​Memories of Manu (Story of Atmananda)

When I look back to my time with Atmananda, I can never boast that I really understood him. Initially, he seemed to be a bundle of contradictions, absurdities and inconsistencies. But, when I started accepting it all as part of his character and stature, he started to make sense to me.

Zamisljeni MohanjiPrimarily, he displayed no insecurities. I started seeing his uncanny authenticity, uncompromising conviction, and inconceivable profundity when I started accepting him as he was. Acceptance without conditions made a drastic difference in my thinking process. He told me to focus on myself instead of focusing on him. And it was intriguing. He used to say “Form might lead to delusions. The same applies to expectations”. I was beginning to be aware of that. So, I stuck with his recommendations or teachings rather than his form or personality. Nevertheless, his actions and activities were unignorably influencing my character. Detachment from all things around me was settling in without my being aware of it. And fears as well as insecurities rapidly vanished too. Looking back, in a way, I was possibly imitating him, quite unconsciously. In this context, I would like to quote a few of his teachings. Perhaps they could be considered as silent initiations too.

While walking through a forest area, when we cautioned him of the possible attack of wild animals, He said “If this ‘dead’ body becomes useful for the survival of a fellow being, why not? Consider it a better use of the body than using it for indiscriminate consumption of the wealth of mother (earth). (Atmananda always considered his body as “dead” and spirit as life. And he used to say “My life is not the body. It is now in the body but not affected by the body or even the existence of it. Being unconditionally available is the initiation in the path of liberation. Conviction is the dhuni (fire).”

His explanation of Purushartha, the essence of human existence, was truly profound.

“Purushartha (essence of existence) or the tapestry (DNA) of human existence consists of Dharma, Artha, Kama and Moksha,” explained Atmananda. “Dharma is the basis of existence of everything. Dharma is righteousness. Right method of existence provides guidance even to the mind-oriented people. Being natural. Being with nature. Truthful. Rightful. Righteous. Righteous living means living in tune with nature; the nature within and outside, without disturbing and destroying anything in and around us. Universe operates on Dharma. Birth is dharma. Life is dharma. Death is also dharma. Every breath is dharma. Earth, Wind, Water, Fire, Space and Ether function based on Dharma. Dharma is inevitable. Dharma operates the whole universe. When we are in tune with dharma, without resistance, we have a complete, unfluctuating life. Dharma protects the dharmic.
Artha is material. Regular karmic existence needs material assistance. Materials include food, clothing and shelter. Artha is important for existence. Artha also demands maturity. Immature handling, possession and control of Artha leads to imbalance and eventual destruction of oneself and the wealth. Artha belongs to the nature. Nature alone can own nature. No being within nature can own it forever.

Kama is desire. Desire for food, shelter, clothing and every aspect of human existence, which is created by destiny is kama. Kama is the fire that keeps life going. Even desire for liberation is kama in a sense.

Moksha is dissolution which is beyond enlightenment. Moksha is total liberation.

Dharma, Artha and Kama exists in all parts of this world, amongst human and non-human beings. Moksha – the thought and sincere conviction for liberation from the karmic cycle of birth and death exists only in Bharat. This makes this land sacred.” Atmananda used to say “Do not take this land that you walk on for granted. Great sages walked this land.” (Masters like Agastya, Vishwamitra, Dattatreya, Vyasa, Valmiki, Sapta Rishis, Nava Naths, Lord Rama, Hanuman, Krishna, Parashurama, Adi Shankaracharya, Buddha, Patanjali, Varahamihira, Bharata, Charaka, Narada, and so many others). “Respect this soil. No other soil in the whole world has mothered so many great masters, traditions and religions.”

Some more events from the life of Atmananda.

Once sitting by the side of fire, I saw master staring at the fire intensely as if speaking to it. Suddenly, he uttered as if to someone unseen to our eyes, staring into the fire. “I have no more incarnations.” We heard that. We waited for further words. For a long time, he kept staring at the fire. Then we heard him speak again “My next incarnation would be sophisticated. I would hide myself behind garbs of that time. I would confuse the world with my attire. I would shake minds with my character, style, nature, methods and habits.” He spoke no further. When we asked about his next incarnation at a convenient time, he did not bother to answer. We gathered that he was talking to someone in the fire or through the fire, or that perhaps he was participating in a discussion with masters. An Avadhoota always remains unfathomable.

I heard this story from a follower of the master. One day, after lunch, we were sitting under a tree. Guruji and others were seated under other trees nearby. This follower told me about an incident in Atmananda’s life: “Our Guruji used to meditate in the neighbouring forest alone for many months, if not years. He would abstain from food and water. As you know, this forest has many wild animals – tigers, snakes, elephants, and so on. One day, our Guruji was sitting in meditation at the mouth of a cave about 900 feet above this forest, on the other side. A tigress came to the cave. Guruji was unaware. Perhaps she wanted to enter the cave. Guruji was blocking it. The tigress produced a scary spine-chilling cry. It was very near the face of Guruji. He opened his eyes and saw the tigress. He looked straight into her eyes and they understood each other. He moved away, and the tigress entered the cave. In the same cave there was a huge serpent as well. It never bothered the presence of Guruji. Neither did Guruji bother the serpent’s presence. Now that the tigress also occupied the cave, the chance for a conflict was inevitable. Yet, perhaps due to the presence of Guruji, the two beings existed peacefully in the cave. Soon enough, the tigress who was pregnant, delivered four cubs. The cave family thus started growing. While Guruji is meditating, the cubs would climb over him and play in his lap. The mother tigress would go out to fetch some food for herself and also refresh herself. So did the serpent. Guruji was almost always fasting or ate some leaves or fruit which naturally came to his doorstep. Thus, Guruji stayed with this strange family of beings for a few months and then went on with his wandering.” This gave me a clear picture about the unity of consciousness which Guruji used to mention. All beings are one in consciousness and there is no separation. All other species know it except humans. Guruji always respected all lives on earth and always ensured that his existence never interrupted or disturbed any other lives.

Atmananda often spoke to himself or beings that we cannot see. He used to stare at something and speak as if it’s a human being. Once I saw him speaking to a “fallen dry wood!” What I heard was “I have to come back. So, it is better to leave quickly to come back. Is it painful? Oh, no. Pain is only in association. I am the consciousness of an atom and this mountain. No shell can give me pain. Pain is with the shell. I am not my shell. I must give myself. I must stop being I. I have kept this body and all that is connected to this body away from the market place. Now, I must keep all of them in market place. I will give my next body for the lions (worldly people) to feed on. If that is the command. I will.”

I often wondered, who is this “I” this perfect Avadhoota is talking about? Later on, I understood, he is referring to a state of his, perhaps his human dimension that we get to see or certain aspect of his state and never the personality that we usually refer to as I.

“I am the consciousness that existed in the atom. Then I expanded to become a cell. Then I became a fish. I came in everything that walks, crawls, swims and flies. I am also the medium (elements) they thrive on. I am the non-attachment that exists inside every shell. I have taken millions of lives. I felt and experienced the pain of separation from each mind from its body identification, each time. I felt the pleasure of liberation after each body too. When each bird comes to liberate a worm, when each tiger comes to liberate an incarnation, each time when death comes to liberate an existence, I shed the garb of illusion and become complete consciousness. I am the consciousness of the eater and the eaten, yet I have no birth or death. Birth and death happen as ripples within my consciousness. I remain complete and immortal always.”

One day he said “There is no use in following me. You are wasting your time with me. Even I do not know where I am going. And I know I have nowhere to go. You are not like me. You have places to go to. So, do not waste your time with this mad wanderer.” Even though we were perplexed by these words, we understood the meaning after some time. Initially we thought that our Guru is asking us to leave. But, his later actions revealed that he wants us to think and be aware. Places to go to are our desires of material gratification. He has no desires. He has no place to go to as well as every “place” is him. We still have desires. This means, if we choose to follow him, let it be without other desires and with only one aim, liberation. A liberated being becomes everything visible and invisible. For my master, He is the final home. His journeys, if at all, are all inside the home of his consciousness. There is no outer journey through the senses and mind for him. This was a strong reminder for all of us.

Mohanji walking, from the backAt one point in time, Atmananda slowed down and started showing signs of detachment from everyone, as if preparing to leave his body. He did not leave the shade of a banyan a tree for a week, and was staring at the sky day and night without eating, drinking or sleeping. All of us decided that he will leave his body soon and that was a tough thought for us. Our anxiety grew day by day. One day, Atmananda spoke: “You fools! Why are you so anxious, upset and crying? You are upset because I may leave this “dead” body? I am ashamed that you have understood nothing by walking with me all these years. Death is inevitable for any body and not the soul. Soul never dies. I never die because I am never born. All that is born will die. This is the truth and there is no tragedy in it. When my work is over with this body, I will leave it. I am not the body and no body can hold me. You will also leave your respective bodies just like I will someday. Crying over a dead body is the silliest and stupidest thing one can ever do. When I die, do not keep my body in a pit (samadhi). Burn it and give the ash to the rivers that bathed it and nurtured it all these years. There should be no visible trace of Atmananda. I will come back again in another body to fulfill every wish of everyone who connects with me. When I come back, I will come back only for the sake of Dharma and will have no boundaries or barriers. It will have nothing to do with this body that people call Atmananda.” Atmananda made this very clear and started his wandering pattern again. We understood that he wanted to give us an important lesson in life.

M in whiteWe rarely saw any emotion in him. He always existed in his own world. One day, as we were walking past a small-town market, we heard one local leader giving a speech attended by an audience of about a hundred people. Guruji did not wait to hear the speech. He abruptly walked past them without paying any attention. Acharya Shankar, who was with us for a few months, was from that town. When we sat down after a short while, Shankar told Atmananda: “Guruji, the man whom we saw speaking to a crowd is a popular leader of my place. He is doing many things for the poor. But, he is intolerant about saints and always speaks of saints and monks as lazy, useless people. He even tries to prevent temples from giving them food or shelter. On one side, he is serving the poor, while on the other side, he is abusing the harmless monks.” Atmananda abruptly intervened, “He is serving himself and nobody else. All his moves are calculated for his advantage. When he pretends to serve the poor, he is looking for their support for his own popularity. He is keeping them poor that way. Monks have no value for him. He pretends to be secular, but when it comes to the defenseless monks who do not rally for him, they are useless for his personal agenda. Only a subtle heart will see the peace these monks are spreading on earth. By not needing anything, they are leaving a message of contentment in this world of greed and political supremacy.” Atmananda was emphatic and seemed a bit angry about what is happening in the hypocritical world around him.

