Tuesday, November 15, 2011

 
Oats dosa

Ingredients:


3/4 cup - quick cook oats
1/2 cup - rice flour
1/4 cup - rawa or wheat flour
1 - green chilli, chopped
1 tbsp - coriander leaves, chopped
1 tsp - ginger, chopped
1 tsp - cumin seeds
1 tsp - pepper
1 - onion, chopped
Salt as needed
Water as needed

Method:

Make a thin batter of the all the ingredients except onion.
Heat dosa pan and sprinkle the onions and then pour the batter to make dosa.
Sprinkle little oil.
Cook in medium flame and no need to flip, when the dosa becomes golden brown, take out and transfer to the serving plate.
Enjoy with sambhar or any chutney.
Oats idli

A high fibre breakfast is the best way to lose weight as it takes a while to digest and gives you a feeling of fullness that lasts until lunch time. And what better way to take in fibre than to include oats? So, here we are with a selection of easy-to-make, delicious recipes where oats has been adapted to the Indian cuisine making it palatable and healthy.


Ingredients:

1 cup - oats
1/2 cup - wheat rava
1/2 cup - curd
Vegetables of your choice, as needed
1/2 cup + more - water, if needed
Salt to taste
1/2 tsp - Eno fruit salt
Lemon juice from 1/2 of a lemon
2 - green chillies, finely chopped 2
1 tbsp - chopped coriander leaves
1 tsp - chopped ginger

To temper:
1 tsp - oil
3/4 tsp - mustard
1 tsp - urad dal
1 tsp - channa dal
1 sprig - curry leaves

Method:

Dry roast oats for 3 minutes on a medium flame until a nice aroma arises.
Powder it coarsely after it cools down.
Heat a pan with oil and temper the items in the table ‘To temper’, followed by the veggies and ginger, green chillies and coriander leaves. Give it a quick fry and add the wheat rava and fry for a minute over a medium flame.

Transfer to a mixing bowl, add salt, curd, lemon juice, water as required and make a batter similar in consistency to idli batter; mix well. Add Eno fruit salt just before making the idlies and mix well.

This will give you a frothy/airy batter which gives soft spongy idlies.

Pour the batter into greased the idli plate and cook as you would the regular idlies but for some more time, say 10-15 minutes, until done.

Serve hot with a chutney of your choice.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

An Eye Opener

HOW WASTEFUL WAS OUR OLDER GENERATION?







In the line at the store, the cashier told the older woman that she should bring her own grocery bag because plastic bags weren't good for the environment.







The woman apologized to him and explained: "We didn't have the green




thing back in my day."







The clerk responded: "That's our problem today. The former generation did not care enough to save our environment."





He was right, that generation didn't have the green thing in its day.
Back then, they returned their milk bottles, soda bottles and beer bottles to the store.







The store sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilised and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over and over. So they really were recycled.




But they didn't have the green thing back in that customer's day.
In her day, they walked up stairs, because they didn't have an escalator in every store and office building. They walked to the grocery store and didn't climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time they had to go two blocks.




But she was right. They didn't have the green thing in her day.
Back then, they washed the baby's nappies because they didn't have the throw-away kind. They dried clothes on a line, not in an energy-gobbling machine burning up 240 volts - wind and solar power really did dry the clothes.







Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing.







But that old lady is right; they didn't have the green thing back in her day.




Back then, they had one TV, or radio, in the house not a TV in every room. And the TV had a small screen the size of a handkerchief, not a screen the size of the Scotland. In the kitchen, they blended and stirred by hand because they didn't have electric machines to do everything.
When they packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, they used a wadded up old newspaper to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap.




Back then, they didn't fire up an engine and burn petrol just to cut the lawn. They used a push lawn mower that ran on human power. They exercised by working so they didn't need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity.







But she's right; they didn't have the green thing back then.




