I bow to the winds that carry fragrance sent by Guruji------------- Chapter---27 Guruji paid a few visits to my house on my insistence----and would not it eat ‘upma’---a special South Indian dainty of my choice----would get called professors of vocal music who lived nearby---they would sing in tune to their harmonium---‘murakh murakh raj karat hai---pandit bhayo bhikhari’ For some period of time my brain would go totally blocked---I could not understand any written word----. At such a juncture my students’ answer books came in four big bundles----I could not concentrate on a single word-----marked a few—without understanding a word. My conscience abused me in every possible manner---did not understand what to do----. All through my career, I enjoyed teaching and loved my students more that my capacity--but at this time of life, I could not do justice----the bundles were there before me---my job---that was the only source of my livelihood was also at stake. It was the moment of test and also of action. I suspended my work totally. Come what may----I would not be unjust to my students. The test was over---. I had decided finally that I might lose my job but I would not mark papers without reading them properly. I was aware of the fact that some sort of intervention certainly was there but did not know from which quarters. At such occasions Guruji always took hold of the situation---. It is in a par excellent manner Guruji would handle it---in thousands of ways Guruji would extend help in the way Lord Krishna gave only once to Dropadi. He does extend help to all of us and saves situation well in time. When I went to bow at Guruji’s feet the next morning Guruji in general spoke a few words—these words could have also different meaning for a few of other devotees sitting there---“Tiwari nu mil”---I did not take a minute to find solution---. In the evening–after coming from the college---I got the address of Prof. Tiwari and went to his residence---I was awestruck to see the scene there---eight professors from various DAV colleges were sitting together on the dining table and evaluating their answer books. I told them about my problem----and they simply told me to bring all answer books----all of them would share my burden. I heaved a sigh of relief and talked about my problem to the Principal of my college and she happily agreed and I once more, heaved a sigh of relief---marking the papers had been the most tedious part of my career---I was spared of it and also passed Guruji’s test that I did not do injustice to my students. Guruji had been ever watching every turn of situation------I did my college duty well or ignored it ruthlessly doing injustice to my students. There is no doubt about it that Guruji wished me to be dutiful in our job. I have always been instructed by my Guruji to be dutiful---of course ---with Guruji’s blessings I had always been so----at home and also at my job as well. One day, Guruji told me to get a cassette of ‘kivisari’---I did not know what ‘kavisri’ was----. I asked Guruji about it--Guruji simply said that I could get it from the same shop from where I bought other cassettes. The next day, I got it for Guruji. Guruji Himself put it in the cassette player. I heard the voice of women singing in chorus in very fast speed----. I could not understand a word of it. I started giggling because it appeared very different from all other shabads. Guruji felt offended and struck His foot with force on the floor---and spoke some unintelligible word and I got the awareness that Guruji was very angry that I without bothering to know the meaning had started laughing and showing disrespect to ‘kavisri’-----a shabad sung in a different way. After that moment, I never thought even in dream-----to disrespect any thing---leave aside ‘moral giving things’.----- I learnt a lesson that without going to the root of a thing, and without following it properly I should never give any comment---it is highly injurious to sentiments. One day, I was washing Guruji’s clothes---I saw marks of blood on His clothes and I got very upset---. I did wash the spots away but the whole day, I could not get rid of the impression of the marks of blood. The idea haunted me that Guruji was not well. How could He fall sick Who would cure all those who came to Him? But Guruji did appear to be normal and there was no apparent difference visible in His health. The next day, I went to bow at the Lotus feet of my Guruji, I found Guruji quite cheerful. I was relieved to a great extent. It was a routine with Guruji to go away from the Darbar for some time, leaving sangat to them selves. During such occasions, we would exchange formalities and could talk to each other freely in low voice. I used to sit all alone on the right of the seat. As soon as Guruji left the sangat hall, a devotee came to me. He appeared very joyful and asked me if he could get some sewa---. I told him to talk to Guruji about it. He said that Guruji had cured Him of a disease of piles only the day before. LO! I understood it fully at that moment that Guruji took all diseases of us upon Himself. I was quite a lot pained to discover that curing people might affect Guruji’s health. After this, I used to make hundred and thousands of prayers that no harm should come to Guruji. That is why I never asked any favour from Guruji by mistake even. The state of affairs is exactly the same up to this day. Once, on my asking, Guruji told that--the impact of good or bad surroundings----generally gets deep roots on our conscious and sub conscious mind----. Circumstances also play an important role to make us what we are. At that time, Guruji also spoke that it is better to pass time in the sangat than going to clubs. Guruji’s devotees often massaged His hands and feet with clarified butter –desi-ghee. Guruji would give different appearances-----of being much smaller in physical size. Otherwise, Guruji’s general appearance had been of--highly impressive and of sprawling high stature---towering over you while talking---and you a smallest of all beings. Guruji always appeared totally expressionless---I mean with normal expression without any notable change--even at the highest excitable event---and sometime full of expression at the most insignificant thing----His subtle ways are unknown to us! I often wondered to see His delicate artistic fingers---and would wonder how forceful strong is their impact when used by Guruji as indirect punishment through someone---. I have good experience of it.---Guruji’s wrath is awful but still much greater is His magnanimity of healing pain of it. One day, we were sitting around Guruji---all of a sudden---Guruji spoke two words in Panjabi---‘Mar Ditta’---and it was in the evening news that the terrorists had shot down and killed a professor of DAV College exactly at the time when Guruji uttered the above mentioned words. First few days, were the days, of new knowledgeable experiences regarding Guruji. Sometimes, I feel that Guruji tried and tested devotees whom He had to give some service----at every step He would test them and their capabilities and accordingly He would make them see to their better aspects so that they should regain their confidence. The sangat of Guruji has spread almost all over the world---. Leelas of Guruji with each of His Sangat are varied and unprecedented---and –and almost all can write-----a book after book-------full of their experiences which science can not negate---. My Guruji is God of Gods. He never preached--never spoke much---He changes a person via sach khand style----changes wrought by Him in the mind of a devotee vary from individual to individual---they are not spoken in words---they are made all in practical--by influencing mind via telepathy----. JAI GURUJI
Posted on: Wed, 29 Jan 2014 10:39:10 +0000
Trending Topics
Recently Viewed Topics
© 2015