The Story teller …………………………..
Story of my experiences………….
It was a sunny morning
The garden was full of screams and shouts of children ecstatic and enjoying .
The festival was Holi
I was desolate , and sad because I had no friends
No one to play with . I heard someone call out my name . I looked up. I was blinded by the shining crown of gold that He was wearing . He had an Angelic white robe around him and he was smiling at me.
“You are sad “ . I did not know whether it was a question or statement . He smiled again .
“ Yes ” , I admitted . “ is it because no one is playing Holi with you ? “
“ Yes ” , I admitted again. He smiled again . “Alright I’ll play with you , not only today but everyday .”
And so it started . Day after day … week after week , he would come every day 7.00-8.00 AM and add a new colour to my life .
There was so much joy , that it was a long time before I realized that I have not even gone out .
I opened the window of my room . My room was filled with ecstatic and joyous screams of children playing Holi in the garden . I felt someone nudge me . I looked up . He was there with that enchanting smile , “ go out and Play Holi“ He said. I did.
The moment I came out , the children rushed to me . I held out my arms and as I felt children coming to me I felt overwhelmed with emotions . I could feel love and affection overflowing all around . suddenly , out of corner of my eyes , I could see a child desolate and sad. Perhaps , because he had no friends. No one to play with . I heard someone call out my name . I looked up . He was smiling again . “ go to him “ , He commanded . I went to the child .
“You are sad “ . I did not know whether it was a question or statement . He smiled ruefully . “ Yes ” , I asked . “ is it because no one is playing Holi with you ? ““ Yes ” ,he admitted rather sadly.
“Alright I’ll play with you , not only today but everyday .” I was surprised , because I could hear myself telling him . As I picked up the child , and brought him inside , I felt being overwhelmed with joy and love .As I passed a mirror , I was blinded by the shining Golden crown on my head , and I noticed the white Angelic white robe that I was wearing . I was surprised. I noticed Him waving at me , smiling .“Go ahead !” I could hear him “ make the child angelic and divine like yourself . Add a new colour to his life everyday”. “but where is the colour ? ”I asked .
“It is in your hands “
I looked down and found I was holding ‘Murali’* in my hand .
I noticed the child was smiling at me……………………..
I looked up , my vision reaching out beyond the stars , perhaps beyond the cosmos resting on a point of bright illuminated light …
I could see the Father smile at me ……………rather fondly…..
Note :” Murali ” is supposed to be God’s Own words as per the Brahmakumaris.
II
IT WAS YESTERDAY …………………………………………
It was but yesterday , that we were in the heavens
We had the joy in our hearts , divinity in our souls . we could smile with the eyes and communicate in silence .
We would walk down the stream and float in the music of flowing water . we would lose our self to the soulful music of the breeze , and wander in the solitude of jungles.
It was but yesterday, that we lost our way , and have since been wandering around aimlessly. We have the maps but we lack directions . We have the speech , but we find hard to communicate . We find poetry in words but no love in our hearts . We have company but no friends . We have books and scriptures but no knowledge . some have knowledge , but no understanding .
We have riches but no happiness..
Today , we have a choice. Do we want to change ourselves or others . Do we want food for taste , or do we yearn for food for soul. Do we want to live till death or live in fear of death till we die . do we want to see what we love to see or love whatever we see? Do we greed for more or love to give up . Do I stab my friend in his back , or nurse the wounds of my enemy , or do I have any enemy in the first place.
Today we have God himself talking to us .
Today , we have a choice. Do we listen to him or to the cacophony around us . do we hear the songs of our soul , in the echo of His words or try to translate his words into different religions and attribute different meanings.
Today , you have to exercise your choice .
It would be but tomorrow , that our today would be but a yesterday , but have we ensured that we would be in heavens ?
Today , you would be walking with your father , you nave a choice of listening to him and get his inheritance , or asking him for petty favours .
It was but yesterday that we were in heavens , enjoying his inheritance , but it was due to the choice we made the day before.
III
The Teacher ..and the Pupil…
I was lost in the carnival . The crowd was pushing and jostling me. In the chaos , I lost my grip on my father’s hands .I knew he would come looking for me . He loved me so much .But I was desperate .
I saw the Teacher smile at me .
She asked me : Do you know your father’s name ?
I was so confused , I could not answer . She asked me to think and comprehend what he looked like .