They drank from a glass tumbler when they were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time they had a drink of water. They refilled their writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and they replaced the razor blades in a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull.




But they didn't have the green thing back then.




Back then, people took the tram or a bus and kids rode their bikes to school or rode the school bus instead of turning their mothers and fathers into a 24-hour taxi service. They had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And they didn't need a computerised gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 2,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest pizza joint.




But isn't it sad the current generation laments how wasteful the old folks were just because they didn't have the green thing back then?




Tuesday, January 4, 2011

108 Sharana Ghosham

With Mandalam coming up this month, To all Ayyappas devotees.

108 Sharana Ghoshams - Swamiye Saranam Ayyappa!

1. Om swamiyae saranam ayyappa

2. Om harihara sutane saranam ayyappa

3. Om kannimoola ganapati bhagavaanae saranam ayyappa

4. Om Shakti vadivelan sodaranae Saranam Ayyappa

5. Om Maalikappurattu manjammadevi lokamathavae Saranam Ayyappa

6. Om Vaavar Swamiyae Saranam Ayyappa

7. Om Karuppanna Swamiyae Saranam Ayyappa

8. Om Periya kadutta Swamiyae Saranam Ayyappa

9. Om Siriya kadutta Swamiyae Saranam Ayyappa

10. Om Vanadevata maarae Saranam Ayyappa

11. Om Durga bhagavati maarae Saranam Ayyappa

12. Om Achchan kovil arasae Saranam Ayyappa

13. Om Anaatha rakshakanae Saranam Ayyappa

14. Om Anna dhana prabhuvae Saranam Ayyappa

15. Om Achcham tavirpavanae Saranam Ayyappa

16. Om Ambalathu arasanae Saranam Ayyappa

17. Om Abhaya daayakanae Saranam Ayyappa

18. Om Ahandai azhippavanae Saranam Ayyappa

19. Om Ashtasiddhi daayakanae Saranam Ayyappa

20. Om Andinorai aadarikkum deivamae Saranam Ayyappa

21. Om Azhutayil vaasanae Saranam Ayyappa

22. Om Aaryangaavu Ayyaavae Saranam Ayyappa

23. Om Aapad baandhavanae Saranam Ayyappa

24. Om Ananda jyotiyae Saranam Ayyappa

25. Om Aatma swaroopiyae Saranam Ayyappa

26. Om Aanaimukhan thambiyae Saranam Ayyappa

27. Om lrumudi priyanae Saranam Ayyappa

28. Om lnnalai teerppavanae Saranam Ayyappa

29. Om ega para suka daayakanae Saranam Ayyappa

30. Om idaya kamala vaasanae Saranam Ayyappa

31. Om Eedillaa inbam alippavanae Saranam Ayyappa

32. Om Umaiyaval baalakanae Saranam Ayyappa

33. Om Oomaikku arul purindavanae Saranam Ayyappa

34. Om Oozhvinai akatruvonae Saranam Ayyappa

35. Om Ookkam alippavanae Saranam Ayyappa

36. Om Engum niraindoenae Saranam Ayyappa

37. Om Enillaa roopanae Saranam Ayyappa

38. Om En kula deivamae Saranam Ayyappa

39. Om En guru naathanae Saranam Ayyappa

40. Om Erumeli vaazhum kraada -shaastaavae Saranam Ayyappa

41. Om Engum nirainda naada brahmamae Saranam Ayyappa

42. Om Ellorkkum arul puribavanae Saranam Ayyappa

43. Om Aetrumaanoorappan maganae Saranam Ayyappa

44. Om Aekaantha vaasiyae Saranam Ayyappa

45. Om Aezhaikkarul puriyum eesanae Saranam Ayyappa

46. Om Aindumalai vaasanae Saranam Ayyappa

