Sacred Past
Muralidharan, Station Director of All India Radio, was with Baba during his tour of Kerala and tape recorded His speeches and Bhajans, without omitting a syllable or a note. From these tapes a newsreel programme was prepared depicting the ceremony when Baba laid the foundation stone for the Hospital for children, in my native village of Trippunittura, when the Health Minister, Wellington, presided. He played that reel and felt happy, remembering that Baba, in his speech at the Town Hall, Ernakulam, had promised to tour Kerala again after Sivarathri. He had assured them that He would tour from Cannanore to Trivandrum and stay longer in each place. When a friend came to his office a week later, Muralidharan chanced to communicate to him the good news. Muralidharan said that if Baba would not fulfil his assurance, he would take the tape containing His promise to Puttaparthi, play it back to Baba, and 'challenge' Him. The friend was thrilled by the confident tone of
Muralidharan; he wanted to hear the assurance in Baba's own voice, and so
the tape was replayed for his benefit. Wonder of wonders: those sentences
were not recorded on that tape! The Telugu sentences spoken by Baba and
the simultaneous Malayalam translations of the assurance spoken by me were
not there! And to make the miracle complete, there was no gap either!
-to villagers against the temptation of the noise and glare of towns and cities- "There man has become quarrelsome, greedy and cruel. The towns standardise the speech, the habits and the attitudes of man into a vulgar pattern. There man is an animal which is petted and humoured to turn wild. The Divinity of man is ignored in the rush and worry, in the struggle for possessions and pomp. Learn to be content and happy where you are. Do not run towards towns hoping to have happiness and contentment there. They are inner riches, not outer acquisitions".
"I do not accept
from you flowers that fade, fruit that rots, coins that have no currency beyond
the boundary; give Me the Lotus that blooms in your Manasa-sarovara, in the pure
pellucid waters of your inner consciousness; give Me the fruit of your holiness
and steady discipline" "Embodiments of Love, cultivate love undimmed by selfish
motives, and live up to your name and heritage. Learn the international
language of the heart, and spell it out in action. Your neighbours too
pray to the same God in anguish, for favours. They may be speaking in
different languages, their pose at the hour of worship may vary as well;
but their physical needs are the same as yours, and they are satisfied by
the same type of food and drink. Try and sympathise with them when they
are in great difficulty and feel happy when they are joyous. Share their
joy; sharing transforms joy into bliss - Ananda. Let your love expand
towards entire creation. Stagnant water becomes foul; so, let in flow.
Love is joy, love is power, love is light, love is God." |