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« Reply #1125 on: July 11, 2015, 12:31:02 PM »
Suri Nagamma Reminiscences:

Perplexed by these unfavorable signs, the next afternoon I somehow managed to approach Bhagavan  and
with great trepidation asked Him how His tumor was. Bhagavan gave me details of the treatment Moos was
giving and said bleeding had been reduced slightly.

'That means there is some improvement', I said.

'What improvement?' said Bhagavan.

'How long can this continue?  It ought to heal quickly', I went on.

'Who can say?' replied Bhagavan.

From His talk, I felt there was no hope of any cure, for never before had Bhagavan appeared so pessimistic.

More worried than ever and unable to speak any further, I came out with shattered hopes.

On March 2nd, the Moos felt disheartened and so composed a hymn in praise of Bhagavan and gave it to Him.
The same day he arranged for a Parayana of Vishnu Sahasranamam.  Some devotees started Mrutyunjaya
japam. Just as Bhagavan accepted without demur whatever the doctors said, He also accepted the efforts of
these devotees as a devout offering. Some other devotees asked for permission to perform Mrutyunjaya Homam
to which also He readily agreed as in all other cases.

After they left, the Master told His attendant, 'Look, they will perform homam to Mrutyunjaya.  Let them
do it but have all those who have done this homam escaped death?  The real significance of the homam is
that those who do it will lose fear of death in seeking the favor of Lord Siva --not that they will escape death
itself.'  The attendant said, 'In Devi Kalottaram it is stated that a Mumukshu should not get immersed in mantras,
homas, and the like.'  Bhagavan replied, 'Yes. That is true. It is stated that absorption in dhyana alone will do.
In Sarva jnaottaram also it is stated that absorption in dhyana is the real Jnana deeksha and tapas.'

During this period, a lady devotee asked Bhagavan whether she could bring a person from her village to who
could chant mantras. If he is permitted, he would first offer Bhagavan a hundred and eight coconuts and later
break them throughout the Asramam.

Sri Bhagavan  smilingly said, 'He breaks only coconuts?  Does he not also slay hens and spill the blood all
over the Asramam?  Will he not also tie an amulet and smear Vibhuti?'  When Bhagavan spoke like this,
the lady felt ashamed and gave up her request.

By this time, the whole Asramam was bustling with religious activities like japam, homam, stotra chanting etc.,
On March 16th, an astrologer said that Bhagavan would not remain in His body much longer, and that His
passing away was only a matter of days. If that was really the case, I felt would not Bhagavan have given me
some hint,. Although it was a foolish sentiment, it somehow persisted in my mind.

The next day Bhagavan had a vomiting which caused Him a lot of discomfort and so He did not take any food.
Hearing this, Alamelu Ammal, His sister said, 'Ayyo! It seems Bhagavan has not taken any food today. Payasam
is so delicous and Bhagavan had not had even a drop of it.'

Bhagavan consoled her and said to the attendants: People regret that Bhagavan has not taken any payasam today.
My regret is that they have not yet tasted Vijnana Aharam - spiritual food. What can I do?  Things will happen
in the way they have to happen.'

Ugadi - the lunar new year day - fell on March 19th (1950). Ever since coming to the Asramam, it had been my
practice to give Bhagavan, a day before Ugadi, a towel and a kaupeenam, for His personal use. On the morning
of the Ugadi day, I used to prepare a chutney of neem flowers and give it to Bhagavan together with a copy of
new panchangam. Likewise on the evening of March 18th I took the New Year gifts to the small room where
Bhagavan was staying.  Bhagavan looked at me with some curiosity. I placed the clothes on the table and said,
'Tomorrow is Ugadi.'  Bhagavan moved as if taken by surprise, and remarked in an unusual tone, 'Oho! Ugadi
is come? So Vikruthi is come?' The way He spoke appeared ominous and heart rending.  The attendants also stood
there visibly moved.

Taking courage after a while, I said, 'I was wondering whether I should stop this practice of offering clothes and
so on to Bhagavan, but felt it would be a grave error on my part to do so. I did not know what to do. I have just
brought these clothes.'

'That is all right', the Master said, and looking at one of the attendants nearby said, 'Keep those clothes. Nagamma
has brought them. It seems Ugadi is tomorrow itself.'

As the attendant did what he was told, I asked Bhagavan about the condition of His arm.

'What shall I say about its condition?' He inquired.

'Bhagavan must somehow cure Himself,' I said,

'Who knows?' came the Master's reply.

'How can you say so Bhagavan?' said I in a weak voice.

At this point in our conversation, Bhagavan perhaps felt that I would not give up hope unless He told me
clearly and unambiguously for He looked at me compassionately and asked, 'How can there be a cure now?'

'Ayyo! Will it not be cured at all?' I uttered aghast. My voice got choked. My body quivered with fear.

Just then some people from office rushed in with differences of opinions on some matter among themselves.
I was horrified by the way they all burst in. I could not ask what I wanted and so with profound grief came
out and returned home.  All hopes of cure had vanished once and for all.