47. Om Aiyyangal teerppavanae Saranam Ayyappa

48. Om Opillaa maanikkamae Saranam Ayyappa

49. Om Omkaara parabramamae Saranam Ayyappa

50. Om Kaliyuga varadanae Saranam Ayyappa

51. Om Kan.kanda deivamae Saranam Ayyappa

52. Om Kambankudiku udaiya naathanae Saranam Ayyappa

53. Om Karunaa samudramae Saranam Ayyappa

54. Om Karpoora jyotiyae Saranam Ayyappa

55. Om Sabari giri vaasanae Saranam Ayyappa

56. Om Shatru samhaara moortiyae Saranam Ayyappa

57. Om Sharanaagata rakshakanae Saranam Ayyappa

58. Om Sharana ghosha priyanae Saranam Ayyappa

59. Om Shabarikku arul purindavanae Saranam Ayyappa

60. Om Shambhukumaaranae Saranam Ayyappa

61. Om Satya swaroopanae Saranam Ayyappa

62. Om Sankatam teerppavanae Saranam Ayyappa

63. Om Sanchalam azhippavanae Saranam Ayyappa

64. Om Shanmukha sodaranae Saranam Ayyappa

65. Om Dhanvantari moortiyae Saranam Ayyappa

66. Om Nambinorai kaakkum deivamae Saranam Ayyappa

67. Om Narttana priyanae Saranam Ayyappa

68. Om Pantala raajakumaaranae Saranam Ayyappa

69. Om Pambai baalakanae Saranam Ayyappa

70. Om Parasuraama poojithanae Saranam Ayyappa

71. Om Bhakta jana rakshakanae Saranam Ayyappa

72. Om Bhakta vatsalanae Saranam Ayyappa

73. Om Paramashivan puthiranae Saranam Ayyappa

74. Om Pambaa vaasanae Saranam Ayyappa

75. Om Parama dayaalanae Saranam Ayyappa

76. Om Manikanda porulae Saranam Ayyappa

77. Om Makara jyotiyae Saranam Ayyappa

78. Om Vaikkathu appan makanae Saranam Ayyappa

79. Om Kaanaka vaasanae Saranam Ayyappa

80. Om Kulattu puzhai baalakanae Saranam Ayyappa

81. Om Guruvaayoorappan makanae Saranam Ayyappa

82. Om Kaivalya pada daayakanae Saranam Ayyappa

83. Om Jaati mata bhedam illathavanae Saranam Ayyappa

84. Om Shivashakti Aikya svaroopanae Saranam Ayyappa

85. Om Sevippavarku aananda moorthiyae Saranam Ayyappa

86. Om Dushtar bhayam neekkubavanae Saranam Ayyappa

87. Om Devaadi devanae Saranam Ayyappa

88. Om Devargal tuyaram teerppavanae Saranam Ayyappa

89. Om Devendra poojitanae Saranam Ayyappa

90. Om Naaraayananmynthanae Saranam Ayyappa

91. Om Neiabhisheka priyanae Saranam Ayyappa

92. Om Pranava svaroopanae Saranam Ayyappa

93. Om Paapa samhaara moortiyae Saranam Ayyappa

94. Om Paayaasanna priyanae Saranam Ayyappa

95. Om Vanpuli vaagananae Saranam Ayyappa

96. Om Varapradaayaganae Saranam Ayyappa

97. Om Bhaagavatottamanae Saranam Ayyappa

98. Om Ponambala vaasanae Saranam Ayyappa

99. Om Mohini sutane Saranam Ayyappa

100. Om Mohana roopanae Saranam Ayyappa

101. Om Villan villaali veeranae Saranam Ayyappa

102. Om Veeramani kantanae Saranam Ayyappa

103. Om Sadguru nathanae Saranam Ayyappa

104. Om Sarva rokanivaarakanae Saranam Ayyappa

105. Om Sachithananda sorupiyae Saranam Ayyappa

106. Om Sarvaabheestha thayakanae Saranam Ayyappa

107. Om Saasvatapadam alippavanae Saranam Ayyappa

108. Om Patinettaam padikkutaiyanaadhane Saranam Ayyappa


Swamiye Saranam Ayyappa


Om Adiyen terindum teriyaamalum seidasakala Kutrangalaiyum poruttu kaattu rakshittuarula vendum, Shree satyamaana ponnupatinettaam padimel vaazhum om ShreeHarihara sutan kaliyugavaradan aanandachittan ayyan Ayyappa Swamiye Saranam Ayyappa

Sunday, November 21, 2010

WHO IS THE REAL ANIMAL?