Various quotes from my master Atmananda:

“Experiences die when the experiencer dissolves”

“I am not here to experience anything. I am here to prove that experience is nothing but a projection of the experiencer, just like the waking state reality is a projection of consciousness which has nothing to do with any of the three states”

“Desires maintain thoughts. Thoughts maintain mind. Liberation is a state of no thoughts and hence no mind, let alone desires”

“My existence is a reminder that you are unbound and hence you are freedom. You are free.”

“Just like fire uses materials to express itself, the Source uses matter (bodies) to express itself”

“As long as thoughts exist, you exist; Only if thoughts exist, you exist”

“Prejudices make the good look bad while love makes the bad look good. Our world is as we are and not what it is.”

Pic 16 - Mohanji and Thea, into the Light

“Acceptance is the first step towards liberation. Seed of liberation starts sprouting only from the nirvitarka samadhi state. Yet,states are not stable unless carefully nurtured”

“You are a complete incarnation like any other. You are not creating or uncreating anybody’s destiny. All are complete incarnations that came here for experiences and expressions. Their only bonding and binding factor would be emotions”

“Life is all flavors. Life must be taken in its totality. Nothing is absolutely right or absolutely wrong. Karma dwells on relative truth, experiences and expressions. Karma carves destiny from nothingness.”

“Understand you are a unique expression of the divine and you need to do nothing about it”

“Events are impermanent, and emotions are experiences for the mind. Consciousness has nothing to do with it”

“If you consider consciousness as spirit, it is beyond mind and emotions. Soul is beyond consciousness too.”

“You as consciousness are not the doer nor the experiencer. Unattached, you are witnessing both. And soul is witnessing the witness.

“What have I got to do with you? And what have you got to do with me? Minds made us. Truth will dissolve us.”

M from the back

“My only experience is that I do not exist”

“My love is absolute because I am love”

“Those who invoke and maintain emotions are enemies of liberation”

“Truth can only be found in silence”

“Connection between minds is the lowest possible connection. Awareness of unity in consciousness is one of the highest possible connections”

“Expectations maintain mind. Expectations distort truth”

“Every rejection, every denial has its positive side – Strength. If you swap your natural despair and dejection from these into your strength, you will become invincible in life”

“Friends who put prejudices into your mind should be considered as your enemies”

“Those who love you unconditionally will not judge you ever”

“Those who stay with you against all odds should never be abandoned”


“Doubts, like gossip, is deadly poison. Even a drop of it can kill faith and push the seeker backwards in evolution of awareness. Doubts reverse spiritual progress.”

“Compassion does not mean you accept negativity, pessimism and prejudices from the world around you. Compassion means their mind becomes free from it all because of their interaction with you”

“Do not be afraid of friends becoming enemies and enemies becoming friends. Both are bound by illusions of mind. Truth is that everyone is oneself.”

“Those who pretend, criticize, judge, scandalize and condemn others are usually hypocrites. They are either afraid to be authentic or are jealous of authentic people. They are even afraid or ignorant about their originality or the law of karma. Deficiency creates anger, jealousy and prejudices. Society is full of such hypocrites. They only see what they are programmed to see. Absolute truth is not accessible to them. They cling on to relative truth and form their opinions. Do not waste your time on them. They keep you prejudiced and bound with their ignorance of reality”

“No karmic being has the right to criticize, judge or condemn another. All are same in the law of karma”

“If you fear criticism, you will be a compromiser. You will not have growth and evolution. If you have no fears, you will have growth in awareness. Those with firm conviction on eternal truth will never consort hypocrisy. They will not fear enemies”

“Greed breeds crime”.

“Every bit of darkness is afraid of brightness. Even a tiny spark of light means death for darkness. Hence, darkness will try its best to avoid all kinds of light. Extreme conviction and focus are required to bring light to life and to keep it alive always.”

“Fire symbolizes heat and light. Fire symbolizes life”

M sun in the hair

I shall conclude this with a few one-word answers of Guruji.

1. What is the reason for poverty? “Inner Poverty”

2. What is the reason for ailments? “Suppression”

3. What hinders liberation? “Ignorance”

4. What causes sorrows? “Inner darkness”

5. What is success? “Contentment”

6. What is the highest human expression? “Compassion”

7. What is the sign of a true seeker? “Patience”

8. What is downfall in spiritual journey? “Desires”

9. What is being absolute? “No Mind”

10. What is the ultimate? “Nir Beeja – No Seed state”

Until some other time –

I bow down to my divine master and re-enter my silence.

M in peace

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​Divine Designs of Life (Story of Atmananda)

“I cannot believe that I am so limited! I cannot feel I have a body. Bhagawan, (Lord) What is this?”, Manu asked Atmananda. Atmananda paid no attention to his words. There are many such exclamations from his followers that he is used to; and he knows the cause of such surprises – Mind. He was never impressed with anything that minds ever produced. Why should he? Mind is all that he saw around him. Walking, talking, sleeping and dreaming minds. Heavy minds laden with concepts, prejudices, fears, memories and desires. Nothing else.

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Manu had experienced a trance state by simply connecting his mind to the heart centre of the ever meditating Atmananda. Manu sat a few feet away and just concentrated on the heart centre of Atmananda. At that moment, a melting, dissolving feeling enveloped his mind as his heart centre merged with that of Atmananda. He has been doing that ever since he started following Atmananda. Finally, on that day, he saw, or rather felt, in his inner eye the fathomless, unlimited vast sky of Atmananda’s heart centre. The whole universe seemed to be resting there. That glimpse pushed him into a blissful trance state and he stayed like that for a few hours.

Atmananda never guided him into this state nor did he pay any attention to it. He knew that one can only feed minds. Consciousness needs no food. His very presence was his highest teaching. To the eligible ones, he delivered the unasked just by his presence. Eligibility was in inner emptiness, unshakeable faith, lack of doubts, surrender and clear purpose of liberation. On the tree of liberation, healthy leaves seeking the ultimate remained on the tree, while the leaves that are dry, confused, prejudiced and decayed with heavy emotions, kept falling off periodically. Every breeze, let alone storm, was a reason enough for those leaves to fall off. Whenever this happened, and someone commented or asked about it, Atmananda would reply calmly, “They are not ready for liberation. It is not their time yet.”

Sun had set. Atmananda stood up and started walking. He moved a few steps towards the path that led to the river bank. Obviously, his intention was to take a dip and meditate at the nearby temple. The local temple priest always gave him and his followers some food whenever this wandering monk came that way, even though they never asked or expected anything from anybody, anytime.

On the way, they met an old woman. She was limping and walking with the help of a stick. She was rheumatic and seemed to have a frozen leg. Atmananda would always ask “Have you eaten?” to every old and sick person he met on his way. He asked the same question to this lady. She said “No. It has been 2 days.” This place was away from the city and sparsely populated. Hence, it was not a favorite place for wandering monks and helpless old people. Atmananda turned to one of his followers called Ramakrishna and said “I gave you three fruits in the afternoon to keep. Do you still have them?” This was given to Atmananda by a fruit vendor as Dakshina. Ramakrishna said “Yes Gurudeva.” Atmananda said “Give it to her.”

Ramakrishna hesitated for a moment because that was the only food that this group had at that time. Atmananda repeated without any emotions, “Give it to her.” Ramakrishna did not think again. By that time, Atmananda had already started walking ahead. Ramakrishna rushed to hand over the fruits to the old woman and then catch pace with the usually fast and agile Atmananda. In fact, all of them were quite hungry and there was no assured food source at hand. Yet, while walking with Atmananda who never ever stayed at one place for more than three days, nothing was assured. This was a test for most disciples. Atmananda never cared who dropped off and who stayed. He continued wandering.

After bathing and performing the “Sandhya Vandan” (prayer/meditation ritual during sunrise and sunset), they walked to the village temple. Lord Krishna was the principle deity there, the sweet scent of basil (Tulsi) garlands that adorned the beautiful idol of Lord Krishna greeted them. The idol shone in the light of the ghee lamps.

Atmananda always had a clear reason for taking his followers to temples – purification. It was never for his sake. Purification has multiple aspects. First the senses, then the mind. Senses have no meaning or existence without the mind. Eyes capture the bright, shining, decorated positive glory of the idol, which is nothing but the representation of an ideal. Every idol in the Sanatana Dharma path is the representation of a particular ideal or dimension of our existence, such as action, will power, abundance, wealth, love, knowledge, peace, etc. Ears are awakened through mantras, bells, drums, conch and other sounds of the temple. Nose is awakened by the fragrance of basil leaves, flowers, incense sticks, camphor, and perfumes used on the idol. Skin is awakened by the application of sacred ash, turmeric paste, sandalwood or vermillion. Tongue is awakened by the sacred water, offered fruits or other offerings. Sound of conch which supposedly is as powerful as a thousand Om, powerful enough to ward off all negative elements and awaken the human nadis. Finally, the mind is awakened through all these senses as well as the vibrations of chants and songs, which detach the mind from the outside world and keep it steady in the present. Thus, the whole body is awakened. This helps inner and outer purification. Apart from that, the offering the devotees give at the temple signifies sacrifice and surrender. Humility is the most important aspect of human existence that brings forth grace in abundance.

M in white giving Shaktipat

Humility has four aspects. The feeling of insignificance in a positive way is one aspect. If one feels lower than the lowest, it’s a clear sign of established humility. This is also why people prostrate with full body at the feet of the idol or spiritual master. Total surrender, making oneself insignificant, so that ego is brought down to the lowest possible level. Man minus ego is equal to God. Second aspect is being tolerant, nurturing high level of acceptance, without judgement of oneself and the world around us. Acceptance of oneself and the world around keeps our mind steady and calm. Resistance, judgement, prejudices, hatred and anger towards everything is the opposite of this. In that case, mind remains turbulent. Third aspect is acceptance and respect of all beings, human and non-human. Respect them as you would like to be respected or more. Fourth is no expectation. Do not expect respect, acknowledgement or anything at all while giving forth our best. This is symbolized by offering variety of stuff to the temple or idol. Idol represents an ideal and each deity is representation of different dimensions of human existence or different ideals. All these put together becomes the experience called Humility. Humility ensures grace in life.

And of course, temples are meeting places for sharing and caring as well as nurturing and expressing our innate goodness and kindness. Rejuvenation, purification and nurturing goodness are the reasons why Atmananda took people to the temples. He never encouraged prayers of requests for material and even spiritual benefits from the deities. He used to say, “Increase your inner space – you will carry more grace.” Whenever people asked Atmananda “What can we do to get the state of God?”, Atmananda always answered “By doing you only get more karma. Only though non-doing or detached existence from actions and the results of action, while in action, you can realize God. You cannot “get” God. God can only be realized. God is always there. Godhood has to be earned through emptiness. In silence, you become aware of it. Actions and expressions often take that opportunity away.