On the morning of the Telugu New Year day, I went to the Asramam early with the chutney and the new year
panchangam.  I served the chutney to the devotees and to Bhagavan with their breakfast. I waited with the
panchangam eagerly outside the new hall. Bhagavan had put on the new kaupeenam and towel but while
He was about to enter the bathroom, stumbled over the doorsteps and fell down. I rushed to the place and
the attendant also came to lift Him up. But He was shouting at him n not to do so. His kaupeenam and towel                 
were blood stained. He allowed no one including some devotees who came there, to touch Him. Keeping one
hand as support, He got up by Himself. It seems there was some small fracture but He instructed the attendants
not to tell anyone. He even told them not to disclose that event to anyone.

Though He had fallen down, He went to the water closet as usual, came out and sat on the veranda. I then
offered to Him the panchangam. But I could not talk to Him anything.  With this new year, my conversations
with Him came to an end.

He had grown considerably weak and so it was decided to have His darsan from the small room itself while
He was sitting on the sofa.  The crowd of devotees increased from that day onwards.  They were obliged to
stand in a queue and have darsan quickly and move away. I asked my brother who had come, to talk to Him
and take a message. But even he could not.         

contd.,

Arunachala Siva.
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« Reply #1126 on: July 12, 2015, 07:23:39 AM »


Bhagavan Ramana has rendered in verses the greatness of Arunachala, the ideas taken from Sri Arunachala
Mahaatmyam. There are seven such verses, which are included in Complete Works of Bhagavan Ramana Maharshi.
This is the fourth song.

Ella ualahum tagai-yav-viyalal
Polla vinaigal runam am puhalidu
Illa dadu-vam edukan nurulal
Ellar Arunachalam am iduve.

How many ever worlds there are, all are but a bondage. By that very nature, dreadful actions resulting
in the misery of births and deaths is the cause of bondage. These inexorable vile actions - seat of bondage -
will be rendered naught by the mere looking at Arunachala shining everywhere as Hill of Light.

             (Tr. T.R. Kanakammal)

All the percivable worlds, however great they are,  are but shackles, by their binding nature and by there
inherent quality of causing attachments.  All actions are the seeds of bondage resulting in the misery of endless
cycles of births and deaths. A mere sight of Arunachala, the effulgent Hill, shining in all splendor, will render all
actions fruitless.

Arunachala Puranam hails the potency of Arunachala, a mere vision of which will uproot all "vinaihal" actions,
karmas in Tamizh, root and branch.

The Lord  affirms:  "People afflicted by cycles of births due accumulated evil deeds done by body, mind and
speech, will be freed of them by a mere vision of Arunachala.:

Aruna  = A + runa.  Aruna is that which negates actions.

Saint Tiru Jnana Sambandhar in his famous Tevaram song says that if Arunachala dances, all actions and
vasanas take to their heels. 

Once Devaraja Mudaliar asked Bhagavan Ramana:  "Bhagavan! Is it true that mere seeing or staying within
three yojanas (twenty four miles) of the Hill, will render the vasanas burnt?"

Bhagavan Ramana replied:  "Oye, this is a Supreme Court Order!  Who can repudiate it?" 

(Devaraja Mudaliar was an advocate.)

Arunachala Siva. 

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« Reply #1127 on: July 12, 2015, 07:29:07 AM »


Bhagavan Ramana during His days in Virupaksha Cave, went alone one day and came across several small streams.
While crossing one of the streams, He found one large banyan leaf. He guessed that the famous Vatavala Vruksham,
the Great Banyan Tree of North (under which Siva is said to have preached in Silence the four rishis, Sanaka and others).  He further proceeded to see the Great Banyan Tree of North.  On the way, He by oversight stepped on a hornet's nest.
The bees came out in large numbers and started stinging His left foot, which had stepped on the bush.
Bhagavan Ramana felt that He should pay for His mistake and allowed to the bees to sting His left thigh to their heart's content. Soon the thigh got swollen and He returned limping to Virupaksha Cave.  Pazhani Swami who was with
Him then, immediately removed the stings one by one and applied oil on His thigh.   Bhagavan Ramana also felt that
it was a punishment for attempting to see the Great Banyan Tree of North.

Years later, Muruganar on hearing the story composed a poem asking Bhagavan:  "O Venkata, for the mistake
done by oversight, why should you take this punishment?"   (Guru Vachaka Kovai).

Bhagavan Ramana replied in verse:

When I was stung by hornets in revenge upon the leg until it was inflamed, although it was by chance I stepped
upon their nest, constructed in a lofty bush, what kind of mind is his if he does not at least repent for doing such
a wrong?

Bhagavan Ramana's verse is also in Guru Vachaka Kovai.

Arunachala Siva.