(- a short story by Vinay Nair published in Tapovan Prasad Nov.2010 issue)

It was a cloudy morning. The rains had been pouring all night long. I woke up and saw my companions all next to me, except for… Uncle Sam!!! He was no where to be seen. I got up and looked all over for him. Since the rope tied to my neck was barely 2 ½ feet long, I could not go very far. The kasai, as they call him, who used to take us out for grazing, never ever thought how roughly he pulled the rope tied to my neck. (But that was the plight of the other goats too.) As a result, an injury, which later turned into an infection, was caused and looked as if I was wearing a red necklace. Still I pulled my neck to the maximum extent to look for Uncle Sam. The pain of his disappearance from my vicinity had taken over the pain caused by the infection on my neck.
At the back of my mind I knew where he must of have gone, but I kept on compelling myself to think that he must be somewhere else. Suddenly I heard a cry from inside the slaughter house, “Baaa! Baaaaaaaaaaa!!”. It was a long cry. It was none other than Uncle Sam. I cried and cried on top of my voice (even though I knew it was in vain), but cry I did; until there was a big silence.
Not that everything was quiet, but I knew what had happened. My ears went deaf. I felt, my heart stopped pumping. In a few minutes, I saw parts of his body thrown out of the slaughter house and within no time some dogs pounced on it as if they did not get anything to eat since ages. The remaining parts must have been taken away by the customers. I felt like weeping, but it was as if my tears got frozen and pricked me hard from inside. He was the last relative I had and the one who was my closest too. He was a real intelligent one. Even the humans would often comment that he was a very clever goat.
Of course, it was not the first time I saw some one getting slaughtered. I still remember the fine summer day when everything was so perfect. I was running around merrily in my owner’s compound; when a man with a long beard came to our home. My mother was very scared and so was I. She took me near to her. Her body was so cold, as if she was dead. The stranger came nearer to us and took my father away. We all cried the whole day. I did not know where they were taking him and seeing my mother’s grief, did not feel like asking her about it. Later in my life, when I got closer to Uncle Sam, he told me that they had taken my father to the slaughter house to kill him. “Kill him? But why??” I asked. I was so bewildered. “Why would anyone do so?”, I asked.
He explained to me that our flesh was a delicacy to humans. I still could not understand because I had seen humans eat many other things like fruits, vegetables, etc. “If they have those things to eat”, I asked, “Why on earth do they have to eat us?” Looking at my astonished face, Uncle Sam said, “Human race is far more superior than ours, or for that matter, to any animal race. They are very powerful and intellectual. They do not lead a mechanical life like we animals.” He went on and on trying to clear my doubts.
A lot of thoughts came to my mind that night. I had seen human children troubling animals. But we ignore them, for we knew that they are children and do not know what they are doing. At the same time, I have also seen my younger brothers and sisters killed mercilessly in front of me by the humans. Now, if what Uncle Sam says is true, i.e. humans are Intellectuals and a superior form of life, they why do not they have mercy on our children? We goats never harm the humans in any way. That night, I did not sleep.
However, as time passed by, I got used to this kind of living. Whenever I was sad, Uncle Sam used to help me come out of it and say – “This is life, my boy. The earlier you accept it, the better for you.” Even though hard to digest, I somehow tried to make myself understand that philosophy.
Whenever I saw the chicken shop opposite to our shop, I felt that we were in a better situation. The chickens were kept in cages, one on top of the other. Approximately, 8-10 cages were kept one upon the other. And all the excretion of the chicken dropped on the below ones. But none of them shouted or even grinned at each other (Perhaps it was nothing to the pain that they were undergoing just like us – the pain of awaiting one’s own death).
Every morning I wake up with my pals who are half dead; with some body parts of our companions lying next to us who were killed the previous day; the smell of blood that would never go; the sight of hanging head-less dead bodies, upside down and flies infesting in it, of our beautiful children and friends with whom we lived till the other day; with hearts filled with fear; waiting for our turn to be taken for the kill.
Perhaps what happened to Uncle Sam was good in a way. He was freed from this miserable life. In fact, all of us have died a thousand deaths in this slaughterhouse and the final death is freedom. My only prayer is that it should be quick and smooth, without pain. May I be killed at the very moment the knife touches my skin. And after I die, if I get to see God, I would want to ask him this one question, “Who is THE REAL ANIMAL?”

