Saileelamrutha

A heavy bundle I picked up on my way home For all my pain and anxiety it was to blame So heavy was it that disoriented I felt Lost the way and then did I fret I sometimes kept the bundle down in pain Futile exercise it was with no gain I came across a fakir sitting near a neem tree He asked me to keep the bundle down and feel free I sat down in the tree's shade by his feet I told him everything around me was like the Labyrinth of Crete He said "Sit still and be quiet" "I will do the rest" Suddenly I was at home, feeling all light I finally saw daylight after a long night Gu means darkness it is known Ru means destroyer of great renown The guru is the destroyer of the darkness of ignorance Only resorting to his lotus feet should be given prominence Submit speech,hearing, actions and ego to him Bask in his immeasurable grace at his blissful realm When the cold winds of life in the form of problems make you shiver Wrap yourselves in the shawl called his devotion,

I lost my most prized posession It was my greatest obsession I went to search for it in the forest I got lost at the earliest Wandering I came across a neem tree There sat a guide looking at me He said he would get me my posession but not for free In return all he asked was a small fee Asked he two coins from me I gladly gave the required fee He showed me paths nine Any I can take it would be fine I tried little by little paths each The guide was always within my reach There were fierce tigers,wolves and cheetas causing fear They however kept away as my guide was always near After traversing the paths came a pond There was nothing within it or in and around "I" jumped into it and it submerged "me" Only the guide remained, there was now nothing but he I realized that my most prized posession was he And that "I" was none other than he The guru alone is the only reality All else is a delusion in our mentality Surrender yourself to the Guru He will take yo

My Obescience to Lord Ganesha Queller of Obstacles the Ganadeesha My prayer to Mother Sharadha I beseech her to help me sing the glory of Lord Shankara I then pray to Mother Chandala Parameshwari and Sangameshwara with all my heart They are family deities on my part I then pray at the lotus feet of my Sadguru Sainath To help me sing his glory, glory be to Sadgurunath Listen here to the story of Lord Shankara The renunciate incarnation of Lord Shiva It was during the Kali yuga the time running Righteousness was down and unrighteousness was ascending The heretical scriptures of the Atheists and the Agnostics Were revered more than the holy Vedas When the agnostics and atheists rejoiced In having Sanathana Dharma decried When ritualistic worship was of Sanathana Dharma the emperor And black magic and superstitions were his minister and foremost courtier There rose in all three worlds a cry Let the river of Sanathana

Who are thy blessed parents oh Guru some asked, Brahma is my father and Maya my mother to some he said To some more he said he was the blessed son of a Brahmin couple Who handed him over to a divine fakir when young Who is thy Sadguru , oh lord of all creatures some asked Venkusa he said to some To some he said Roshan Shah Mia And to some he merely said it was the fakir What is reality some asked To which "Allah Malik " is what he said To some it is Brahman he said To some others, look within he said People have tried in vain Information about your origin to gain Only to realize that there is no beginning Nor is there any ending There is only one answer that they had That you are none other than god You alone are reality, all else an illusion He who realizes this, is rid of all confusion The Sadguru's feet alone is the source of all happiness Seeking anything anywhere else is meaningless Let me always remember you in my mind Reside in my heart and may you ever be tow

One day, my friends and I Came to a clearing in a think, dark, dense, forest Through the leaves streamed sunlight "Wherefrom comes this light?" I asked One friend said "From nowhere" "I do not see it's source, so it cannot exist" Another friend said "It must have an all powerful source but it must be formless and nameless, since I cannot see it" Another friend with a sharp eyesight saw a little of the sun In a small gap between two branches "I see it's source, all bright and powerful" "And it has form too for I have seen it with my eyes" At that moment I saw a fakir sitting near a tree We all went to him and asked "Wherefrom comes this light?" "Which one amongst us is right?" The fakir said "Close your eyes" "Now where is the light that you saw?" At that moment the darkness cleared And we were in a green pasture There was light everywhere And there was no darkness At that moment

Om Jai Sai Ram! It so often happens to us all that we seek happiness outside us. I will become happy when I get a new Kindle, when I buy a car, when I get a job, when I marry that girl. We are seeking something in things that are perishable. Can we really get everlasting happiness from any of these? On contemplating it is so easy to see that we cannot. Then what is it that we crave for in life? Why this life and it's many manifestations? Why the starry heavens and why the green earth? In all this, we try often to get something that makes us fearless, free from worries and happy. Now this is what we must seek. And where does one seek them. As the great sages and saints have said, one must look within. I write this, yet Maya (Illusory power of god) teases me often. When great men fall pray to her, what of me? I often forget the timeless principle of looking within and seek comfort outside. Only when Sadguru is remembered, Maya is forgotten. Baba often used to say "He who rememb

2 coins I lost, and went in search of gold Gold turned to be elusive and ethereal Disappointed, I returned home To find the two coins there I gave that to my guru and he filled my coffers With treasure eternal and infinite. Dedicated to the Lotus feet of the Sadguru Anantha Koti Brahmanda Nayaka Raja Dhi Raja Yogiraja Parabrahma Shree Satchitananda Sadguru Sainath Maharaj ki Jai! Avadhoota Chintana Shree Gurudeva Datta! Shree Gurudeva Datta! Shree Gurudeva Datta! Bow to Shree Sai! Peace be to all!

I saw on the other side of the bank a glitter Gold it must be, thought I, with all the intelligence I could muster To reach there, I went in search of a boat A big river it was, like around a fortress a moat I met on the way a fakir At a place I thought unlikely and queer "Where art thou going?", he asked me With a compassionate smile and a calm countenance asked he Said I, "Yonder to the other side of the river bank" "In search of gold and happiness let me be frank" "But do you know where exists this gold?" he asked "The gold is by a dense forest masked" "There are dangerous tigers, wolves and hayeenas in this forest Do not be foolish in going there alone, this is my request" "I do not need any advice", said I And onwards in quest of boat went I In quest of a boat, canoe or bridge I walked and walked till I reached the edge A bridge I finally did see Across the river it took me I searched there all day long Found no