This New Year

MAHASHIVRATRI- AOL

14th July 2017.

An international color to a Hindu festival Mahasivratri....

# The 'mamopartha-samastha- durodhachayadwara..." ritual...with right - fist - on - left - palm sankalpa.. .

# 70 odd countries mix in a 150000 human mass under the clear sky, doing as told....

# A four hour upward journey transcending all pettiness ...

# Om Namashivaya namsankeetans in an outbreak of global vocal synergy....

# Soul - stirring Vedic chants reverberating in the cool scented spirtual air...

# Is this hysteria, faith or frenzy ? Exemplary Tolerance ?  A Vasudeva kudumbakam in the making ?

# Citizens of all color.. creed.. caste ...shaking a leg..Senior citizens too (I smuggled myself in here)....

Lord Shiva would endorse all this. Can happen only in this enthralling venue. Blessed I was.

Long way to unravel spirituality. But looks like i am on track.

Thanks AoL team. Thanks Shrey and others..

OM NAMASHIVAYA.

On meeting Guruji at the airport...

12th July 2017

Love is a many splendoured thing.

I had the privilege of meeting GURUJI at such close quarters at the airport this evening thanks to our ever- dependable Shrey.

Argentina, Seattle, and devotees from as far as Boston had arrived at the airport just then for the WCF... unsettling me as I was getting nervous and jittery about my first meeting.

Believe me .....for me this was the first time and I was speechless in wonder finally  seeing him floating into my range of vision. Stunned into a sheepish mode I was paralysed and ran out of words till Shrey prompted me to speak out. When I sought his Blessings he asked me my name....

To me Bhakti was never something I experienced. I am a seeker....one of this inane humanity. Simple and innocently selfish...perhaps.

I am however content tonight....for the time being. Feel like I did 4 advance courses. Ha.Ha.

When the world sways to his grace....there is innate pride. An unspoken unconditional connect. I can call this bhakti. Yes I have become spiritual...I am sure. Om Om Om

Jai Gurudev....

Trust me, babe...!!!

Dec 1998

As I flounder in an abstract air of uncertainty

with a load weighing heavily now in me

seeking just one possible escape route…

.. the wicked mind whizzes past a million

incoherent sequences that bring chaos and controversy

encompassing myriad patterns of eventualities;

Shaken terribly by the supposed aftermath

of this unintended mental exercise, I cease to react …

as your frail form quietly drifts into my mind’s vision.

You have borne me and my follies dear...

no not any less than my mother did;

jointly we’ve waded thru clear and troubled waters this far…

And now when time like speeding stations from an express train

leaves behind a horde of events so mixed …

with you darling a decent destination we’ll soon find.

Trust me !

Lààta...The refresher.

That ceasefire Smile...
that quickfire sparkle;
remedy post an outage..
ever at ease to leverage
the Clan's warm lineage..

In all our troubled times
you rise duty bound..;
reach out to assuage,
withdraw to cement...
any unseen wound.

Now there to light up..
ever to lean on ;
now there to rear ..
even there to mother.
Yes we will all recall...!

Complex inner emotion
dilutes your ..
vague nuclear vision
and exposes...
'Laata the Phenomenon'

With Time and its' passage
the mind stays trained..
the body strained..
and some image,
stained...

Say your say like you always do..
Stay your way like we
all know you.
Sway all day
Dear...Laatoo..!

She-bliss

My life had twisted and
you filled in
to flow
like in fiction.
Walkways opened,
Bridges arose and
Lo ..you set us back in motion..!

Tying tongues that wagged,
clubbing heads that shook..
you braved in with firm resolve  ;
that opened the skies and
stifled the heat,
a new rainbow
began to evolve.

When its dark dear ..
right out of a nightmare i snuggle closer
to you and connect..
there is comfort in the touch,
in the thought
that with you our lives will be
picture perfect..