Sita Rescued...The Boy's Voice Got Restored!


Author: Sri S. Ramani Anna (in Tamil)
Source: Sakthi Vikatan issue dated Mar 18, 2007



An evening time many years ago. A large crowd in Kanchi Sri Sankara MaTham
to have darshan of Maha SwamigaL. Coming out of his room, SwamigaL stood
for a while looking keenly at the devotees crowd and then sat down leaning
against a wall. The devotees came in a line one at a time, prostrated to the
sage, spoke about their problems, received remedial advice and moved away. A
middle-aged man was standing in the queue holding tightly to a boy's hand.
Tears flooded his eyes and poured out in a stream. The boy stood motionless,
looking bewildered.

When he moved to stand before PeriyavaaL, he did a shASTaaN^ga
namaskaram (prostrated with eight limbs touching the ground). The boy also
prostrated.

Maha SwamigaL looked at him with narrowed eyes and inquired comfortingly,
"Endaappaa! Aren't you the Mylapore Auditor SankaraNarayanan? Why do you
stand with such soggy eyes? What is your problem?"

His grief swell with Periyavaa's words of comfort. He began to sob and said,
"Yes Periyavaa! An unbearable misery has fallen on me now. Don't know what
to do. You are my God, somehow only you should remedy it for me. There is
no other go!" He prostrated to the sage once again.

Understanding the situation, Periyavaa said with vAtsalyam (affection),
"Sankara, don't get worked up! You sit there for sometime. I shall call you
after these people have spoken to me and gone!" The sage pointed to a place
opposite him.

"As per your orders Periyaa... I shall do it." The Auditor sat opposite the
sage, at a distance. Within a half hour, the devotees had their darshan of
AcharyaaL and left. There were none there except SwamigaL's two assistants.
SwamigaL gestured to Auditor SankaraNarayanan to come to him. The Auditor
came and prostrated. Looking at him affectionately, AcharyaaL said,
"Sankara, is the practice going on (well)? You are the 'leading' auditor, so
what to speak about the practice? Alright, your father Panchapakesa Aiyer is
in Thajavaur (right)? He is well (I hope)?" Wiping away his tears, the Auditor said, "The practice is going on well, Periyavaa. My father and mother had gone to stay with my younger brother in Bombay. It's two months now. Only for me a duHkham (distress) has happened Periyavaa! I can't bear it... only you should get it rectified Periyavaa!" Saying this, he hugged the boy nearby and started sobbing.
That walking God understood instantly that something related to the boy had
affected the Auditor Sankaranarayan's mind very much.

SwamigaL told him, "Shouldn't cry Sankara... Whatever it is, puruSa (men)
shouldn't let their eyes get soggy! Alright, who is this puLLaiyAndAn (boy),
your putra (child)?"

"Yes, Periyavaa! This is my son. Name Chandramouli. It was only for him
Periyavaa, suddenly..." SankaraNarayanan was unable to speak further, grief
choking his throat.