There were hardly any devotees in the temple that day. It was a village temple and away from the city crowd. An old woman and her teenage granddaughter walked around the temple in circumambulation chanting “Aum Namo Bhagawate Vaasudevaaya,” the sacred mantra of Lord Vishnu. When he saw Atmananda and his entourage, the priest had came out of the temple and handed out some flowers, sandal paste and two bananas which were offered to Lord Krishna earlier by some devotee. The priest said “Don’t go. Let me complete the rituals and close the temple. I would like to share some more food with you.” He went into the temple to complete the evening poojas (rituals). Atmananda gave one banana to the old woman with the girl, who came near him to touch his feet. He did not allow her to touch his feet. Instead, he touched the ground near her feet. She howled, “Oh no Swamiji, your touching my feet will bring me a big sin!” Atmananda smiled and said, “If I am the cause of your sin, I shall take it away too. Bless this son, mother. I am touching my mother’s feet.” This episode ended there because Atmananda is a man of few words and almost no emotions. He lived the life of a perfect Avadhoota.

Mohanji blessing, sight

Atmananda and his group of 9 at that time sat outside the temple expecting the priest to close the temple and join them. The priest lived about 100 feet from the temple. He usually carried the rice and fruits that devotees offered to Lord to his house after every daily ritual. With that his family of five people survived. They never complained of poverty nor worried about their sorrows. He came to Atmananda, brought some broad leaves from a tree which served as disposable plates, spread them on a flat stone seat near a banyan tree, and with his hand, started serving rice. He served almost half of what he had got on the leaves. The rest he kept for his family. From a smaller vessel, using a spoon created out of a leaf folded in a particular manner and pinned together with a twig of a plant, he poured some ghee on the rice. Atmananda was sitting quiet watching this. The priest looked at Atmananda apologetically and said, “This is all I have. Please accept my humble offering and bless me.” Atmananda held the hand of the priest in gratitude, which still had remnants of the rice on it, and said “Great embodiment of unconditional love, your generations will not know what is hunger.” The priest’s eyes welled up. Atmananda said, “You have hungry mouths waiting for this food. You gave half of it to us. They may sleep hungry because the food you have is insufficient for five people. I will not allow that.” He took a plantain leaf and covered the vessel that the priest held in his hands, tapped the vessel thrice and told the priest “Do not open this leaf until it is time to serve. There will be sufficient food for all.” By then the priest was already overwhelmed. He tried to prostrate at Atmananda’s feet. He did not permit that. He held him and said, “You are taking good care of the beloved Lord Krishna without any demands and expectations. You are a pure and selfless man. You never care about you and your family while sharing food with any stranger who wanders this way. Your family is also good and pious. Only goodness and blessings will come to you. You may be materially poor. But you have a rich heart. You will never be short of anything from this moment. Your next seven generations will experience the goodness of your actions.” He sent the priest off with tears of gratitude in his eyes.

He closed his eyes, chanted some mantra and touched the food left on the leaf plate by the priest. Nobody knows how that little food became sufficient food. Everybody ate rice with ghee to their hearts full and nobody realized the original quantity was not even sufficient for one person, let alone nine. Same thing happened at the house of the priest. Everybody ate sufficient food and still there was more. {And the vessel that Atmananda touched stayed with that family for five generations. Their house never had any dearth of food.} All assembled were amazed how the most unassuming Atmananda performed an act of miracle. While they witnessed it, they did not think of it as a miracle because of their terrible hunger. Later, it hit them and all of them realized that they really did not know Atmananda, nor how he operates at any time.

They left the temple premises the same evening and settled in a school veranda about an hour away from the temple. Atmananda always walked at least an hour after the evening meal even though there was no dearth of walking ever because they were walking almost the whole day, every single day. Before the break of dawn, Atmananda set out to take bath and do the morning rituals. This school was away from the river bank. So, they took bath by drawing water from the well. Atmananda did his rituals a few yards away from the well, sitting on a stone. When the neighboring village women started to come towards the well to draw water, Atmananda got up and started to walk away. His team of nine followed him.

It was still dark. They walked for an hour in dark. There was a root of a huge tree on the walk way which was not so clearly visible. Atmananda who was walking ahead of everybody, tripped on it, fell and had a bad injury on his right leg. He could not get up or walk. His followers lifted him up and carried him to the clear space, to a flat stone on which various travelers used to rest when they were tired. This stone was near to the village path way. He was bleeding. They did not know what to do. Atmananda asked them to get some leaves of a very common wild plant. They brought the leaves. Atmananda crushed those leaves and fixed the paste thus made on his injury. There was no cloth to tie it. He removed his own towel, which was his only cloth except his loin cloth, and tied it over the crushed leaves.

Because of the excruciating pain Atmananda could not walk. His followers offered to carry him, which he refused. He sat on that stone from morning till evening. Atmananda and his followers had no food. They managed to get some water from a neighboring well. There were no houses in the neighborhood and the path had only a few travelers. If they walk a few miles backwards, they will reach the school and the village where they spent the previous night. Yet, Atmananda was stubborn. He never cared about hunger, but his followers were not so. Some of them expected Atmananda to do some magic and get them some food as he did before. Nothing happened. One by one the followers started protesting among themselves, standing away from Atmananda, started talking into receptive and sympathetic ears. They said “If Gurudev could materialize food for a priest, why can’t he do that again for us?” One of them said “My sight is blurred with hunger. I cannot even see a thing.” Another mused “Is the guru testing us?” The third said “Are you sure he materialized food the other day or did we imagine it?” One remarked “No way. He did. We all ate.” Another said “I am pretty much sure he has no such powers. It is probably the temple, Lord Krishna and the priest that made it possible. If he had such powers, he would not allow us to starve. Why can’t he do that now?” “If he has power to know our minds, he should be knowing that we are hungry. Why is he not doing anything about it?” Another person said “Is he sleeping, pretending sleep to fool us, or actually meditating? One of them said “He never asked us to follow him. He will never ask us to leave also. It is entirely up to us to stay or to leave.” Another one replied “What is his plan? Is he going to sit on this rock until he is healed which may take weeks?”  That was a scary thought for everyone.

It was almost midnight. None of them had eaten anything. There was a village if they travel backwards. There was no clue about what lied in the way ahead. Some decided to go back towards the school. They took a few steps but the forest pathway was dark and scary. They feared snakes and nocturnal animals. They stopped and returned. Atmananda seemed to be sleeping unaware of all this. Manu and Ramakrishna sat on both sides of him focusing on their Guru seated in their heart center and they did not feel any hunger. The other seven people were in total confusion. Some of them tried to lie down and sleep, but the bizarre sounds of the jungle, piercing hunger and the fear of prowling animals were seriously affecting their sleep. Finally, it was a few hours to sunrise. Atmananda woke up. He asked Manu for two sticks. He used them as crutches and walked forward. His hungry, confused, sleep-deprived followers reluctantly followed him. Atmananda was not wearing anything except a loin cloth because his towel became his bandage, covering his newly acquired wound.

Luckily, after they walked forward about an hour, they found a water well, made by the king for the comfort of the travelers. They drew water, washed themselves, drank from it, some washed their clothes while taking bath, while Atmananda cleared his wound, applied more leaves and tied them with the same cloth again. There was no food in the neighborhood. It was a long starvation. After doing his morning rituals, Atmananda started walking. As always, he never told anyone where he was going and how long he will walk. He just started walking. Seven of his followers had only one thought in their minds – FOOD. Sunrise brought out colorful birds from their nests, flowers bloomed, and the forest pathway looked pretty and heavenly with various flowers and dew drops decorating them with sun rays. Only Manu and Ramakrishna could enjoy this. The others were looking for fruits, leaves, roots or even seeds that they could eat and quell their hunger. Atmananda walked on with his crutches. He never asked or cared how his followers felt. He never asked anyone to follow him in the first place. And he was an Avadhoota, very introverted and a perfect loner too.

Finally, it was noon time. All the seven people were tired. By that time, they reached a stream coming down through the forest and flowing towards the river. They washed their tired feet and faces and drank a lot of water. Atmananda sat under a tree and closed his eyes. Manu and Ramakrishna sat next to him and connected to his heart centre and dissolved themselves into it. The seven confused followers moved away from them and started taking decisions. The leader of the group and perhaps the hungriest of them all named Amara said “I am leaving. I cannot see any end to this journey. I cannot sit like Manu with empty stomach. And I am convinced that Atmananda has no divine powers. He is an ordinary wandering monk.” Another one said “I agree. He has no spiritual powers. At the temple, I am sure, it was Lord Krishna who performed that seeming miracle.” Third one said “I too cannot exist this way. He is not concerned about us. He is too much into himself. And, after all, what exactly did we learn from him so far?” Fourth said “This is true. Why are we walking with him? It is always uncertainty and no training. He is teaching nothing. And he is confusing me to the level of frustration of all kinds. I am leaving.” Another one said “I am leaving too. This uncertainty is not worth it.” Amara said “Friends, he is an ordinary man. He fell and got himself injured. He cannot heal himself. He cannot feed himself or others. He is so helpless. Can’t you see? He is an ordinary man. We are deluded.”

 

 

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Finally, they all agreed that Atmananda is just an ordinary wandering monk with no extraordinary powers or knowledge and prepared themselves to leave him. They decided to go to him and bid good bye. When they approached him, they saw the three of them sitting with their eyes closed in meditation. They did not have the patience to wait until they opened their eyes. They just walked away. About half an hour after they left Atmananda, they saw a tree with some delicious fruits. They ate as much as they could and packed a few for the rest of their journey. After eating and resting for a while, Amara said “See, Atmananda does not even have luck on his side. Only after we left him, we found food. We starved the whole day and even night, looking at him and hoping that he will move. We made the right decision. We are free now and luck has favored us in the form of food.” Everyone agreed. Atmananda, Manu and Ramakrishna came back to terrestrial reality soon after the group left them. Atmananda tried to get up. Manu held his hand and helped him. Atmananda got his sticks and started walking. Ramakrishna said “Gurudeva, I shall fetch the others. They might be sleeping somewhere around. Please kindly wait for a while.” Without looking, Atmananda said without any emotion or concern, “They have left us. Let us move on.”

After walking for hardly 10 minutes, they found a small farmer residence. When they came close to it, the farmer’s wife, a young lady, came out of the house, invited them and asked them to be seated. She offered them water and freshly cooked food. They all ate well. Atmananda blessed her “Anna daata Sukhi Bhava” (May the one who served food always be happy and be in abundance). She became happy. She told Atmananda that she is pregnant and sought his blessings for a good and healthy child who will make their lineage proud. Atmananda blessed her “Tathasthu” (So be it). Even though she requested them to stay back and have the evening meal and stay the night over accepting their limited facilities, Atmananda politely refused that offer and decided to walk on. The farmer’s wife also offered some plant medicine for his wound. He politely refused that also. They started walking. The lady was at the gate with hands in position of deep reverence for Atmananda.

