they were the only brainy people, everyone stood there speechless. It is only after this, that my Mother believed as well. But my Father did not believe, even after these incidents. He opined that I am roaming around with the Nãdi leaves day and night, without taking care of the family.
People use to come even at night times from afar where I will take bath immediately and read the Nãdi for them. My Father seldom liked this. He became furious one day and said that the Nãdi should not be in this house hereafter and if it remains, he won’t know what he might do. I had no choice but to give the Nãdi to my friend as a safe custody and began to read Nãdi from his place. My Father was slightly relieved. But since I could not do the proper pooja for Agastya Muni, it happened that the Maha Muni did not appear in the Nãdi for a few months.
Those who came to read Nãdi at that time came to know about this and said, “then all the Hanuman Darshan incident is all fraud right?” on my face.
On another day…when I asked the Maha Muni that “the person who came at the time of the pooja of Lord Rama was Hanuman indeed correct?” – He replied “YES“. I felt the urge to tell this to everyone but the order that came next from the Maha Muni shocked me.
“In Kali Yuga, one can get the darshan of Lord by prayer. A lot of such blessed souls do receive such darshan even today. It is not that it has to happen through me. Since you are my beloved son, I had hinted you on this darshan.
I wanted to test you whether you have the ability to control your mind, the people surrounding you, how are they, how they do a double act etc. I wanted to tell you many a deiva rahasya and make you as a spiritual guru. But you do not have a control over your tongue or the ability to keep the secrets as such. You just broadcast everything to everyone. If you think that these people believe in all you say, it is a big disappointment.
For these, spirituality is like the fruit of neem tree in this Kali Yuga. Such a darshan happens only in Kretho, Dhretha and Dwapara Yugas. Foolish people believe that such a darshan won’t happen here in Kali Yuga. How will they know of a spiritual wisdom? Whoever believes in this, whoever has a poorva-jenma-vasana (effect of good merits from previous births) only will get My darshan hereafter. If anyone who does not believe in Me, or you who reads the Nãdi , I shall take care of them“
“Since you asked, Hanuman gave His darshan to you and those around you through this divine play of Neivedhya Prasad. You do not know how much I had to strive to make this happen. Behold, I won’t appear for the next twelve amavasya.“
“If you ever want to have the darshan of me, keep the deva-
rahasyas as such, within. If you ever dare to reveal them out, I will get rid of you. Another thing, for this twelve amavasya, visit the six holy battle-houses of Lord Subramanya thrice and do the japa of Moola Mantra a crore times only after which, you will be able to read the Nãdi . If not, from the southwest direction, a person bearing the name of Lord Muruga, born in the Simha Rasi and Maka Nakshatra will come looking for you on a Saturday afternoon. Hand over the Jeeva Nadi to him” – strictly said the Maha Muni.
“How can I tell others of the fact that I got the wrath of Agastya Muni? If I say it out, I will lose my credibility and the dis-belief towards this on people will grow. If I don’t say, what will I tell for those who come for reading the Nãdi ? I am not worrying about not being able to read the Nãdi , but I became sleepless and restless that I got the wrath of the Maha Muni.
It was a Vaikasi Visaka day. I wanted to read the Nãdi , thinking that the Maha Muni might say something if His anger towards me had reduced a bit. I was so scared but opened the Nãdi .
It was a good day for me, He appeared.
“Continue to do the Japa. For once, visit the six battle-houses in one stretch. With that, for those who seek the Nãdi, read it during the Brahma Muhurtha. Those who believe shall. Those who doesn’t, shant. On those days where you cannot read the Nadi, We will be in your Vakya (sayings). Tell them their fate with the help of their
horoscopes. Blessings!” – he had concluded.
I felt a great relief. From then on, I have never dared to say
anything out that are meant to be deva rahasya and that which is not supposed to be shared. Only after these, people started believing in me. If anyone comes, I check their horoscope and that’s it. But still, I struggled a lot for completing the “one crore japa of the Moola Mantra”.
Since I had stopped reading the Nãdi, many left me. Some
believed in me reading the horoscope and saying things out of it. Some time went this way.
One may ask, “Is this Nãdi that noble?” – Let me give an incident here. Two great actors of the Tamil Cinema, N. S. Krishnan and M. K. Thyagaraja Bhagavathar believed in this Nãdi. This I came to know from the person who read the Nãdi before me.
“They cheat with the Nãdi. Whatever they say about the future does not happen and it correctly says what has happened. This has to be confirmed in the court” – an advocate mentioned so in a playful manner and a judge accepted this proposal and called the person who was reading the Nãdi to the court.
The person who was reading the Nãdi said, “I haven’t done any mistakes, why should I be called upon to the court? Moreover, if anyone wants to read the Nãdi, they ought to come directly, I cannot!”
The judge then said that all the advocates along with him should visit the person’s house. Out of curiosity, all of them went. Upon seated, the judge said that he does not want to test Agastya Muni, but to know if the Nãdi is true indeed and not to mistake their intentions.
“Ask! I shall say what Agastya Muni tells me. This isn’t my
imagination and there is no lie either” – said the Nadi reader.
“Here, look at this” – he showed the paper weight in the table – “I am going to throw this down now. The Nãdi should tell me the exact count of the glass pieces resulting in the breakage once it breaks down. Even if a count increases or decreases, I have to announce that this Nãdi is a fraud. Is this ok?” – he asked in a calm manner.
The person who was reading the Nãdi, Murugan, was scared as well. What if something weird comes out as a reply, the Nãdi itself will be ill-famed right? He earnestly prayed to Agastya Muni and said “The answer you are seeking will be given correctly”.
“In that case, what will happen must be written down in advance, is this possible?” – asked the judge.
“Ok” – said Murugan and opened the Nãdi, wrote down what he saw in a paper and gave it to the judge, who did not care to open and read it. He kept it in his shirt pocket. A few minutes went by.
He picked up the paper weight and raised it above…and kept it back. He did not throw. He then opened the piece of paper and began to read it aloud in front of everyone present there.
“You, who come in the line of that king who gave a correct
judgement to the cow (Manu Needhi Chozha), will pick this
rounded glass (paper weight), will raise it above but you won’t throw it down“
Such a Nãdi came in to my hands.
(goose pimps, anyone?!)