With a worried face, AcharyaaL asked him, "Sankara! What happened to him
suddenly? Chandramouli is studying in school?" and said comfortingly, "Why
don't you tell me in detail, without getting upset?"

Wiping his eyes SankaraNarayanan said, "Periyavaa, the boy Chandramouli is
studying in his seventh standard in the P.S. High School, Mylapore. He is
eleven now. Very shrewd in his studies. Stands first in the class. Twenty days
ago, suddenly his speech was gone, Periyavaa! When asked, he gestures that
he cannot talk. He has not gone to the school from that day. Takes his meals
and tiffin as usual, sleeps well, those things are alright Periyavaa, but then he
is not able to talk, what can I do? Only you should show mercy and make him
talk!" Tears rolled down his eyes as he prayed to the sage.

SwamigaL kept silent for sometime. Then he asked the Auditor, "You have the
custom of going to temples with the boy? Chandramouli has bhakti (devotion)
towards God?"

"He has it in plenty, Periyavaa. He would start for the school daily only after
he takes bath and recites the Kanda Shasti Kavacham and the shlokas on
Anjaneya and Rama. There is a large portrait of KothandaRamar in our house
Periyavaa; a Thanjavur portrait from my grandfather's days. This boy would
daily prostrate to it morninig and evening and would touch the feet of Sita and
Rama several times and then dab his eyes (with the fingers that touched the
feet). He would often say, 'I like Sita and Rama very much.' Two or three
days in a week he would go with his mother to Kapaliswara, Mundaka Kanni
Amman and Luz Anjaneya temples and have darshan. For such a good child,
this has come about Periyavaa..." Unable to control his grief,
SankaraNarayanan started sobbing again.

AcharyaaL pacified him and asked, after contemplating for sometime: "You
have the custom of taking him to the upanyAsas that take place in Mylapore?"
"I do Periyavaa! Sometimes I would take him personally. Even the previous day
before his speech had stopped, I had taken him for a Ramayana upanyAsa at
Rasika Ranjana Sabha. He listened to it with shraddhA (eagerness and trust).
And this happened on the next day!"
AcharyaaL laughed and said, "You mean to tell me that this happened due to
his listening to Ramayana?"

The Auditor patted his cheeks loudly. "Rama, Rama! Not that way Periyavaa! I
just wanted to tell you that it was from the next day (that he couldn't talk)."
"Aright. Whoever did the upanyAsa?"

"Srivatsa Jayarama Sarma, Periyavaa."

"Besh, besh. Somadeva Sarma's son; a good lineage; well read. Let it go,
Sankara. Did you show him to a doctor?"
"I did, Periyavaa."
"Who was the doctor?"
"Doctor Sanjivi."
"What does he say?"
"He did all the tests and said, 'Two nerves in his larynx are affected. He may
be alright with an operation.'"
"Did he not say that the boy would surely be alright (after the operation)?"
"He did not give that assurance, Periyavaa. Somehow, only you should make
him to regain his speech. Only you should save us!"
AcharyaaL talked after keeping silent for sometime. "You do one thing,
Sankara. You take the boy and visit all the temples in this city, have darshan
and pray. Take food in the MaTham and stay here for the night. You meet me
at ten in the morning, finishing your bath and any anuSTAnam (religious
routine) that you might have."
AcharyaaL's words were very comforting. Prostrating to Periyavaa, both of
them went away for temple darshans.
It was ten o' clock on the next morning. The walking God had come earlier and
was sitting. There was not much crowd, only five or six people were waiting.
Everyone of them had darshan and left. Prostrating to AcharyaaL,
SankaraNarayanan stood before him with hands folded on his chest. SwamigaL
looked at him penetratingly for a while and said: "Sankara, do one thing. Take
the boy to Mylapore Sri Kapaliswara temple, do a pUrNAbhiSekam (an
elaborate ablution) to Swami and AmbaaL and make the boy have darshan of
them. Thereafter what you do, keep looking for the news of the same
Srivatsa Jayarama Sarma holding a complete discourse on Srimad Ramayana.
If he holds the discourse in a temple or in a sabha (auditorium), do one thing,
from the Sundara Kaandam until Sri SitaRama PattaabhiSeka vaibhava (glory),
take Chandramouli and make him do shravaNa (listening)! What you do on the
day of completion with Sri SitaRama PattaabhiSeka, buy some good hill-grown
banana fruits, hand them over to paurANika (discourser), and both of you do
shASTaaN^ga namaskaram to him. You pray within your mind to that
PattaabhiSeka Sri SitaRama and the paurANika. That Pattabiraman will save
you... do not at all worry... good bye!" The Parabrahmam bade them farewell
with this advice.