Before the road turned, Manu looked back to say a final goodbye to the woman. When he looked back to see if the lady was still there, he did not see the lady, the house or cattle. There was no trace of any habitats. It was only thick forest which blocked even the rays of sun. He could only see the village path behind him, as far as his eyes could go. As usual, Atmananda never looked back. He kept walking. And both Ramakrishna and Manu noticed that Atmananda was walking without sticks and there was no trace of an injury on his leg! They wondered the reason for this divine drama and concluded that it was to shake the tree and shed the dry leaves, dry of spiritual conviction. Atmananda always said “Conviction is essential when one chooses to walk the path of liberation. Perhaps conviction is more essential than faith. Passion and fearlessness are just by-products of it.

One leaf from the life of Atmananda ends… here.

The Sun and the Man

Watch the routine of The Sun and you will understand what is ‘Dharma’

The Sun does Supreme Service. Sun nourishes the entire solar system, aids life, sustains life, recycles life and also reproduces life. The Sun does all of this very objectively; purely on dharmic basis without any attachments, expectations or claims.

Sun’s main aspect is heat. Heat creates, sustains and dissolves. Amongst all elements, fire swallows everything. It digests and delivers ash which does not retain any visible characteristic of any material that it swallowed. The same fire cooks our food and digests the food in our stomach. It is the same heat which gives energy to move and carry out functions, be it plants, animals or humans. Heat aids every transformation, every change in every plane.

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The Sun is an epitome of lack of tamas (inertia). Sun never takes a holiday and does its duty perfectly well. It is self-inspired and never deviates from its path or duty, even if lowly clouds block its purpose at times. Earth also never takes leave! She receives the sun’s energy gracefully. There is no procrastination. In spiritual path, the biggest road block is tamas.

Sun is the same even if it is obscured by clouds which are of lower stature. Sun is never affected by clouds. It stays as it is. Clouds come and go. Clouds change their form and intensity. But, clouds cannot stay for long, just like our emotions. When the clouds depart, the Sun is always in the background unchanged! Our soul also should not get disturbed by emotions like the Sun does not get affected by clouds. Sun witnesses clouds. When clouds depart, we see the bright Sun again. Beyond the clouds, there is sunshine. Beyond the emotions, there is the truth of existence. Sun’s brightness can never be diminished by clouds. Why do we think that the brightness of our soul will be faded by our fleeting emotions? When all emotions depart, only love remains, which is our basic nature. Sun is an embodiment of pure dharmic love.

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Sun represents the Sanatana Dharma (the eternal ground rules of existence). The sun exhibits perfect witness-hood. It is The Supreme Knowledge. Brightness, Light, Fire, Heat, Seasons, Movement, LIFE; Sun signifies everything that life consists of. Sun does not ask for identity. Sun does not want recognition. Sun also does not wait for your thanks! Sun exhibits its dharma. It shines irrespective of anything. how we perceive that shine depends on us!

Sun represents the cycle of existence. Sun creates, nourishes, sustains, dissolves or recycles – even water, which can stop fire, is recycled into vapor, rain and then back to rivers by the Sun. It creates change in seasons cyclically. It moves the world and the lives on the world.

Sun is the abode of many beings. These beings are made of the same material of our soul, which cannot be drenched, or burnt by any element including fire. Their body itself is fire; or, fire transcends through them, or, they transcend through fire. No fire can harm them. They aid wisdom, not only to mankind, but to other beings in other planes too.

These are just a few aspects of the SUN. So, follow the Sun and you will know Dharma in its completeness. Meditate on the SUN. Chant Aditya Hridayam. It will eradicate Tamas and make you shine forth. Rise and Shine!

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Human beings are inseparably connected to the Sun. In fact, almost all the species (animals, birds, plants, etc) are. Our systems wake up at sunrise and slow down to a minimal level at sunset. Body processes everything quicker and more efficiently between sunrise and sunset. After sunset, because the shutters are down, whatever we consume goes to the storage boxes. It can be properly processed only when the sun rises the next day. Our ancestors used to wake up in the morning before sunrise, purify themselves through ablutions, cleansing processes and chanting and used to be prepared to attain optimal efficiency during the day during sunrise and sunset.

They never used to eat anything after sunset They never used to eat anything before sunrise. This used to save them from various disorders including indigestion to obesity. Today, we have nocturnal beings. We not only consume junk food but also we consume them at the wrong times. This is totally against our system. Those who used to wake up early used to sleep early too. Thus, they followed the sun. Those who follow the sun can never be ill. They will have no dementia or problems related to the mind also. Connecting to Sun keeps us refreshed and healthy. If you look at all the beings of other species, either they slow down, rest or get back to their nests at sunset and they sleep the whole night over. Before sunrise, they are awake and are efficiently at work through the day. None of the beings in nature have fatigue of any kind because they follow the sun. Sleeping late and waking up late is totally against our system.

Follow the Sun. It ensures a good life.

 

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A Humble New Year Message for 2017

My beloved embodiments of pure love

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         We talk again after a full year. A year of happiness and sorrows as usual! As someone told me, “The year was nothing special”. Well, making every moment special and worthwhile is within us. It is the way we are that makes our life special or ordinary. We often keep too many expectations on ourselves and from life. We weigh ourselves down. We punish ourselves. And when finally health gives way, we lament at our losses. A balanced life needs discipline. A satisfied life needs balance of mind. A complete life needs selflessness as the basic operating platform. This is within us.

Do not live this life as a favour to anybody. You are doing nothing else on earth except experiencing something. It could be good or bad. It could be expected or unexpected. But, all beings on earth are just experiencing and, in a way, expressing oneself so that it flavours one’s own experience. Our expressions add flavours to the life around us. We are doing nothing to anybody anyway. There is nobody apart from us. All are our own expressions. All situations are our own creations. Sit down at a quiet place. Silence your mind by concentrating on your inhalation and exhalation. When mind is thus silenced, ask yourself what you are and what you think you are. As yourself what you are up to and how much control over life you have. Spend some time with yourself like this every day. Measure your understanding with your own inner silence. Start accepting yourselves with all your weaknesses and strengths. There is not one person in this world that does not have any weaknesses. Accept them. Accept your weaknesses more than your strengths. When you finally accept your weaknesses, they will start becoming weaker and you will start becoming stronger. When you suppress them, liked caged tigers, they will wait to be unleashed to pounce on its prey which is you. Who are you, what are you, why are you – are the most relevant questions that can lead you to liberation. Be liberated from your own mind through constant awareness and contemplation.

Ask yourself why you need a guru. What do you lack? Ask yourself why you are listening or following Mohanji? Mohanji is an ordinary man just like you. What is so special in him? Remove all your superimpositions on this man called Mohanji and decide if you should be with Mohanji. Do not be with any Guru because of infatuation, fear of any kind, illusions, thinking that they are someone else from the past or something else, enlightened, better than yourself, filled with powers and strength and without weaknesses, miracles or misconceptions, expectations, karmic conquests or clearance, or even a shoulder to cry on. If you look at a Guru as anything else apart from a reflection of yourself or as a mirror in which you can see your own reflection, I am afraid you are in the wrong track. Remove yourself from all such bindings. Be free from within. I would not want anyone to follow me out of fear, compulsion, herd instinct, illusion, misconception, or thinking I am someone else’s incarnation. Take your time. Think well. Should you be with Mohanji from 2017 onward or not? Take firm decision. If you can accept me with all my imperfections, just like I have accepted you with all your imperfections, we can travel this life together. If not, we can part with love in our hearts for each other. Do not be afraid to leave Mohanji and be free, if you feel any binding here. Your freedom is most important as is your free will. Nobody can live peacefully together if their imperfections are also accepted along with their perfections. Every person who ever walked on earth had been imperfect in the eyes of the society, one way or the other; especially if he has made a name for himself. Society likes to highlight imperfections of people and discard their goodness. “The good that men does are often interred with their bones. The bad survives them” – Shakespeare. So, be brave to leave if you do not like than suffer a forced companionship. Again, also look within what makes you bitter. All things outside are only triggers for what is already within. Be Aware.

I would like to use this space to make myself very clear. I cannot promise you a bed of roses. I cannot promise any comfort zones. I cannot promise you healing or cures. I cannot predict your future or for that matter mine. Do not think that I have supernatural powers or direct access to God Almighty better than you. I am just as you are. Nothing special. If you love me without expectations, you are welcome to be with me. If you are here to test or taste, or here with bundles of expectations, I am afraid you will be disappointed very soon. Do not blame me then. I have warned you. I have all the strengths, weaknesses that you have. I am more ordinary than the ordinary.

This is a fresh year. A good time to start anything fresh and new! So, if you would like to leave me, leave me now. If you decide to stay after taking time and thinking well, take one resolution; stay with me till the end of life. Otherwise, I may not be able to give you whatever I have and you will be disappointed because of the same. Do not change your mind too often. Change it now for good, if you have to, so that it does not inconvenience anybody.

Just like you incarnated on earth for a set of experiences, I have done the same. What I am today is part of that plan. I can never say that I consciously chose this way of life or even this name or costume. If some people like my expressions, it is because my expressions suit their agenda on earth. In that context, I have no feeling, let alone bad feeling towards those who have chosen to leave me. When they were with me, they shared me, my time and whatever I am and I shared their space, time and whatever they have been. Only gratitude wells in my heart for all the experiences time has given me through various situations and people.

I use this space and your attention to thank you for every experience, company and comfort that you have provided me in the years past. I am grateful. Truly Grateful. If you will continue to be with me, I shall remain grateful. That is all I can say. I cannot promise you anything else apart from my love from the bottom of my heart. How you receive it is up to you and I presume would be as per your capacity.

2016 was a turbulent year for me. Some people, whom I loved deeply, parted from me. I understand and respect their reasons and choices. As a human being, it does hurt when those who you love leave you. Then again, life is all about meetings and partings. So, we wish them well and move on with our life. Some people who were close to my heart left the world as well. Baba Ganeshananda Giri and Vasudevan Swami have been my pillars and support. I cannot even begin to fathom how much value and power they added to my existence.