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« Reply #1128 on: July 12, 2015, 09:32:30 AM »
Suri Nagamma Reminiscences:

On March 23rd,  Bhagavan felt very uncomfortable and so the treatment of the Moos was stopped. By the
end of the month, a famous Ayurvedic doctor from Bengal came and began treating Him.
He prescribed very costly medicines, and left. A very old devotee and an Ayurvedic doctor came for darsan.
He was entrusted with the work of administering these medicines.  After a day or two, Bhagavan developed
constipation and consequent discomfort and all further medication was stopped.

From the beginning of April (1950), doctors began to say that the end could come any day. On April 13th,
by the time I went to the Asramam, everybody there was very agitated and anxious. One of the devotees,
Bose, was at the time arranging a queue for darsan and regulating the crowd. On seeing me, he said,
'The Kaliyuga Bhishma is going away. Come, amma, come. You can better see Him from here.' With eyes
full of tears, he helped me to have a clean view of Bhagavan. I got up on the mound of earth specially raised
to facilitate darsan, and looked at Bhagavan. Bhagavan was there lying down in a yoga posture of sleep with
His body glistening in the morning light. As no one could stay long because of the moving queue, I came away,
full of grief after a fleeting darsan.

As usual all the people in the queue had their darsan between 9 am and 10.30 am. Several humble devotees
like me did not go home that day. Some even told me, 'Till recently we have all been praying to Bhagavan to
remain in this body for our sake.  His present condition is so terrible that we have decided not to make such
prayer. Unless all of us desist from such prayers, the life of this Avatar may not come to an end. Please think
over it, mother.' I was stunned at this.

In the afternoon, the Asramam authorities stated that Bhagavan's condition was very unsatisfactory and so there
would be no darsan. When Bhagavan came to know of it, it seems He said that there was no problem and there
was no need to cancel it. Therefore, a queue was formed as usual. Generally during darsan, Bhagavan used
to grace the devotees with a compassionate look, but that evening except once or twice, He could hardly open
His eyes. After all the innumerable devotees had filed past, I went there for a final darsan and stood on the
earth mound.  Doctors and Asramam authorities were standing near Bhagavan's sofa with their eyes glued to Him.
'Lord, Won't you for once turn your compassionate look on me?' I prayed thus to Bhagavan and stood there
looking intently at Him. His eyes slowly began to open. Noticing it, the people around Him followed the direction
of His eyes which turned towards the place arranged for darsan.  From those eyes, a cool look came to me.
That look seemed to say, 'Here, see me. How long do you want to me to be in this worn out, crumbling body?
Won't you give up you attachment to this body?'

Immediately a great change came over my mind. I said to myself, 'All these days I have been praying to you
not to go away leaving us desolate, but now I pray no more to that effect. We cannot bear to see the present
condition of your body anymore. You need not bear this burden for our sake.'

Immediately the eyes of Bhagavan closed. I had no alternative to leave the place.

After 7 pm. Bhagavan asked His attendants whether darsan was over and, when they replied in the affirmative,
He asked them to lift His body into a sitting posture. Doctors began to make arrangements to give Him oxygen
but He made a sign not to do so. Police started telling the assembled crowds that Bhagavan was being given
oxygen, that there was no immediate danger to His life, and that they could go home and come back after
supper if they so wished.  However, some earnest devotees like me, stayed on with our eyes fixed on the small
room.

At 8 pm. the brahmins had begun Veda Parayana. Some devotees began chanting Bhagavan's hymns to
Arunachala, Arunachala Pancharatnam, and then in Tamizh the Arunachala Aksharamana malai, with refrain
Arunachala Siva. When He heard that song, Bhagavan suddenly opened His eyes and tears of bliss welled
up in them. Immediately the eyes closed again, and a few minutes later, breathing ceased from within.

That very minute, it was 8.47 pm. a huge lustrous meteor was seen to soar high across the sky and to
plunge behind the Holy Hill, Arunachalam. 

Arunachala Siva, Arunachala Siva,
Arunachala Siva, Arunachala.

Arunachala Siva, Arunachala Siva,
Arunachala Siva, Arunachala.

Arunachala Siva.                     
         

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« Reply #1129 on: July 12, 2015, 09:59:52 AM »
Suri Nagamma Reminiscences:


Most of us who were completely absorbed in watching Bhagavan did not see this wondrous sight, but many
in town noticed it and understanding what it meant, rushed to the Asramam. The meteor was so bright
that it was visible as far away as Madras and other places. As soon as it was realized that the beloved Master
had finally given up the body, there were cries of uncontrollable grief.  Unable to contain themselves, some
ladies fainted while others assumed dignified silence.  Everybody surrounded the Nirvana Room. Lights
were  waved and camphor burnt before Bhagavan's body as if to a temple idol. After that coconuts were
broken and Naivedyam was offered. As the crowds became uncontrollable, the holy body was brought into
the Jubilee Hall and placed on a chair on a raised platform there. facing the southern entrance. Grief stricken
devotees sat around looking sadly at the body, their wailing blending strangely with the Veda Parayana. The
sound resembled the hymns of praise to the Lord and the whole night was thus spent in wakefulness a on
Maha Sivaratri.

