குரு எனக்கு அளித்த உபதேசம்

குரு மரண படுக்கையில் இருந்தார்.. அருகில் அவரின் சீடன் கவலை தோய்ந்த முகத்துடன் காணப்பட்டான். குரு மெல்ல அவனை அழைத்து, " சிஷ்யா.. ஏன் கவலைப்படுகிறாய்? உனக்காக நான் எப்பொழும் இருப்பேன். கலக்கம் அடையாதே..." கலங்கிய கண்களுடன் சிஷ்யன் கூறினான்.. "குருதேவா... நீங்கள் கூறியபடி ஜாபம் தியானம் எல்லாம் செய்து வருகிறேன். ஆனால் ஆன்மீக உயர்நிலை அடையும் காலம் எப்பொழுது என தெரியவில்லை. எதுவரை எனது ஆன்மீக பயிற்சியை தொடர்வது. உங்கள் காலத்திற்கு பிறகு யாரிடம் நான் கேட்பது?" அணையும் ஜோதி பிரகாசகமாக சுடர்விடும் என்பதை போல ஜோதிர்மயமான முகத்துடன் சிஷ்யனை பார்த்தார் குரு.. "கவலை கொள்ளாதே. இந்த கட்டிலுக்கு அடியில் ஓர் பெட்டி இருக்கிறது. அதன் உள்ளே உனக்கு பிற்காலத்தில் உபதேசிக்க வேண்டியதை வைத்திருக்கிறேன்...அது அனைத்து விஷயங்களையும் போதிக்கும். எனது உபதேசம் தேவைப்படும் பொழுது மட்டும் பெட்டியை திறந்து பார். எனது ஆசிகள்"...என கூறியபடி அவரின் ப்ராணன் உள்ளே அடங்கியது. நாட்கள் சென்றன... தனது ஆன்மீக சாதனையில் தனக்கு பலன் கிடைப்பதாக சிஷ்யனுக்கு தெரியவில்லை.. தியானம் , ஜபம் ஆகியவற்றை விட்டுவிடலாமா என எண்ணினான்.. குருவின் உபதேசத்தை கேட்க பெட்டியை திறந்தான். சிஷயன் ஞானம் அடைந்தான்.. நாட்கள் சென்றன... சிஷ்யன் கூறிய கருத்துகளை மக்கள் ஏற்காமல் கலகம் செய்தனர். மீண்டும் குருவின் உபதேசத்தை கேட்க பெட்டியை திறந்தான்.. அதற்கு பின் வரும் காலத்தில் மக்கள் கருத்துக்களை ஏற்றுக்கொண்டனர்... நாட்கள் சென்றன... தனது இறுதி காலத்தை அடைந்தான்.. தனது சிஷ்யனை கூப்பிட்டு கூறினான்.. "எனது பிரிய சிஷ்யா.. எனது குரு எனக்கு அளித்த உபதேசத்தை உனக்கு அளிக்கிறேன். எனது உபதேசம் தேவையான பொழுது மட்டும் இந்த பெட்டியை திற. எனது உபதேசம் கிட்டும்." சிஷ்யனுக்கு சிஷ்யனான பரம சிஷ்யன்.. தனது ஆன்மீக சாதனையில் தோய்வு ஏற்பட்டது. குருவின் உபதேசம் அறிய பெட்டியை திறந்தான்.. அதில் எழுதி இருந்த வாசகம்... "இன்னொரு முறை முயற்சி செய்"

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ATTENTION, PARENTS

ATTENTION, PARENTS   "He would be held responsible" – Sri Sai Satcharitra, Ch. XXII.     A young French criminal was sentenced to hard labour. He received the verdict calmly.     But as he was being led away, he cried out to the crowded courtroom, "I have nothing against judges, for they have sentenced me justly. I have nothing against guards, because they have done their duty. However, I never forgive two persons in the courtroom – my father and my mother! They have failed in their duty to me! They paid no attention to my upbringing. They did not object when, as a child, I spent hours, watching movies, where scenes of violence and crime are shown so vividly that they easily impressed themselves on my imagination. They turned a blind eye to the bad company I kept. And so, here I stand, a convicted criminal. The fault is their's, but I have to pay for it, by going to prison."     It was William Penn who said, "Men are generally more careful of the breeding of their horses, and dogs than of their children."         http://vasukimahal.blogspot.com

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THE ONLY BLUNDER

THE ONLY BLUNDER   "Third kind of disciples is those, who go on postponing the carrying out of their orders and making mistakes at every step." –Sri Sai Satcharitra, Ch. XXIII.   In the book, Three Religious Rebels, we are given the story of a wealthy nobleman. His name was Theodric. All his dreams and ambitions centered on his only son, Robert. Theodric wanted his son to be a man of possessions and power.   However, Robert had nobler aspirations – to renounce the world and become a humble monk in the Abbey of Saint Pierre. The father was disappointed and heartbroken.   Years passed. Old Theodric was about to die. The wealthy father called his son to his bedside and, with a radiant smile, said to him, "Robert, I want to tell you that when you decided to become a monk, I strained every nerve to change your mind. That was wrong. For that I am truly sorry."   The dying man paused for a while, then said to his son, "Robert, I see very clearly now, that there is only one mistake that one can make in life."   "What may that mistake be?" asked Robert.   With a final struggle for breath to get out the words, the father said, "The only mistake that one can make in life, my son, is not to be a saint."       http://vasukimahal.blogspot.com

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POWER OF LOVE

POWER OF LOVE   "Let their love be natural, let them know the secret of devotion; let them not exhaust themselves by other Sadhanas, let them stick to this one simple remedy." –Sri Sai Satcharitra, Ch. III.   During the course of a lecture, a Bishop referred to a Sunday school teacher, who began his classes in a slum. With all good intentions, he brought together the poor children, spoke to them of the love of God and inspired them to live the life beautiful.   Finding that their clothes were dirty, tattered and torn, he said to them, "I shall get you new clothes. You must wear them every Sunday morning as you come to attend the class."   Every boy received a beautiful dress.   On the following Sunday, he found that one of the boys was missing. He made inquiries and was told the boy was a gambler.   The Sunday school teacher went out in quest of the boy, found him, and got him another set of clothes. The boy attended the Sunday class for the next two or three weeks, but again disappeared.   The teacher found that the boy had once again bartered his clothes and gambled away money.   Yet again, he went up to the boy, met him in love, spoke to him with tenderness.   He said to him, "Forget what has happened. Take these new clothes, and be regular in your attendance at the Sunday classes."   This was repeated as many as thirteen times. No less than twelve times, the boy sold the clothes, but the teacher's patience was not exhausted. His love was boundless, unquestioning, unconditional, it demanded no explanation; it needed no apology. A transformation was wrought. The boy turned over a new leaf.   The love of the teacher transformed the boy and made him new.   The bishop concluded his lecture with the words; "I know this is true, because I was the boy!"   It is love which reclaims. It is love which transforms.   Sermons or lectures do not touch the hearts of the people, the power of love does.       http://vasukimahal.blogspot.com

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DOOR WITHOUT A HANDLE     There is a beautiful picture by the famous artist, Holman Hunt. In the picture, Christ is seen standing in a garden holding a lantern in one hand and with the other, knocking on a door.   A friend of the artist said to him, "Holman, you have made a mistake. The door you have painted does not have a handle."   "It is not a mistake," answered the artist. "For that is the door of the human heart and it can only be opened from the inside!"       http://vasukimahal.blogspot.com

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