Avadhoota Nadananda, a powerhouse, pillar of strength, a father, mother, friend, brother, Guru, God and everything else, gracefully received me under his umbrella, protected me from the storms of life, gave me all he has in terms of his spiritual bank balance and allowed me to walk free. There are no words to express my feelings for him. A true master, as innocent as a small child, a spiritual titan, a remarkable guru and a humble human, he has touched hundreds of lives. He connected me with the Guru Mandala when he made me to offer a dakshina to the great master from Guru Mandala, opposite the Shiva temple at Shirdi in June 2016. Guru Mandala officially adopted me in 2016. Guru Mandala also conferred the title of Brahmarishi on me, through Avadhoota Nadananda. 2016 was an overwhelming year for me. I am truly grateful. Once again, I can only prostrate at the feet of the great masters of Guru Mandala `who adopted me, an ordinary man, despite all my flaws and weaknesses. I can only be grateful to the supreme Mahatapa Babaji who Himself asked Avadhoota Nandananda to look after me. Gratefulness moves my heart.

Once again, thanks to each and every one of you who walked with me through time, without expectations and conditions. Thank you for your love and care. Thank you for your companionship. Thank you for your company during our pilgrimages. We are again going to Kailash in 2017 July and Macchu Pichu in October. We shall meet in Croatia, Serbia or London for our retreats. We shall meet at Sedona Yoga Festival, USA in March. We shall meet somewhere. We shall definitely stay in touch. To those who are disappointed at my not answering via Facebook, let me confirm to you, I have listened to your heart always. If you really want to reach me, come via info@mohanji.org and I shall revert back.

I would like to thank the teams of Gurulight, Speaking Tree, Awakening Times and various news papers and media that covered our programs at various locations. Speaking Tree’s guest editorial was a great honour and I appreciate the love and respect showered on me by the Times of India team. Thanks to Ahimsa Vegan and Madhuban restaurants for supporting our programs with good food.

I would also like to thank the trustees and teams of Sreepaada Sree Vallabha Sansthan, Baba Ganeshananda Giri’s Dattatreya Shiva Sai Trust, Ashraya trust Kurnool, Manav Seva Samithi and other groups and trusts who honoured us, respected us and associated with us in the years past. Sincere thanks to Skanda Vale and Yoga Ville team for their true love and companionship. Special thanks to Himalayan School team, Mohanji Youth Club team, Mai-Tri Healing team, Consciousness Kriya team, Conscious Walking team, Kailas team, Retreat team, so on and so forth. Heartfelt thanks to Mohanji Foundation India, USA, South Africa, Macedonia, Serbia, ACT Foundations, Ammucare, as well as ambassadors, activities or centres in USA, Canada, UK, Serbia, Macedonia, Bosnia, Croatia, Romania, Russia, Germany, South Africa, Mauritius, India, Singapore, Malaysia, Australia, New Zealand, and all their team members. All of you have really helped our mission to gain a good momentum despite all odds. Thank You.

My sincere thanks to the M management team who made the processes and made me more available in the world. Thank you for envisaging, orchestrating, streamlining and optimising my time and availability to the world. Thanks to all the volunteers who supported and helped to reach my expressions far and wide into the deep corners of this world. Your presence and support really made my life easier. Thanks to Mamu for efficiently managing my office and optimising it efficiently.

Special thanks to Amma for the translation of Power of Purity into Telugu, Dr. P. K. Namboothiri for Malayalam translation. Thanks to Sunil, Sujatha, Sunitha and Shirdi Sai temple Palakkad for the book Sai Mahima, translation of my writings on Sai Baba into Malayalam translated by Dr.P.K.Namboothiri. Thanks to Taiji for Sahasranaama and Ashtothari. Thanks to Jyothi Bahl for the rendition.

I wish you a great and fulfilling year. May happiness fill you at every moment and may your life be simple and purposeful.

In Gratitude

Yours

Mohanji

Ingratitude, Thy Name is Human

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Sitting with Avadhoota Nadananda alone in the early hours of morning, we were talking and I noticed tears in his eyes. He was probably feeling something deep inside him. It was difficult to understand from which part of the world he acquired the sorrow that provoked those tears. When a man becomes the universe, his expressions are not bound to the emotions of immediate surroundings. I did not ask him the cause of his sorrows because it is irrelevant. The master is feeling and that is all. Guruji looked into my eyes, held my hand tightly and said “Maa Tara Mayee used to say, until and unless the man experiences the feelings of each atom of this universe, he has not achieved completeness. We should feel within us the fall of an ant as well as an overwhelming tsunami with equal intensity. We should be able to feel the pain of a falling leaf and the wail of a mother who lost her son in the war thousands of miles away. We should be able to share the experience of every being in every corner of the world. We should be in that kind of expansion and perfect inner silence so that we miss nothing while we ourselves experience being the universe.”

Unless we become every atom of the world, unless we dissolve this given personality that holds our existence together, we do not become truly complete. Our relevance on earth is our constitution. We are born to display it. Each and every creation is unique and relevant. Each one has significance. Every atom is complementary as well as individually complete by itself. But, perfection happens when there is no one versus the other. There is no one another. One is indeed another and another does not exist apart from the significance which is true reflection of the other – in other words, as a mirror image. Mirror never mirrors what is not. It faithfully portrays what is brought in front.

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A thought wandered in my mind towards the binding factors of the modern man which accents his ignorance; especially the colonial hangover and the associated socio-moral baggage that the society puts on every citizen. The guilt built around our lives and the systems that govern our lives are part of the colonial hangover. Our life, lifestyle, behaviour patterns, thought process, concepts including our sexuality and its sundry expressions wear thick garbs of the acquired western garbage. A true saint never wears this garb. He is free from inside. His thought process is liberated. He is free. The society may never understand a true saint.

What Guruji implied went deep into me. The truth that was awaiting the golden ray to experience itself blossomed inside. A teardrop welled in my eyes. Perhaps I shared Guruji’s stillness of being the mirror at that moment. At that moment, while in the perfection of being totally a witness, the tear that reflected in the canvas was the tear drop of the world. It had nothing to do with my inside or the inside of Guruji. Guruji said, “Mohanji, the world may not understand a saint who exists to wipe the tears of the world despite his own pain. Only when one is capable of doing that, he becomes complete. One need not become a renunciate to attain that. Anybody can do that. Mine and “our’s” should become the last in the line of priority. One should not have any expectations or ego barriers. One should be free from inside and see the world as one’s own reflection”. I said “Guruji, this is what I am trying to tell the world since years and trying to lead by example”. Guruji said “Nothing to worry. Your work will be well supported by the Guru Mandala.” Suddenly I realised the relevance of this conversation. Guruji, representing the guru Mandala is approving my activities or asking me to keep walking and not be perturbed by the people and situations that sometimes slows us down unceremoniously. I thanked the Guru Mandala for guiding without me actually posing a question.

Guruji told me, “Mohanji, you are physically tired. Why don’t you take some rest?” I realised that my trip to London and the hectic activities in Chennai, the travel to Bangalore and later to Kurnool, there was no time to take any rest. Later on, I lay on the bed in the room. Suddenly, I started feeling pain of separation or betrayal as if Guruji is allowing me to experience what was going on in his canvas that very morning. Figures, images, people I do not know, appeared as slaves of emotions, anger, hatred and prejudices and were throwing stones at Guruji who was standing in a place that resembled a crater. All these people stood around the crater. No stones hit Guruji as he was transparent and the stones passed through him and most of the stones hit each other. Suddenly I realized I am there too. I realised that I am not afraid of the stones or the situation. At that point in time, I was only concerned about Guruji. I was desperately trying to guard him, protect him. The unfamiliar faces had no mercy. They were continuously throwing stones. Guruji looked at me and smiled. Winked his eyes which told me “Nothing to worry”. Then he whispered “Let us experience this game of ingratitude together. It has nothing to do with you or me. It has to do with the experience that they chose, by betraying our presence, trust and love for them. Our world has only unconditional affection and compassion to offer. They envy our world. They are trying to trade their hatred towards themselves for a piece of what we have with us. We give what we have without accepting their trade offer. We have always given them free. Our tradition has given it to them along with the oxygen and sunlight that the God Almighty supplied without boundaries and remunerations. Be thankfulness in this thankless world. Be gratefulness amongst ingratitude. Reflect them their true image while remaining your true image without distortions. None of the stones can hit us. You see, we do not exist. They do not know that we do not exist.” He laughed. “The other name for human race is INGRATITUDE.” He laughed. I suddenly caught the thread of his laughter and laughed with him.

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The faceless people around us were becoming tired. The men, women and children were sweating and bleeding. Nothing was happening to Guruji or me. At that moment, a thought welled in my mind “What if I do not understand you Guruji?”. He laughed again. I observed him. He looked into my eyes, “It shall NEVER happen, (He emphasised on the word NEVER) because there is no YOU separate from I. You and I are one and we know it. You can call it oneness or duality inside the oneness. We may look and seem separate. But, essentially, we have no separation. Neither am I separate from my mother/Guru Tara Mayee. Neither is she separate from her Guru Nithyananda. We all are one. My love for you is my love for myself and my Guru and our guru parampara. We are united by them or even we are created by them. If you digest this information clearly, there will be no duality in your mind and you will know NO separation from me. You should not worry if there is a chance you will stray from the path. That is impossible because you are us, you are the tradition and there is NO YOU apart from the tradition. If you stray, the whole tradition strays and that is impossible. Tradition is older than any of its projections and incarnations.”

As if he picked up my thoughts he said “Mohan, (usually Guruji calls me Mohanji. This time he addressed me as Mohan which I felt as if a father is calling his son, a more intimate and inseparable connection”) do not fear contamination of any kind. We are guarding you. Your job is to be in the world of various frequencies. You belong to the world. You are sent by us to deliver our principles and teachings to the world. You are already doing that and you will do that as long as it takes. Please be prepared to stay a little while longer in your body than we had originally planned as I myself have done. No task will weigh you down as we will carry your weight. We shall walk for you. We shall talk for you. We are you – remember that always. You are providing a different flavour into this world from what we have provided. You will be remembered to be an exponent of this particular flavour. The flavour called Mohanji will remain unique in the world through generations. You will remain unique and you should. Do not imitate. Be fiercely independent.” Then I observed that the all the faceless people who were throwing stones have left. All that remained were a hill of stones and on that hill we were sitting.

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Then I realised that almost all the masters of the Mandala were there. I was filled with awe and wonder. A sudden thought happened. “We are sitting on the stone hill of ingratitude. Is the tradition built on stones of ungratefulness?” One of the masters smiled and replied “This hill represents the society that all of us have handled when we walked this earth. They are not the issue. The issue is our stability and adherence to the tradition. We must face the storm of fire and yet deliver our truth against all odds so that it can penetrate the deepest layers of resistance that ignorance creates in people”. Another master said “Remember, we are sitting ON those stones of ingratitude, we are above them.” One other master said “Nobody, no true master was ever spared by the generations that they belonged to. But, we are above generations. We belong to nobody, nothing, not even time”.