As the news  was announced over the radio and transmitted to various places by telegram, huge crowds
of devotees started pouring in for darsan of Bhagavan's sacred body. By early morning next day, several
devotees from Madras came to the Asramam. Even before their arrival,  the most prominent devotes had
decided that Bhagavn's Samadhi should be situated between the office and the Martrubhuteswara Temple
at the rear of the of the Old Hall. Soon a pit was dug and prepared in accordance with sacred injunctions.
The ceremony was over only late in the afternoon.  At 6.30 am. at the usual hour of breakfast, camphor was
lit, lights waved before Bhagavan's body and milk offered and served to all the assembled devotees.
That was the starting of Milk Puja in the morning, for Bhagavan's Samadhi that is practiced even today.   

The District Collector and the police arrived and controlled the large crowds.  The wailing of the     
devotees were loud and continuous. The ceremonies started before noon. T.N. Vemnkataraman
took up the duty of performing the funeral rites, with the help of his wife and brahmin priests.   Abhishekam
was performed with the holy water of Ganga, sandal paste and milk, curds, kumkum, Vibhuti and finally
decorated with several types of flowers garlands. Arti was waved and Sahasranama Archana was done
with breaking of coconuts thereafter. The body was kept in view till afternoon and with recital of Vedas
and pipe music, the body was carried by four brahmins around Mother's Temple and then placed in
the Samadhi pit where a masonry had been completed.  The body was then lowered facing Arunachala,
in a bag. Vibhuti and camphor were beforehand put into the bag., The surrounding place was filled
with brick powder and then the Samadhi was sealed. Over it a Linga was installed and arti was shown to
the Lingam (Sri Ramaneswara Maha Lingam) after abhisheakam and arti.                 

Arunachala Siva,

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« Reply #1130 on: July 12, 2015, 10:44:22 AM »
Suri Nagamma Reminiscences:

My brother, sister in law,and myself had our bath after we reached home and then I returned to the Asramam just
to spend some time at the Samadhi. It was about 9 pm. The place was deserted except for the watchman.
After bowing before Samadhi and smearing the dust from it, on m head, I quietly sat beside it. The tears
I had controlled then gushed forth in torrents. We then started going home. Kunju Swami followed me from
a distance as escort. My brother also came again to accompany me. Both said that they were guarding me thus.
The pair said that they were apprehensive about my safety.

My brother on reaching home said that it is not advisable for me to stay alone in Tiruvannamalai. They asked
me to come with them to Madras. I was in Madras for three days. I then said that I should be in the Asramam
to share the sorrow of fellow devotees. Thus I returned to the Asramam.

On the tenth day, abhishekam was offered at the Samadhi and on April 24th, Sraddhanjaii was arranged in
Madras at my brother's place.  After visiting Madras for that, I again returned to Arunachala.

From that day, abhishekam and puja and arti was performed at the Samadhi everyday, both morning and evening.
After I returned to Arunachala, the Asramam devotees gathered together, and decided not to leave the
Asramam at least until Mandalabhishekam on the 40th day. We all therefore, stayed there going around
the shrine every morning and evening. The Mandalabhishekam was performed in a grand manner. Thereafter,
the devotees went on pilgrimages to various places. I also started to Rameswaram after telling my brother.

On the way I visited Tiruk Koilur and ate at Muthurishna Bhagavatar's house. I also met
Echammal's nephew Jayaraman coming towards me with a number of people singing bhajan since it was
Ekadasi.  I went to Atulya Natheswarar temple where Bhagavan had darsan of the divine Jyoti.

I went to Madurai saw the Ramana Mandiram where Bhagavan had enlightenment. ( in the Chokkappa Naicker
street house. I had darsan of Meenakshi and Sundareswara in the temple there.

I then went to Danushkodi and Rameswaram and also took bath in Sethu, near the spot of the legendary bridge
constructed by Rama.

Since Bhagavan has said that pilgrimages are only for people who are not having a real Master. So I felt
that it is enough of wandering and decided to return to Asramam.

Arunachala Siva                            .

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« Reply #1131 on: July 12, 2015, 02:15:29 PM »
T.P. Ramachandra Iyer Reminiscences:

Bhagavan liked simple remedies, preferably those made from ingredients that could be found locally. He knew
the medicinal properties of many of the plants that were growing wild on Arunachala and occasionally recommended
them to devotees. He ever composed a few Tamizh verses that contained recipes for various ayurvedic preparations.
He was a strong advocate of a simple, nutritious diet for both the prevention and the cure of common ailments.

On one occasion, I informed Sri Bhagavan that I had only eaten kanji for lunch since I had dysentery and did not
want to provoke my stomach too much. Sri Bhagavan showed His approval of my choice remedy and then spoke
highly of the efficacy of a kanji that was made from rice water, dried ginger, coriander and rock salt. Given my
condition, I was pleasantly  surprised when Bhagavan told me that kanji was about to appear on the Asramam menu.
Sri Bhagavan rarely indicated His preferences when food was about to be served to Him, but He had been heard
to extol the virtues of kanji so highly, the cooks had decided to prepare some. Sri Bhagavan liked a simple diet
Himself, but the cooks and devotees who supplied Him with food generally insisted on giving Him more elaborate
dishes since they felt that serving simple dishes showed a lack of devotion!