I tried but failed . All I could say “ A thought is too small a measure to comprehend him . But I can feel him with me. “
She smiled again . “ what is better ? would you like to imagine him or feel him ?
I had my answer.
I could feel His smile bestow bliss on me. He had found me at last.
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The Teacher was reading out His (Father’s) words .
“But Teacher , As I hear these words , I could feel ages and worlds pass me by .
Suddenly , there was no crowd . I was humbled into a small point of light , sharing the large universe with multitudes of similar points of light , smiling at each other , at peace with our self , with each other , and with the whole universe.
All fellow passenger on cosmic ride.
All charged up by an illuminant point of light beyond cosmos.”
She smiled benevolently . I wondered if she would ever run out of patience .
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The Teacher was talking about silence .
“ but Teacher , when I am silent , I am actually speaking to him , and as He speaks ,
in my heart silences grow.
My body feels energized ,
my mind feels celestial glow.”
She was silent.
I was apprehensive . “will she tell Father , that I am a mischievous disturbing student “
She kind of read my thoughts . So did HE , I presume . I could see the Teacher smile again , and could hear Father tell me “ may be naughty , maybe disturbing , but she accepts you as student , and that is what matters . Listen to her as she reads out my words and enjoy the carnival .”
My reverie was broken . suddenly I was no more scared of crowd , or of getting lost . the Teacher had helped me establish my grip on my fathers hand , firm in my conviction I cannot get lost , and as long as HE is holding my hand ,I cannot do any wrong.
Thank You Teacher.
IV
THE WEEK-END…….GET AWAY
I was tired.
The Business review meeting was on .
The anxious and worried faces of speakers worried me , as they rattled out figures and statistics about the problems and challenges faced by them .
The un availed calls . The Physician on duty not turning up on time. Complaints about my Physician found asleep on duty , not taking calls. The Trainees in my training centre absconding . Meeting the target of training 900 people in 5 months …because the COO has assured the CM that he will get it done…. HR not able to get required number of trainees……..
I could also realize , the expectations they had from me …how could I possibly turn the situation around to a more favourable result…..
I realized , enough is enough . I felt weak , tense and unsure . I felt , it is high time I took a break. Thought I will talk to my Father about a weekend getaway.
“ Yes , You are disturbed , I can see that . what do you propose to do about it.” He asked me . His tone as reassuring , as composed as ever.
“ I guess , I require a break . maybe I’ll go out on a weekend .”
“Why that long , why not now? “ He asked me . I could feel the warmth and sunshine of His smile permeate my soul.
I was relaxed. I had my doubts though. “ But it is not so simple. I have to take leave , arrange for flight and Hotel Bookings. Guess I’ll have to arrange for Videocam , i-pod . some CDs , some books .”
I could feel His smile kindle kind of joy within me.
“Come with me …..” , it was more of a suggestion than a command .
I followed him . Feeling light as I crossed the limits of the world , feeling lighter as I crossed the space and beyond the realms of space , entered a space beyond known dimensions of space , as we understand them through science. I could feel myself covered with radiance never experienced before. As I looked around , I could notice small points of lights all around , an entire cosmos of lights and a brilliant point of light More radiant than anything I could ever imagine.
I could just look on and on. I was wonderstruck and dumbfounded. And then it struck me …..the silence . The silence was different from the silences I had ever experienced or imagined .
The silence was not a muted silence.
The silence was not the silence experienced by deaf . It was full of energy . As I looked on at the source of brightest energy , the brightest point of light and shifted my gaze to other points of lights , I could feel a subtle motion , which gradually and progressively found a rhythm , and I could feel a soulful music being generated through the silence. The music that no i-pod can podcast , the one that I have never heard . The music reached a crescendo and I could feel the lights swaying to the rhythm …..a dance unfathomable to the mortal eyes and mind . I could feel the soulful music and dance through my existence , I could feel myself becoming absolutely light and now I could understand the concept of being light as the extreme of becoming lighter and lighter till one becomes a point of light .
I could even perceive the points of lights communicating to each other and to even the source of light , totally in silence through the music . As I felt the communications within myself , I felt absolutely full of joy , happiness , peace and tranquility.
My joy registered on my face as a smile. I was back in the meeting .
Some one asked me “ you can still smile when you have so many challenges.”
“Challenges were there is past . Now I‘ll give you solutions.” I smiled back at him.
