By Sri Chiraan 2009/02/28
Ninth lord exalted in the kendra aspected by Jupiter, man acquires
everything in his life by luck and grace of the Guru.
Once there was a simple, poor, average Bramhin. [Not very brilliant or
charismatic]. But he had immense faith and devotion in Shri Raghavendra
Swamiji. He was serving Swamiji with single minded reverence. After many years
of worship and service, he decided to visit his native place and his parents.
To take the leave of the Guru he waited patiently at the gates of the abode of
his Holiness Shri Raghavendra Swamiji. Swamiji had just finished his daily
chores was out from the toilet, and was washing the hands with the soil in the
garden.
The disciple wished the guru, and insisted on giving him some momento to
carry home from the Guruji. Guru picked up the mrittika [soil] from the earth
and gave him. He happily [and piously] tied it into his angavastra [mufler
cloth], and set out for the village. All the while thoughts criss-crossed his
mind, that he had served the teacher for so long, Swamiji was known to change
people’s life, but nothing actually did happen in his case. Perhaps [he thought
to himself ], I was not very bright student and thus did not deserve any
special attention. Or may be I had not impressed him by my service. Well just
accepting the fate, the lad set out towards the goal.
Night fell on; thus he had to take shelter in the nearby village. It so
happened he slept in the verandah of a noted rich noble family of the village.
Now this family had history of miscarriages and birth of dead child from many
years. There was no male issued to the lady of the house except for a grown up
daughter. For past ten years every child born was dying under mysterious
conditions. Today also the lady was about to give the birth.
In the midnight a huge Rakshas appeared at the door of the noble man.
But this day Rakshasa was not able to enter the house, as a fire was emanating
from the doorstep. It so happened that our hero [disciple] was sleeping with
the angavastra, [the one which contained the soil from the Swamiji] under his
head near the doorstep in the verandah. Rakshasa woke him up, somehow the lad
was not afraid a bit at the sight of a gigantic huge demon. Instead sleepily he
rebooked him, Rakshas said, his prey was about to take birth and he was unable
to enter the house. What was it he was carrying in the mufler. Feeling insecure
the disciple hid his mufler and shyed away from the demon. Not to part with it
as it was a momento of the Swamiji. A tussle arose between the two, angered
disciple hit the demon with the mufler. Demon died on the spot.
Day broke out, and people were surprised to see the huge demon dead at
the doorstep of the noblemen, and inside the lady had delivered a baby boy,
ha;e and healthy. Now understanding the mystery behind their misfortune, they
thanked the Bramhin.
Thinking the disciple to be very blessed personality and also being
indebted to him, the noble chief offered his daughter to him, and also his half
wealth. He called upon his parents and with a great pomp and show, married the
couples off, gifting them all the amenities of house utensils, ornaments,
clothes, and chieftainship of village as livelihood, and many more gifts. The
couple and family lived happily by the grace of Shri Raghavendra swamiji. So
much for a average man’s selfless service.
Pujyaya Raghavendraya Satyadharma ratayacha !Bhajatam kalpavrukshaya
namatam kamdhenave!!
Krishnarpanamastu