After telling me about this recipe for kanji, Sri Bhagavan remarked, 'People do not realize how wholesome kanji is,
and how tasty. The simple dishes are the best. When I lived on the Hill, Keeraipatti used to collect leaves from
the Hill and prepare whole meals out of them. Even though she was half blind, she would locate them on the Hill
and make delicious dishes out of them. In those days, we would make kanji plus one vegetable dish from everything
that was available. None of the fine dishes they make here now can equal the simple fare we enjoyed then.
People here do not realize how much enjoyments there is in such a simple meal.'               

'People who eat rich dishes all the time have no appreciation of how a poor man loves and enjoys his simple
food.  He comes home hungry after a hard day's work in the fields, and when he sits down for his meal, down
goes the fistful after another until it looks as though he might swallow the plate as well. On the other hand, a
rich man sits down to a meal with all sorts of delicacies served on the expensive plates and then nibbles and sips,
without relishing anything. Mostly, he derives no satisfaction from the rich fare that is spread in front of him.

Sri Bhagavan continued saying that even at Skandasramam, they still used to make kanji, often for workers
who were helping them.  They had employed men to clear the cacti and level the land. They were given a
mid day meal in addition to giving them daily wages. For all of the devotees,  including Bhagaavan, they
used to prepare only two dishes. One a huge pot of kanji and another, all vegetables they happened to have on hand.
The ladle used for stirring and serving was only a branch of a tree. Once He made uppuma out of leaves and ravai.
Everyone enjoyed it. 

(David Godman, The Power of the Presence, Part II)

contd.,

Arunachala Siva.     
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« Reply #1132 on: July 12, 2015, 04:46:50 PM »
T.P. Ramachandra Iyer Reminiscences:


We all worried about Sri Bhagavan's health, particularly in the last few years of His life when it was clear
to everyone that He was getting increasingly feeble and debilitated, but Bhagavan Himself was mostly indifferent
to the various pains and problems that His body attracted. If He had any concern at all, it was that His assorted
body problems might be an inconvenience to the devotees who had come to see Him.  Even then, He was most
unwilling to take any treatment. One day, for example, He vomited in His leaf plate in the dining room. He got up
immediately and went out. Just at that moment, I entered the hall, having come straight from railway station.

On seeing me, Bhagavan said without any preliminaries, 'See what has happened! I vomited  in my plate in the
dining room.  I could not control myself.  How obnoxious!  I don't know how much inconvenience I must have
caused to everyone there.' There was a clear note of sadness in His voice.

'At such times, it is good to drink lemon juice or orange juice', I suggested.

'Who will bring me such things?' asked Bhagavan helplessly. 'Who will bring a lemon or orange now?'

'Why, don't you have any?' I asked Krishnaswami, His attendant, who was standing next to Him.

Krishnaswami remembered that someone had brought a dozen oranges that day. 'They are kept in the store room',
he said. 'I will bring them.'

Even though Bhagavan was physically distressed, He still displayed His usual frugality and His sense of equality.

'Bring only one orange', He said. 'Give half of that to Bhagavan, a quarter to Krishnaswami and the other quarter
to Ramachandara iyer.

Krishnaswami ignored His instruction and brought three oranges, but Bhagavan did not notice. One was cut and
I was given a third of it.

After receiving my share, I said,'Bhagavan, I should get three quarters of an orange, but I have only been given
a third.'  I thought that was the only way of telling Bhagavan that there were three oranges and that we expected
Him to eat one and a half Himself.

'What!' He exclaimed.

'Krishnaswami has brought three oranges', I said, pointing to them.

The other two were also distributed. After eating His share, Bhagavan began to feel comfortable and leaned back,
closing His eyes. Nobody, on this occasion, had bothered to see what had happened to Bhagavan after He vomited.
No one even to tried to inquire if He needed any help.  But Bhagavan, showing His usual consideration, was worrying
whether His vomiting had caused any inconvenience to others.

Who knows what really is happening between Bhagavan and His devotees?  We should be extremely wary about
trying to interpret events such as these because Bhagavan usually acted in response to the states of mind of the
devotees around Him.  Since we do not know what is passing through the minds of devotees as they sit or stand
in Bhagavan's presence, we cannot really be sure that we understand why Bhagavan responds to them in the
way He does.                                               

contd.,

(Compiled by David Godman, The Power of the Presence, Part II)

Arunachla Siva.

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« Reply #1133 on: July 13, 2015, 07:24:45 AM »

Sri Ramachandra Iyer, was a great Tamizh scholar, capable of writing poems in Tamizh. He came to Bhagavan
Ramana for the first time, in Virupaksha Cave. He has composed hundreds of poems on Bhagavan Ramana.
(They have not been printed).