A lady, strikingly beautiful and radiant, obviously a great master or Goddess herself said “Truth is our unity. You will not be affected. We shall take care of you”. I thought “those who threw stones at Guruji and me were faceless. They represent the ignorance and ego that possess the minds of generations. The very purpose of our incarnations could be to allow them to exhaust their stones that they can empty themselves and attain our level of awareness. Only after a storm can we truly experience the calm. A different understanding! A different awareness! Suddenly, I felt overwhelming love towards all those who hurt me in life through their thoughts, words, actions or just passivity while I was being subjected to those stones. I began to realise that they were also the reason for this incarnation of mine.

They were manifestations of duality that I must face on earth. This is the same as night and day. This is the same as heat and cold, happiness and sorrows, salt and sugar, summer and winter, so on and so forth. Nothing in life has absolute value apart from the associated experience. This is the world of relative experiences. Emotions, actions and thoughts are all temporary. They all have their life and death, including human relationships. Then why CRY? A master said “While in a human body, be human. Then grow beyond it and be a saint. Then grow beyond it and become God”. Oh. Okay. So, we must feel. We must have emotions and expectations, but in moderation. But, we must always nurture the eternal dhuni (fire) of awareness so that we remain in the remembrance of our true nature.

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Guruji looked at me and smiled. I remembered what he told me some time ago “Mohanji, remember you are a human being at least at times.” Well, when we feel the body, we are the human dimension. When we do not, we look at our human dimension and remember the human dimension as well that we nurture simultaneously with every other dimensions which keeps us limitless. In other words, the pains make us feel the human dimension more than happiness because pains have its root in ignorance while happiness has its root in awareness. Perpetual awareness is what we are and it is an experience. We constantly experience that we are each atom that maintains the universe, at the same time; we are beyond the atoms and boundaries as well. So, why do we fear ant bites? It hurts for some time and then heals by itself.

A master looked at me and said “You have everything you need. All powers, awareness and the substratum to express it. Remember what he said (pointing at Guruji), you are never separate from us. You need not worry and NO FEAR. You do not have to be the greatest; but you are the latest in the eternal stream of tradition. So, you and us are one. Greatness happens when there is selflessness. It is happening. It will happen. Greatness belongs to the tradition. Tradition projects greatness on its projections. All the masters of our tradition are great. We wanted nothing from the world, but we gave all we could to the world purely as a medium without attachments.” A thought came in mind “What about my global family? All those who love me so sincerely? Are they not my responsibility?” The beautiful lady spoke “They are our responsibility. You are them for us and they are you for us, and we all are one. We have no separation.” She stopped for a few seconds. SILENCE… But that silence was filled with togetherness and deepest affection. UNCONDITIONAL LOVE filled the space. I could see many more faces sitting in the hill of stones. Vittal Babaji, Baba Ganeshananda, Sai Baba and all the other masters who I have met in this life. I felt the unity and onessness between all of them..

The lady spoke again “It is with full awareness that we created you. We are aware of the problems that you encounter as you spread our love in the world. Do not be afraid. As long as you have no doership, as long as you represent us, you are as transparent as you experienced a short while ago. All the stones and troubles will pass through you and will not affect you. This is your last incarnation. You will experience all flavours of life, the good and the bad of it in this incarnation, then you will become one of us and will continue to guide without a form, based on the form of this incarnation. The current form is emphasised by us to facilitate your future work over a thousand years in subtle form. Do not worry about the ups and downs. Do not worry about the understanding and misunderstanding. Just have no doership. Everything else will be fine. If you identify yourself with this incarnation, even we will not be able to help. So, just be. Just be one with us, by shedding doership at all times and surrendering the good and bad to us. Be natural. There are no do’s and don’ts apart from ownership, expectations, selfishness and violence. Experience life and liberate those experiences.” This was mother the goddess.
Specific instruction! And when I looked at Guruji, I was only seeing myself. All around was myself, nobody else. Every master resembled me, except the beautiful lady. She looked at me with lots of motherly affection and compassion. I closed my eyes to establish that glance and that feeling deep into the cells of my existence. Someone spoke while I was deep inside me, the womb of my own existence. “Your past has no value. Remember your rebirth every moment. Discard the pains as they are residue of your expectations associated with your love for the beings of the world. Love thy enemies. Enemies without enmity are you. So, love thy enemies as thyself. Let them play their role of hating you. Let others play the role of loving you. Both cannot be considered as permanent. We are the only permanence and the only truth is that we are one. Remember this always.

Our dear child Avadhoota Nadananda, who we are proud of, has done his part. He connected you with us in every realm. Now, there is no separation. Just live life as it happens. Even if others hurt you, you should only give affection. Share yourself with the world as you are sharing us with the world. There are no YOU.” I remembered what Guruji told me a few months ago “Mohanji, do not make the mistake that I made in this life out of sheer compassion. Do not take on other people’s diseases and baggage on yourself. You have to cater to a wide world. Remain neutral with karmic beings, remain pure. I shall make sure that nothing will affect you.” Another voice started when the other voice stopped. I realised that I was not hearing with my ears, rather hearing through my inner ears, within. “Being a total Sanyasi is easier to handle the tasks entrusted upon you. We know that. We know your difficulties. But, understand that this style and flavour that you are giving to the world has a purpose and that is what we created. The key purpose is identification. The world has to identify with you to get your message which is our message. Being a householder, you are more approachable as well as you have more difficulties in drawing the line than a total renunciate. All sorts of people will come to you, and people will come with different agenda. You cannot hide from or choose any. You have to accept everything that comes your way, give them what they need and stay a renunciate inside at all odds. Remember the story of Sage Vyasa when after eating a stomach full, when he told River Yamuna “If I have not eaten anything, let the river part” and it did, while Lord Krishna at another location said his belly is full, without visibly eating anything. Many may not understand you. Many may misrepresent and misunderstand you. But, do not worry, in the end, your glory will also be reciprocal to your dilemmas. We shall constantly be with you, guarding you. You are one of us.”

The beautiful lady said as a reassurance to my reluctant mind and native introversion “Remember my son, you are our child. You are born to keep the flame of dharma burning.”

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A master said “Like the gunas that govern flavours in incarnations, you will see difference in avadhootas too. Do not be stuck with concepts about how an avadhoota should be. Do not be deluded by their appearance. Some of them would be completely occupied in the supreme and will be totally inside. Every cell will be filled with pure energy without a speck of karmic residues. They will have nothing to do with earth even though they exist on earth. They may not take bath, wear clothes or even eat anything. They may look like mad men in abandon. They live as living examples of the ultimate truth in human body. Even Gods come to worship them. Then, there are some from us, who would eat, drink, smoke, drink and sleep like ordinary people while doing extra ordinary things. Our job is to preserve Dharma through service. We pave the path towards salvation through service. We may eat anything and sleep anywhere. None should imitate us, because this is the expression of our stature, and not choice. We digest everything because of our stature. This should be clearly told to people. Then there is a third type, who would live in relative luxury, enjoy the so called finer things of life or worldly fruits and even be part of the social structure such as marriage and children, but, will be one of us. They are difficult to understand and even emulate. Their teachings should be followed. They wear this garb to connect to some strata of society which understand this language. Thus, time and again, our tradition provides elevated masters to rescue the beings reeling in darkness of ignorance to light. No guru is an alternative to another. Every guru of our tradition is absolute in their own right. Their rules are set by us. They follow the rules of guru Mandala which are rules based on sanatana dharma. They are not bound by your set of man-made rules even though they never break any social laws by default. But, do understand that they are free from all things that you consider as important for existence. Explain this to your people so that they may understand and learn to appreciate.”

One question lingered in my mind “Who is the right follower or disciple? Who can receive the ultimate possible from me?” The answer came instantly from an unknown mouth, “The one who is eligible. The one who needs nothing from anyone is closer to your stature. He will find you or you will find him and you both will remain together till eternity. The one who needs a lot from you is just an ordinary terrestrial mind-oriented being. It is simple. Those who are ready for you will be able to see you, recognise you and will be with you forever. The rest will only see the external and will leave you. So, you need not worry about this matter, we shall take care of it. A true master will look like an ordinary man through the eyes of the ordinary people. Those who are high in frequency will automatically recognise you. You have various proofs for that, the masters who are sitting around here have all recognised you, accepted you and respected you. Some could not. They are not here with you. So, this is how life ahead will happen for you.” I could feel the overflowing unconditional love of Vittal Babaji, Baba Ganeshananda, Vasudevan Swami, Avadhoota Nadananda, Devi Amma, Vanamali Amma, Chaitanyananda and many others. Their eyes of protection and power. It was overwhelming.

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The words that the unknown masters spoke merged with my inherent vibrations and I sank in deep silence where everything disappeared.

The experience was ending; I was beginning to feel my body. The voice kept ringing in my mind “We are one. Do not worry. We will NEVER abandon you.”

A knock at the door. Kamath. “Would you like to have a coffee?” I came back to the world of my body.

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Endless Love

Mohanji

Mohanji’s message for ACT Day

My beloved colleagues and companions in service,

Ammucare and ACT day (November 9th 2016) 

The ACT Day. At least one positive ACT every day. This is what we believed in and what we will believe in forever. Our life depends on our disposition. A consistent positive disposition ensures a life of courage and confidence while the predominance of negative disposition will ensure tragedies. Our thought quotient or pattern of thinking has great value in our existence. Constant negative thoughts carry patterns suitable for psychosomatic ailments. Ability to swap negative thoughts with positive thoughts will help create a fulfilling, balanced existence. Thinking positive is very important. Keeping away from negative thoughts is equally important.

Love is our most powerful God-given strength. Love is light. Lightness ensures elevation. When we constantly express love, we become rich inside. Inner richness is the only richness that travels with us while living and while leaving.

EMPOWERMENT. LOVE. NON-VIOLENCE. They are the key pillars of ACT.

COMPASSION is our strength. INTEGRITY is the oxygen of ACT. ETHICAL LIFESTYLE is our way of life. We do what we say. We say what we do. We believe in living LOVE beyond any man-made boundaries. It is selfishness that creates walls. Selflessness needs no walls. We are here to help and heal the world. This is the purpose of our life.

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A life well lived means a life lived for the helpless of the world. What can we gain from earth permanently, except the good vibrations from those to who we mean something good? Their blessings are our only permanent earnings as well as savings. We cannot lose these savings unless we indulge in acts of abusing, torturing, killing or harming the beings of earth through thoughts, words and actions. If we lead a life of kindness, the whole universe will work with us, empower us and protect us. ACT is a living proof of this point.

