Saileelamrutha

Om Jai Sai Ram! I recently read a quote by the great sage Bhagavan Shree Ramana Maharishi : “Surrender is a mighty prayer”. It is also the most difficult form of prayer I feel. All highly enlightened souls whether they pursued bhakthi (Devotion) or Jnana (Knowledge) have arrived at this conclusion. The supreme incarnation of Lord Dattatreya Shree Shirdi Sai Baba has said “Why fear when I’m here?”. He has also said “ I am ever living to help and guide all who come to me, who surrender to me and who seek refuge in me.” Another incarnation of Lord Dattatreya Shree Swami Samarth has said “Why do you worry? I am right behind you!” (Bihu na ko, me thujha patishi aahe). We read these statements often when we visit the temple or read books on great saints. Look at any religion and God has always assured that he will protect his devotees. The stories of great Devotees like Markandeya, Dhruva, Ashtavakra and Prahlada are living testament to this. There is a famous Sufi song, where the devote

Om Jai Sai Ram! This world is verily like a pit infested with poisonous snakes. Circumstances in life are like deadly reptiles which evoke a plethora of negative emotions in us. One is forever dying a slow death in this pit expecting happiness from it. All it gives is pain followed by more pain. Heart ache and pain are rife. However, when the Sadguru appears above us and covers the dark pit with his effulgent radience, we realize that the snakes are an illusion. We mistake the ropes for snakes and we suffer endlessly. The Sadguru can make us forget this illusory snake pit and lead us to the garden of blissful paradise which is our original home. Often us devotees are drowned in a quagmire of problems which overwhelm us at every turn. If we turn to the Sadguru and happily clasp his lotus feet isntead of trying to be cleaver, the problems vanish like darkness before light. The storm which seemed life threatening goes away at the Sadguru's command to give way to life giving sun shi

When the huge armies of Jarasansha, Poundraka and Shalva stood Marvelling at the beauty of Mother Rukmini near the temple of the mother of the universe You appeared like a lion snatching it's prey from cowardly jackals You quelled Rukmi's arrogance and put him in his place You satisfied the innermost prayer of Mother Rukmini And made her your consort at your hallowed city of Dwaraka The worldly life is like swimming in an ocean of fire Happiness here seems unattainable and elusive People you love the most tend to hurt you with their words and deeds Why oh why did I ever fall in love oh slayer of Mura A thousand serrated arrows of unrequited wishes pierce my soul Speaking my mind against this injustice only results in pain more foul Give me the strength to detach from these wordly attachments And let my tongue sing your gloried and hear your divine sport Happiness lies only at your feet and nowhere else This was realised by Rantideva, Amb

The King of kings came in the guise of a fakir And threw open the coffers of his treasure to the faithful With patience the apostle of love earned this wealth And like a philanthropist started distributing the wealth The self made billionaire among billionaires went about Looking for a spiritual son to continue the good work Then came a young gentleman dressed impeccably dressed He became the rightful heir to the wealth of the universe The care taker of the universe said, come take this wealth Not recognizing the treasure's worth I walked towards the cunning merchants After haggling with the merchants long and hard I bought the wares that I did not need I ran after the counterfeit money that was required To do transactions with the merchants of the world Forgetting the real treasure trove hidden near the neem tree I ran after ephemeral treasure which excites the sense organs I gave myself away without prudence to the people of the world I got o

My Sadguru came home yesterday I was pining for the him day by day I tread a thorny path bereft of any shoes Every person I meet seems to have a forked tongue Insults hurled one after the other hurt My body like a million serrated arrows Your lover does not get respected amidst the merchants of the world Always the lover is trod upon By the cruel beings of the world Not a single shoulder to lean on No one to turn to in these depressing times I pined for the arrival of the Sadguru Whose acceptance alone matters in this world You came to my house blessing one and all Tears of pain were replaced by those of happiness As I clung to the treasure trove of the Sadguru's feet I realized that nothing else really matters in the world The dreary mountain of expectations of happiness from the world vanished To make room for the spotless brilliance of the Sadguru's grace

As I walked into the office, pondering over what would make me feel better. That made me realize that I was not feeling good. I was feeling blue. Why I wondered? I changed the question a little. What is it that has made me feel bad. I realized that there was something that I wanted badly. Something that I would have really enjoyed had it happened. It has not happened yet. And unfortunately, every day I am somehow reminded of that fact. Today somehow I wanted to bring a closure to the issue. How do I do it I wondered. I then saw the calendar lying on my desk. There was a saying of Lord Sainath before today's date. It was "Poverty is better than Kingship. The lord is always with the poor". I had always understood this statement to allude to Sainath's fakiri (medicant lifestyle) . Haven't poets sung time and again looking at Baba's magnificent form "You wear the garb of a fakir but in reality you are the emperor of emperors. You are the almighty God who