Once in the Hill, Ramachandra Iyer wrote a poem on seeing a dove trapped in hunter's nest like this:
"If the dove could leave the hands of the hunter, it shall fly away from the forest, knowing the danger therein."

Bhagavan Ramana immediately composed a poem meaning:  "The dove escaping from the hunter's hand,
escapes too from the forest, it is said.  When the hunter hunting for the "I" gains freedom, the forest shrinks
into a home."

Contemplating Bhagavan Ramana as Muruga, Iyer composed a poem beginning, "Where is the Javelin?
Where is your mountain? Where are your twelve shoulders, where is your blue-bloomed peacock...?"

Bhagavan replied:

The Javelin, the bright eastern hill, the Mother's milk of grace, the twelve arms, the big blue peacock mind-beguiling,
all these are there in the measure that one lives in the world in fear of Ramana the Mother (in fear of Ramana's mother.)

Arunachala Siva.


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« Reply #1134 on: July 13, 2015, 07:32:26 AM »

Viswanatha Swami says in his Sri Ramana Ashottaram:

Name 48:  Om Sri Dakshinasya Nipaya Namah:

One who equals Sri Dakshinamurty.  Like Sri Dakshinamurty, Bhagavan Ramana also spoke in silence.
Sincere seekers understood His silence, which is the great teaching.

Murugnar used to sing:  "Here is One, who gives you Samadhi without any efforts from you".  This Silence was most potent.  Bhagavan Ramana Himself used to say that the Silence is the uninterrupted speech.  It is one hand clapping
as mentioned by Zen Masters.

There were a few great devotees like Wolter Kiers and Lakshmana Swami, with whom Bhagavan Ramana spoke
almost nothing.  But they understood His silence and became self realized, through Atma Vichara.

50.  Om Sri Dakshinabimukaya Namah:

Though accidentally, Bhagavan Ramana always sat looking at Southern direction.  He is a spiritual north pole.
In Old Hall as well as in Jubilee Hall today, one can see Bhagavan's sofa is facing South.  It is where He was sitting,
during His last year on the earth.  Virupaksha Cave and Skandasramam were also having an entrance facing South
and Bhagavan Ramana was always sitting facing South.

51. Om Sonachala Hrudbuta Skandasrama Niketanaya Namah:

One who stayed in Skandasramam, which is in the shape of a Heart. It is actually the Heart Cave.  Bhagavan Ramana
stayed in Skandasramam for 6 years, say from 1917-1922. It is where Mother Azhagamma came to stay with Him.
Regular simple cooking started from this center.  The fire started by Mother Azhagamma for serving hot food to
devotees, continue even today.  Sri Ramansramam feeds at least 200 persons every session with hot breakfast, lunch
and dinner.  On special days like Jayanti and Mahapuja, it would exceed even 1000.  On Tsuanami day, when people
came from Chennai and Pondicherry and Nagapattinam and surrendered to "this Abode that removes fear in you"
and I am told on that fateful day 3000 persons were fed!  The devotees inside the Old Hall were in meditation hall were watching this mini-dissolution where Siva was dancing with Uma, (Sri Soundarya Lahari).
In recent years, on the Chitra Pournami day, of this year, where the crowd was higher than the usual, the Asramam
fed more than 1000 people during noon and also in the evening.

 
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« Reply #1135 on: July 13, 2015, 09:41:37 AM »
Suri Nagamma Reminiscences:

I decided to remain in the holy atmosphere of Sri Ramanasramam sanctified by the dust of my Guru's feet,
as the best resort for me. I would finish my household duties by 8 am. and go to the Asramam, attend the
Upanishad Parayana, the Abhishekam and so on and return to my house by 10 am. After spending some time
going through the 'Letters', I would have my food, take some rest and finish other household duties. Kunju
Swami and Sri Ramachandra Iyer would come by about 2.30 pm.and I would read the 'Letters' to them in
Telugu. They would greatly enjoy the reading up to 4.30 pm.  I would then go to the Asramam again for
Veda Parayana.  Soon some more devotees started coming to listen to the reading of 'Letters.'.I thus revised
the 'Letters' thoroughly.

One copy of the manuscript of Part II of the 'Letters' was with the Asramam and another in the hands of my
brother. My brother decided to print them.  Sri Dantu Srinivasa Sarma also said that the 'Letters'  could be
published soon without delay as this one would be enough for one to lead a spiritual life.  After the printing,
the Asramam authorities luckily agreed to have the same as their publication.  The book finally appeared as
Asramam publication and was released on the occasion of Bhagavan's Jayanti celebrations in 1953.

In April 1953, I fell sick and became bedridden. As my condition was serious, I was admitted into the
Gosha hospital, Madras, with the help of my sister's son Raghunatha Sarma and an operation was performed
since the doctors felt that there was a tumor in the abdomen which could have become cancerous otherwise.
After a stay of a month in the hospital, I was taken to my brother's house and I had rest for 6 months for
convalescence. 