ACT took birth in 2003, on the day of the festival of lights in India. Dr. Namboothiri, P.P. Namboothiri, Pratapan, V.P.Nair and others came together and launched Ammucare in India. The same year Sankarji, Anand Nair, Ramdas and others joined hands to form ACT in Dubai. We express our sincere and deepest gratitude to these founding fathers of ACT. ACT grew and stabilised itself in many countries while Ammucare expanded itself in activities as well as locations within India. Young at heart, energetic people are leading ACT to greater heights and diversification each year.

When ACT was born in 2003, we had declared that ACT has no compulsory payments of any kind and will be 100% voluntary charity organisation beyond caste, creed, country, culture, colour, community and religious barriers. We care for mother earth and all our acts would be in line with that. We stayed with this principle. We remained transparent in all our activities and transactions. And the universe brought us to where we are today.

Thanks to elegant and eminent past and present leaders of Ammucare and ACT at each location, we will grow further each day. The team is our strength. Their strength of conviction, compassion and consistency is leading us forward. Our association with other selfless institutions and individuals has further strengthened our reach and activities. This has added more value, higher purpose and meaning to our actions. Thank You Global Leaders of ACT. Thank You – our close associates, Manav Seva Samithi, Skanda Vale, Bona Lasedi, Hope and Aid Direct, etc. We are growing together as one family.

A life lived in selfish pursuit is no life at all. Real gain is in our ability to express deep compassion and selflessness under all circumstances. There is a twisted culture of might as right that the world is used to since generations. This is exactly the misconception that created all the wars and deaths since thousands of years. Might means sheer power. Modern day Might is translated into money power, political power, people power, knowledge power, media power and sometimes spiritual power. Each has its own flavour and density even though the reason is the same, capture, conquer and use people and resources. This way of life only leaves us a barbaric species. This way of life detaches us from purity. This is totally selfish and earth bound.

The way to elevate ourselves is through kindness, compassion, unconditional love, unhooking from past, unbinding, and living a life of selflessness. This keeps us free and rich inside. Help the helpless unconditionally. Hurt never. Civilised generations are essential for the earth to survive further. And to be civilised, we should stop bloodshed across species. Every generation that spilled blood left behind a trail of wars and displacements.

ACT should bring awareness to the contemporary generation. They should become aware of the importance of living compassion, kindness, selflessness. Caste, creed, political bent or religious views have no meaning as much as being a good human being. Being Good and non-violent is essential for the future of the world. Every man, woman, child should think about it and adopt it. Profits will help only a few people. What is the use of profits at the cost of destruction of masses? When everything is destroyed, what is life? World does not need any more wars.

World needs awareness. World needs kindness. Let every ACT of kindness leave a message to the generations to come on the right way of life. The right way of living is living kindness, living non-violence and living compassion night and day.

I wish ACT Day a great success and let there be many more ACT Days beyond the boundaries of time. We are global citizens. It is our duty to wipe the tears of every being, beyond species. Moreover, it is our duty to not allow tears to happen by spreading love and happiness in the world around us. Let the future see no tears. Let there be NO WARS. No Separation. No displacements. No Violence.

My humble greetings to each one of you. I love you and I am you as much as you are me.

Best Regards
Mohanji

Little Drops Of The Ocean

Dev had a morning dream. In his dream, his grandpa visited his house and had breakfast with them. Soon after the breakfast, he bid good bye. Dev and his sister repeatedly pleaded him to stay back and tell them stories. But, grandpa seemed to be in a hurry. He told them, “Some other time, children, grandpa need to go”. And he left abruptly. Dev and his sister were crying when he was waving them good bye with a smile from his car. Later, he heard his father telling his mother, “He has moved on”. Grandpa has died. How can he die? How can he go so abruptly without more stories, hugs, kisses and cuddles? Dev cried and cried at the thought that he will never hear the loud laughter and enchanting stories of Grandpa. His sister, much smaller than him did not seem to be so affected and was immersed in waking up her dolls and preparing them for school.

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The disturbed Dev got up from his bed and walked downstairs. When the 13 year old Dev came to the breakfast table his father was busy reading the news paper. He gently uttered “good morning”. His father looked at him, hugged him with one hand, while holding the news paper with the other, and with a light kiss, whispered in his ears with overwhelming love “Good Morning. Shine Bright Dev. A beautiful day is waiting for you”. Papa is always optimistic and sunny in his disposition. When he saw that his eyes had a tear drop about to fall, he asked with curiosity. “Which of your super hero friends died last night? Did you have a bad night?” He said “No Papa. Grandpa came and left us in a hurry to die”. His father looked at Dev with curiosity. “Did grandpa die in your dream?” Dev nodded. Papa thought for a while, holding Dev in his arms. Then he said loudly – partially to his mother and partially to him and his sister “Get ready. We are going to see grandpa and grandma. We need to make sure he is OK”. Dev jumped with joy. After all, he is not dead. He was relieved that it was only a dream. Papa seemed to be in an exceptionally light and jovial mood. He was always full of enthusiasm and child-like. His mother always used to urge him to take life more seriously. He would laugh it off and always made the atmosphere light in the house with his laughter and enthusiasm. The greatest recipient of his fun loving nature was his sister, who adored him beyond comparisons.

Dev’s grandparents lived an hour and a half away from where they lived, in the suburbs of the city. On the way, they stopped at a vegan shop for a quick take away. Dev’s father was a staunch vegan and always insisted on vegan diet at home and outside. He always made it a point to explain to his children why we should not support or pay for the death of animals even indirectly. He also insisted on having no seed sprouts at home because “They are foetus of plants. Eating sprouts is equal to eating foetus”.

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Since it was Saturday, the traffic on the road was much lesser than usual. They moved quite fast. When they pulled their car to the driveway, Grandpa was sitting in his usual chair at the portico with a news paper in hand. Dev was relieved to see him. He is alive and well! Nothing has changed. He got up when he saw the car of his son. Even though he was surprised at their unexpected arrival, he was delighted to see them at his doorstep as a morning surprise. He called his wife “Kamla, look here, we have loads of joy delivered with the morning newspaper for a change”. He laughed his usual loud laughter. It was time for hugs, kisses and cuddles. Dev’s father told him “Papa, Dev had a dream that you died. That is the reason for our quick trip to see you”. Grandpa looked at Dev. “Oh, Did I? Dev, Then who is hugging you now?”. Dev became shy as if his secret has been unceremoniously spilled by his father. Grandpa hugged him and said “I will surely die, but, not yet – some other day!” He laughed and winked at Dev. Dev had a tear in his eyes. When his mother and sister went with grandma into the house, and his father went inside to use the toilet, he hugged grandpa and said “I cannot leave you grandpa – I don’t want you to die”. Grandpa soothed his hair and said “Nobody leaves anybody my child. We have to leave this body and this role someday. We are always together. Remember, your grandpa will always live in your heart”. Grandpa sat down on his favourite easy chair and drew Dev close to him. A few years ago, Dev would be on grandpa’s lap. Now, he is a bit too big for that. He sat on the floor and rested his head on grandpa’s lap. Grandpa leaned forward and caressed his hair. They spoke for a while. While they were talking, Dev steadily drifted away and slipped off into a peaceful sleep.

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He slept for a while, peaceful and dreamless with a lot of relief in his heart that his grandpa is well and he is in his arms. When he woke up, it was well past lunch time. He saw his father and grandfather seated at the first floor balcony and sharing jokes and laughing. After he had slept, someone had moved him to a bed.

He walked towards his Papa and Grandpa. Grandpa saw him and beckoned him to come near him. “Did you sleep well?” He nodded. “Did you dream that grandpa died again?”. He became shy and nodded “no”. He laughed aloud. Grandpa called grandma “Kamla, give this little big boy some delicious food” and winked at him. He walked towards the dining room, as his grandpa got back into the conversation with his father.

His father was very senior officer at the city administration board and perhaps the rare and only non-corrupt officer in the whole office. He always supported poor vendors, abandoned old and sick people, animals, and also the poor farmers.

When he returned back from lunch, grandpa told his papa, “now, leave us alone. I need to speak to this young man”. Papa smiled and left with a pat on Dev’s shoulder.

Grandpa said “Let us walk, Dev. Come with me. I shall show you the little buds and tiny leaves of the spring gardens. I shall show you how the mother birds feed their children and how the breeze distributes sunshine. Come with me.”

Dev and Grandpa started walking through the abundant paddy fields and the mild forests at the border of the village. Except a few joggers, the whole space was empty. Dev was still mildly stuck with his morning dream. He asked his grandpa “Grandpa, may I ask you a question?” He said “Sure, my child”. “Will you die like all the old people one day? Will my father and mother also die? Will I die when I am old like you? Why does everyone die? Why can’t we all just live with happiness together?” Grandpa stopped. He bent down and kissed the forehead of his grandson and said “You are waking up, my child. You have the right questions.”

Grandpa said “My boy, everything that is born must die.” They walked towards a small tree which had many nests. Grandpa showed Dev a nest which had three tiny chicks with their beaks open, waiting for their mother. Grandpa said “Look at those tiny chicks. See how fragile they are! This is their helpless times of dependency my boy. The chicks are helpless without their mother. The mother knows it and she cares for them. Soon, the mother will bring them food from somewhere.” As he was uttering these words, the mother bird came back with a beak full of food and distributed it amongst her waiting children. They gobbled up everything that they received and cried for more. The mother left to fetch more for herself and her children. Grandpa said “See, from sunrise to sunset, this is what the mother bird will do. She is fully depended on grace of the nature. She has not stored anything anywhere. Everyday is a different day for them. Everyday is totally unpredictable. When there is hot sun or heavy rains, she may not get any food at all. They accept that reality too, without complaints. Now see, the mother is wandering in search of food for her children. She may or may not get more food. You know, this is why I keep food for birds in our garden – to feed the unknown bird friends. This is the least we can do to this nice little mother, right Dev?” He smiled and patted Dev on his shoulder.
“Her children will slowly grow up and become strong. Their wings will grow larger. They will be ready to fly. Then they will leave their mother and fly away. A task well completed, their mother also will allow them to soar in the sky and find their own life in the vast horizons of this earth. One cycle is completed. The children will mature and do exactly what their mother did. Same way, life repeats itself. Every animal, every bird, every creature on earth including human beings are living this cycle.”

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Suddenly, he saw a snake crawling up the tree. Dev became terribly frightened. He hugged his grandpa. He shouted “Grandpa, help them. The snake will eat them”. Grandpa said “I shall save them, if their mother cannot. Let us see what happens.” Dev became impatient. In a short time, before the snake could reach the branch where the nest was, the mother and a few of her friends came shouting and started pecking and distracting the snake. Mother and her friends attacked together to defend the children. Soon, the snake gave up and withdrew. The birds went back to their work. Grandpa smiled “See, nature takes care of itself. It needs no human intervention or interference. If we leave them alone, they will survive on their own”.