I started rattling out the instructions , that became more explicit as I progressed. At the end of my deliberations , every one could see the way forward . I was left wondering if these solutions were mine or dictated by the ethereal silence that I experienced !
I could see everyone relaxed and smiling at the meeting.
As I closed the meeting, I thought I would thank my Father .
“ So , how was your weekend …” He asked .
“ The weakness has ended , I feel myself emerging more stronger , composed and happy . I feel the weakness end , and myself strengthened .
Thank you father .”
Distance Education……………………..
The sky is quiet, because it hold too much within itself .
The earth is humble enough to be trodden upon by millions and millions of people , but it feeds the same people anyway..
We villainise the clouds, call them black , and they in turn quench the thirst of earth and us .And What do we Do ?We do not hold much knowledge and keep blabbering at every opportunity .We bite the hand that feeds us .
We exploit the Sun , the sky and the Earth .we do not think twice before giving in to vices of lust , anger ,greed , intoxication , and biggest of all Ego. We think no end of our self ..some of us even call ourselves GOD . . but do we call ourself black ?When we fall , we blame others , sometimes God too .When we require something badly we even offer Him bribe. Can you offer a glass of water to Sea ? I will be called an idiot if I suggest it also . But we often make conditional offers to God., who we our self say ,is the source of everything . If I pass my Exam , I’ll offer one Kg Laddoo . If I could marry this girl , I will offer Rs 501/ , and Please God do not even bother to ask her whether she wants to marry me or not .
Jesus said , Forgive them Lord , for they do not know what they are doing .In my ignorance , I have been doing all of this and I seek Your forgiveness , Father .
But today , I know . I have learnt to be quiet like Sun , Humble like Earth , and am on my journey to quench the thirst of people who do not have this knowledge .But I am not the one to quench anyone’s thirst .
It is you who has to hold my hand , as I touch those who are thirsty of knowledge .The sky may be quiet , You are not ,because in your silences ,I have often heard not only what you have said , but also a lot of which you left unsaid.And when I see the sky …I sometimes look beyond … far away , and I can feel your words touching me through the quiet sky
……Distance Education ….some of my friends would say !
Sometimes …………… with the
father
Sometimes
I have looked at clouds
And felt the raindrops fall …..
Sometimes …
While walking alone
I have heard
His silent footfalls ………
Sometimes……..
I have been with the father
And have been drenched
By the drops of joy
As they incessantly fall………………………
THE MAGIC OF SILENCE …………………….
It is in your silences that you communicate best .You speak to yourself .
When you do that you have achieved self realization .
The silence is not being dumb….
Not being deaf either
You are hearing
You are listening to what Father has to tell you .
You are listening to whatever the environment is trying to message you …………………..
“…It is not what I tell you everyday …that you have to note
..I am getting new children every day and I also know that I have to talk to them in the language They understand …..
The language ,they want to hear …..
I am aware you do not need any incentives , any temptation of Kingdom …..
All you require to know and realize is that you have to acquire the Godly virtues that has been your original self….
and implement them in day to day life …..
and rest is bound to follow……….
This is the essence and sum total of what you shall be learning every day…… ”
Walking with father
WALKING WITH FATHER ……………………….
The night is about to end , and I can hear the footsteps of the dawn ……..
The darkness is still there , but I can see you
Because you are a fountain of light and energy .
you talk to me , You teach me too , and when I get tired and inattentive , you place your hand on my forehead and put me to sleep .
Every morning , I wake up in a new home , open my eyes in a new family
Some people also refer to this as phenomenon of births and rebirths …………………………
But every morning
You wake me up
Teach me , converse with me , and also tell me how much of it I have forgotten .
I am forgetful , and you are for giving. I am all for getting more and more , and you are all for giving up more and more .
You tell me to give up the vices , I , in my ignorance give up on your advices …..
But you still love me
I , on my part love you too……
I search for you all around …from one temple to another , from one religion to another , from one belief set to another , and from one guru to another……….
But you search me out … without even asking whether I believe in you or not
Perhaps because you believe in me , believe that I am a pure divine soul .
But Your search does not end with me , you have to search out more of children like me who have lost the way .
But my search ends with you , and so does my night of ignorance.
I shall get up tomorrow morning once again and join you on your journey
And may the footsteps of dawn that the next child hears , be echoes of mine , on this journey with you……………