I joined my brother's family to Kasi for a pilgrimage. I visited Kasi, Gaya and Prayaga with them.  I had a
good darsan of Viswantha and took bath in Ganga, in Manikarnika Ghat.  I also prayed to Vishnu in Gaya.
People used to give up a vegetable, a fruit and a leaf.  Instead one should decide to give up desire for world,
desire for wealth, desire for a son, Eesahana tryam, I thought.

I finally returned to Sri Ramanasramam a month in advance of Sri Bhagavan's Jayanti. On Jayanti day,
an abhishekam was dopne on the Lingam with the Ganga water I had brought and the consecrated water
was distributed to the devotees during the meal in the Asramam. My brother and his family also joined me
in the Asramam for Jayanti celebrations

I continued to live in Arunachala until March 1954. In between I went to my birthplace Kolanukonda and
I felt that I should stay here, praying to Sri Bhogeswara there in the temple on the hill, after my return
from Arunachala.

My brother's third daughter, Vidya's marriage was held in March 1954 and I attended the same in Vijayawada.
Then I came back to Arunachala in time for Bhagavan's Aradhana in April 1954. After Aradhana, I distributed
some of my belongings to Kunju Swami. I took the remaining along with a large photo of Sri Bhagavan and
started staying in Kolanukonda, which was only a few miles from Vijayawada, where my brother was staying.
The devotees in Arunachala suggested that I should come to Arunachala at least for every Jayanti and
Aradhana.

I stayed in Kolanukonda between May 1954 to March 1959. I regularly visited the Asramam for Jayanti
and Aradhana every year staying there for at least a month each time.

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« Reply #1136 on: July 13, 2015, 02:21:47 PM »
T.P. Ramachandra Iyer Reminiscences:

Sri Bhagavan's attitude towards giving out teachings illustrates this very well. A lot of people are under the
impression that Bhagavan talked advaitic philosophy all the time and prescribed self inquiry to everyone
who asked for His advice. This is simply not so. Bhagavan gave out different advice to different people.  He
would see their level of development and their temperament and react accordingly.  One devotee might ask
a question and be given an answer.  If another devotee asked the same question a few minutes later, He
might give a different answer, so different in fact that it would contradict the first one.  If each of these
devotees acted on Bhagavan's advice, with full faith in its efficacy, each would find that Bhagavan's grace
was flowing into him.

I can give a good illustration of Bhagavan giving out contradictory advice by recounting two incidents that
happened in the Hall. A blind devotee called Kannappa once came to Bhagavan.

While talking about this Kannappa, Sri Bhagavan remarked, 'Those who listen to his singing will forget the
difference between day and night.'

'Then why does he not sing?' I asked.

Kannappa then sang some songs from the Tirupugazh of Arunagiri Natha.  His singing was very sweet and
his devotion brought tears to our eyes. We completely forgot ourselves. Soon afterwards the bell rang for lunch.
Sri Bhagavan got up and rubbed His knees.  Before He had chance to leave, I told Him how impressed I had
been with the singing.

'How beautifully he sang!  What melody and what devotion!' I said.

'Not only that, he can imitate anyone,' said Bhagavan as He was crossing the Hall.

Before He left He turned back towards me and added, 'Yes, he sang beautifully. But what is it to us? If we get
immersed in that devotion we will be carried away.  Then it will be difficult for us to get out of it.'

On another occasion the famous singer Sri Dilip Kumar Roy  came from Pondicherry and sang beautifully before                 
Bhagavan. When the bell rang for lunch, Sri Roy put down his instrument, put his palms together in a gesture
of respect and said to Bhagavan, 'I do not practice any yoga, nor do I know any philosophy. All I know is singing.
My heart and my emotions have merged in this music. I want to reach God's feet by following this path. Do I
have any hope?  All I have is this little devotion, and that too I get only through singing.'

Bhagavan replied, 'Yes. It is enough. It will take you to higher levels.'

When I translated these words for Sri Roy, he felt so buoyed up by them, he touched Bhagavan's feet again and again.

After he had left the Hall, Bhagavan turned towards me and said, 'Bhakti is the mother of Jnana. Tell him that.'

I called to Roy and translated this additional remark for him. It pleased him so much, he again repeatedly touched
Bhagavan's feet.  (See also 'Day by Day..' of A. Devaraja Mudaliar).

In Kannappa's case, Sri Bhagavan cautioned us against devotional emotion, whereas in Roy's case He said that
bhakti was enough.  Bhagavan had the ability to discern which path would benefit each devotee. He would
encourage us all to follow the path He knew would be easiest for us, and in the process He would occasionally
discourage us from digressing into other forms of Sadhana.

(Compiled by David Godman, The Power of the Presence, Part II)

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« Reply #1137 on: July 13, 2015, 03:02:49 PM »
T.P.Ramachandra Iyer's Reminiscences:

I can remember another occasion when Bhagavan made a remark that was so unusual, it was clearly meant for
one devotee alone.  When the Asramam Post Office was opened, a high official for the postal department, whose
only son had died, came with his wife to the Asramam. He spoke to Bhagavan about his loss,

'We loved the boy very much.  After his death, we have known neither happiness nor peace.  We have been
wandering aimlessly ever since. We have only one desire left, but our attachment to it is deep. Can we see
our son in our next birth?'