Holding grandpa’s hand, Dev walked through the walking path of the village. few yards ahead, grandpa asked him to slow down and pointed at the direction of a forest clearing. A school of birds were shouting and flying around something. When they took a closer look, it was a bird that was dying. The birds flew around the dying bird as if they are observing a ritual or a kind of prayer. They waited and watched. Soon, the dying bird became still and lifeless. The birds came and sat around the dead bird for some time as if praying for the departed soul, and one by one they flew away. Grandpa said “Dev, you saw the children waiting to fly out a short while ago. Here you saw the soul waiting to fly out from the body of the bird alone. This is life and death, my boy. In between the definition called birth and death is the experience that we call life. The first was baby birds, where the soul was settling in and expressing itself, making them experience all aspects of life and the second was after all the experiences of life, the soul was leaving the vehicle that it used for that experience. This body is just a vehicle for experiencing life, my child. We are experiencing everything using this body. This is all. Whatever is born, will die. So, why do you worry, my child?”

Dev became confused. “But, grandpa, I do not want you to die”. Grandpa laughed “My boy, all of us will die, including you. All of us! Your grandpa had a grandpa too. He also had his grandpa. He had his as well. We had so many people in our family through centuries. They all have died. We will also die. When you will have your grandchild, you will also be like me, explaining to your grandchild what life is and what death is. Nothing in this world is ours, my child. Nothing in this world is permanently ours. We are fools, if we feel we own anything. We can own nothing. You saw how the bird died. It just died. Likewise, I will just die, leaving this body to earth. They will burn this body that you once called your grandpa. Once the body is burned, there will only be some memories of grandpa. Same with your grandma, papa, mama and everybody else. Everybody will leave at some point in time. Nobody will be here forever.”

Dev became silent. Grandpa sat down, hugged him and kissed his cheeks. “My child, I shall always live in your heart, as sweet memories. That way, I live much longer. Memories live longer than bodies. Keep me in your heart just the way I keep you in mine. We shall never part.”

Dev began to realise the truth in grandpa’s words. He said “Grandpa, will my love reach you even when you are gone?”

Grandpa said “Yes, my child. Think of me with love and I shall rejoice. Do not cry and make me sad. Do good things in life and let the living people tell good things about you. That will make me happy. That will make all our ancestors happy. They will be proud of having a great grandchild such as you in our family. Never hurt anyone. Love everyone. Do whatever good you can for everyone. Pardon those who harm you and hurt you. Do not harm, hurt or judge anybody. Give unconditionally, whatever you can share. Experience your life without hurting other beings. If you happened to hurt any being unknowingly, do not hesitate to apologize and correct your action. Nobody is perfect, everyone commits mistakes, and life has no rehearsals. Always be good and do good. This will make your lineage proud of you. Their blessings and mine will flow to you.”

 

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Dev said “I promise you grandpa. I shall do everything possible to make this world a better place, for your sake”.

Grandpa kissed his forehead and said “Not for my sake, my boy. Let it be for the sake of nobody. Make it your outlook of life. If you count your good acts, it loses its divinity and grace. Do not count. Just do it always, naturally, without compulsion or even a thought. Through your positive action, inspire your nation. And do not be affected by abuse or criticism. Nothing should stop you from your honest expressions. Remember, all life is valuable. As you saw, the mother bird was so protective and loving towards her children. The adult birds took time to mourn the loss of their companion. Every living being has their families and feelings. Always respect it and leave them alone. Never interrupt, let alone murder any beings of earth.”

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“Do you know, Dev, those birds do not know that they are called birds and they are different from other beings. They just exist as they are born, as complete beings. We humans know that we are humans and they are birds. A dog has no reason or interest to know that he is called a dog. It is fully immersed, as those birds, in its life as a dog. All the beings of nature are immersed in their own life without disturbing one another. A tiger hunts only when it is hungry and a deer knows that. Human hunts for pleasure and waste lives indiscriminately. An animal eats only when it is hungry and fasts when it is sick. They heal themselves. The nature heals them. They all have intelligence. Humans are a different species. We are intelligent to cunning. We use our intelligence to reign over other beings. But, what is the use? We also die. Earth swallows our body too. What do we gain? We can own nothing from this earth, my boy. Hence, we must truly make human existence far superior than any other bodies of earth by displaying our supremacy in our ability to be kind and compassionate.”

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On a side of the village road that they walked, there was a huge old fallen tree being sawed to pieces by a few people. Grandpa stopped walking. He held the hand of Dev and kept staring at the fallen tree, in a kind of mournful way. The wood workers paused for a moment to look at their spectators. Grandfather nodded his head to continue with their work. As they went back to their work, Dev and Grandpa started walking away from the sound of machines cutting trees into pieces. Grandpa said “The body of this old fallen tree is just like ours, Dev. I had stopped to feel if the tree was still alive inside. All young trees which had not completed its time of existence will still be alive when men cut them to pieces just like humans do with animals. When they suffer unnatural death, they suffer pain and agony. They die in pain. The trees that had their life on earth are old and are ready to move on, will leave their body for use as their ultimate sacrifice. They would have prepared themselves for the exit. Such trees are happy to exit. And they welcome other beings using their body for their purpose. We will be happy to move on if we lived a life of service and have no regrets. The tree which we saw had been a blessing to many generations. Many weary travelers as well as budding lovers has sought its shade. It has given fruits to many beings, fresh oxygen, shelter and shade to so many beings as well as seeds which eventually became similar trees. It took nothing from anybody. Nobody spent time to nurture it. It was giving and giving all the time. At the time of its death also, it was giving away its body for human use. A total selfless existence! We have lots to learn from it Dev. That tree is also a grandpa. We should treat big trees like old people, with love, gratitude and respect. They truly deserve it.

Grandpa continued “Do you know Dev, what it is to be human?” Dev looked at grandpa. Grandpa said “Being human means being compassion. Being human means inherent ability to express kindness and unconditional love. Human life is invaluable. It should never be wasted by indiscriminate selfish pleasures which disturbs and destroys nature and its beings. If we have superior ability on earth, we must use it to protect and nurture the children of mother earth. Life has its own way of survival. We should never interfere. Always live as an inspiration for compassion, my child. Life and death will come and go, you will be able to die peacefully after a life well lived without regrets.”

Mohanji what is it to be human

“Today, we are walking on this path, you and your grandpa. Soon, your father will become a grandpa and will walk the same road with your child. And someday, you will walk this earth with your grandchild. Life is a continuous flow, my child. All that came will go too. So, love everyone while you can, and be impartially kind. Never hurt even a fly. Live and let live. Live with a clear understanding that you cannot take anything from here except the memories of a life well lived with grace and love.”

Dev was not upset anymore. Something had changed in him. He felt complete. His grandpa had changed his mindset through his wise words. He had converted his insecurity to clear purpose of life. That was the biggest gift he ever received in his life. The purpose of Life! That is all it takes. That is all we need. Let it be filled with compassion, kindness and love without expectations and complaints.

Sun was setting. As they were walking towards the house of grandpa, they saw Dev’s father walking towards them, perhaps searching for them. Grandpa looked at his son and said “Finished the book entry of your mother’s complaints?” They both laughed. Grandpa told his son. “Dev is a sensitive boy. Take good care that he remains natural.” Papa nodded. He said “I did not want him to keep his fears and brood over it. That is why we made this quick trip.” Grandpa said “That was good. I could explain to Dev a bit about life and death as lessons from nature. He will get everything he needs from the nature. All he needs to do is to look and recognize the answers. Nature has all the answers.”

Grandpa addressed Papa “Madhav, as long as human compassion quotient is ignored, there will be no peace on earth. If kindness, selflessness and compassion is made the criteria of education and social status, if governments give importance to this aspect as the key aspect for everything, earth will become paradise. Otherwise, as we discussed in the morning, we are all against something each day, each moment. This is giving us worries, anxieties and suffering. We should be against nothing, let alone ourselves. Violence should never be tolerated; and should be controlled by strict laws.  So is corruption or any kind of selfishness. Deny social support for such people. Isolate them and make compassion compulsory. That is the only way life can be redeemed from its current frequency of mad competition, selfishness and bitterness.”

Mohanji on human compassion

Papa answered “Yes, Papa. This is what I am trying to establish within my jurisdiction. But, I am constantly facing obstacles. All my attempts get slapped by the selfish bureaucracy. The cancer called corruption has destroyed human sensitivity. Modern education has made men mediocre and selfish. Books are not teaching sensitivity, love and compassion. It is teaching competition and insecurity. It is not making a confident generation rooted in compassion and love. It is making an insecure generation, rooted in greed and selfishness. Looking at this makes me tired.”

“That is why you should not give up. You are young. You have a vision. Move on with it.”

“How do I handle the constant hurdles?”

Grandpa explained “Selfless service is our purpose. The purpose will handle it, my son. Intensify the purpose and conceive it in its utmost purity. Even if you fall down, or your hand gets dirty as you travel the path, if the purpose remains pure, it will take you to your destination.”

“Tall order, Papa”

“But inevitable and important, my son. Someone must lead by example, if not a few. The one who is against the tide may get crucified. But, setting example with own life has no substitution or comparison and I believe that dying for a good cause is much better than living the life of a mediocre conformist. Purpose is cleaning the system. Un-cluttering and weeding out the cancer eating away on our inherent compassion. This is all that matters.”

“On another subject, Grandpa continued; keep this house and space as it is, for the next generations. Do not sell it away after we are gone. Let them have something of the past to lean back on, when they are tired of chasing the world.” Papa agreed. Grandpa hugged Papa and said “I am proud of you my son. I am a happy father and grandfather. I can leave in peace with the firm appreciation that my children and grandchildren will only serve the world as light in the darkness and will not lead a selfish and self centred existence on earth like the majority.” Both had tears in their eyes.

Mohanji grace and love.

One month later.

Dev woke up and came down to the living room. He saw his parents getting ready to leave. Papa seemed serious and silent. He seemed busy and felt as if he was hiding something. There was no warning last night of any impending journey. He came close to his Papa and touched his hand. Madhav looked at Dev, held him close to his chest and whispered in his ears “Your grandpa has gone. He left early this morning. It was a heart attack. He died peacefully in his sleep. We have to go immediately”. Madhav’s eyes welled with salt water as he uttered these words. “Grandpa has gone!” Dev did not cry. He had witnessed birth, death and the story called life in the middle through the eyes and words of his grandpa.

Nothing STAYS here for EVER except the residue of our action on earth. And we own NOTHING.

Mohanji .......