Everyone in the Hall laughed.

On hearing us react in this way, the official said, 'I have never been to any ashram before, nor do I know how
to talk to Mahatmas. If what I said was wrong, please excuse me.'

Bhagavan, who had been leaning back on His sofa, sat up and spoke to him.

'First learn the proper meaning and relationship of father, son, and rebirth. If you know this, you can then think
of then next birth.'

The gentleman raised an objection.

'Bhagavan, I know nothing about all these things, nor do I need them. I never bother about Jnana and renunciation.
Just tell me this. I do not expect anything more from you. Will I be able to see my son in my next birth?'

Bhagavan leaned forward, raised His hands, as if to assure the man, and replied, 'Yes, you will see him. In your
next birth you will see your son as clearly as you saw him in this birth.'

This remark made the man extremely happy.

'Yes, Bhagavan', he said, 'that is what I wanted.'

He touched Bhagavan's feet many times and went away in a very contented mood.

After after he had left, I said,'Bhagavan, why did you speak like this?  How is it possible?'

Bhagavan replied, 'What can I do? If I had not spoken in this way, his faith would have been shattered to its
foundations.'

I was still skeptical. To clear my doubts, Bhagavan asked me to get a copy of the Bhagavad Gita.  He showed
me the following verse and asked me to to read it.

"Knowledge should be given according to one's ability to grasp it. If we teach philosophy to those who are
not ready to receive it, their faith will be totally shattered."

(Compiled by David Godman, The Power of the Presence, Part II)

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« Reply #1138 on: July 13, 2015, 04:46:09 PM »
T.P. Ramachandra Iyer Reminiscences:

There are many cases where it is relatively easy to understand why Bhagavan behaved in a particular way.
But there were exchanges in the Hall, that were far more mysterious and which may never be explained.
One man, for example, came all the way from America to see Bhagavan. He sat in front of Him for three
hours and then went away with no intention of coming back.

I asked Bhagavan, 'What is this?  He came here all the way from such a far off place and stayed only for three
hours.  What did he learn?'

Bhagavan replied, 'He came for a particular purpose.  He had my darshan and I had his darshan.  His mission
was over. Why should he stay any longer?'

I doubt if anyone will ever know what happened during those three hours. The man himself left without
even leaving his name, and Bhagavan declined to make any further comment on the incident.

(Compiled by David Godman, The Power of the Presence, Part II)

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« Reply #1139 on: July 14, 2015, 09:29:54 AM »
Suri Nagamma Reminiscences:

Several devotees of Bhagavan requested the Asramam authorities to publish Parts III, IV, and V of 'Letters.'
But somehow nothing got done. Hence in 1958, the third part was published by my elder brother under the
name Ramana Lekhavali with an introduction by Sri Veluri Sivarama Sastri.  Parts IV and V were serialized
in the weekly journal Andhra Prabha, one letter each issue. Eventually, the Asramam itself published Parts
III, IV, and V.  At the request of the Asramam authorities, the letters were translated into English by my
brother, Sri D.S. Sastri and published by them in due course.

Within a short time of my shifting to Kolanukonda, I developed high blood pressure. No doctor was available
and no medicines available. Since I did not want to stay in family atmosphere, my brother, with Bhagavan's
grace constructed for my use a small terraced house on his site in Vijayawada.  Here, he said that there
would be adequate medical help and my eldest brother Sri D. Seshadri Sastri was also staying.

The house was ready by March 1959. Holding Sri Bhagavan's photo in front of me, I entered my new home.
Some devotees had named the house 'Ramana Sadanam' and also fixed a name board. Since then, every
morning there has been a Parayana of Ramana Chatvarimsath and Ramana's 108 names and every evening
Upadesa Saram and Stotras in praise of Bhagavan. For sometime there was also puja, Veda Parayana and
discourses every month on Punarvasu star day.

My elder brother felt that the photo of Bhagavan that I had was too small and so sent from Madras, a big
photo with a stand to hold it. It is in front of this photo that we conducted religious discourses. Every
Friday, some gentlemen gathered together and spent a while in prayer and meditation. Letters from
Ramanasramam also was read. In this way, Ramana Sadanam has become a part of meeting place for
devotees in Andhra Pradesh.

Sri Seshagiri Rao, who was living in the opposite house obtained Asramam publications and kept them
for sale. In this manner, Ramana's teachings were also getting spread in Andhra Pradesh. Since I was
not having enough strength, I have been going to Arunachala only once a year for Aradhana. The Jayanti
and Deepam festivals were celebrated in the house itself.

Suri Nagamma Reminiscences - concluded. (From her book 'My Life at Sri Ramanasramam'.)


Arunachala Siva.