The Auditor started checking daily for any news about Srivatsa Jayarama
Sarma's Ramayana pravacana (discourse) in Chennai. One day, he saw the
happy news that Sri Srivatsa Jayarama Sarma's Srimad Ramayana upanyAsa
will take place as navAham (for nine days) at Mylai Sri Shirdi Sai Baba
temple.

That was the day of starting the Sundara Kandam. SankaraNarayanan went to
Sri Sai Baba temple with Chandramouli. It was a moving upanyAsa and
Chandramouli listened to it forgetting all about himself. Sometimes tears
started issuing from his eyes. At those times, SankaraNarayanan caressed his
back and comforted him.

It was the day of completion of Srimad Ramayana upanyAsa. A 'good' crowd
in Mylai Sai Baba temple. At 10:30 hours in the night, Srivatsa Jayarama
Sarma finished the Sri SitaRama PattaabhiSeka narration and ended his
discourse telling the audience about the fruits of listening to a Ramayana
discourse. One by one, the people from the audience prostrated to him and
moved away. After both of them prostrated to him, SankaraNarayanan gave
the bunch of a dozen hill-grown banana fruits to Chandramouli, asking him to
submit them to the discourser and prostrate to him again. He did as his
father told him. The discourser took the banana bunch happily and gestured
them as arpaNa (offering) to the holy portraits of Sri Rama PattaabhiSekam
and Sri Shirdi Sai Baba behind him. Then he plucked two fruits from the
bunch, gave them to Chandramouli and said, "Kozhandhe! (my child!) You will
remain in prosperity. You eat both these fruits," and blessed him. As they
came out of the temple, Chandramouli ate the two bananas.
A miracle took place on the next morning. After he brushed his teeth in the
bath room and came to the hall, Chandramouli gave voice loudly to his mother,
"Amma, is the coffee ready?" Astonished, his father who was reading the
newspaper and his mother who was in the kitchen came running to the hall.
Chandramouli was standing there smiling.

"Was it you who gave the voice inquiring about the coffee, Chandramouli!" His
mother hugged and kissed him, happiness overwhelming her. SankaraNarayanan took the boy on his shoulders and danced! Chandramouli started talking fluently as before. All the familiar people came over and were happy witnessing this change. It was 5:30 hours in the evening on the same day. Maha SwamigaL was sitting in ekAnta (alone). There was not much crowd. Auditor SankaraNarayanan came in a van with ten to fifteen people.

The Auditor prostrated to the sage with Chandramouli and got up.
AcharyaaL's first question was, "Chandramouli, you are able to talk now
fluently? Besh, besh! It is all the grace of that SitaRama!"
Chandramouli immediately chanted loudly, "Hara hara Sankara... Jaya jaya
Sankara." Everyone stood in ecstasy.

That Parabrahmam talked after sometime. "Sankara, I shall tell you now,
listen! There was no other reason for this sudden happening to Chandramouli.
By nature he had abundant priya and bhakti (love and devotion) towards Sita
Devi and Sri Rama. He could not withstand if they came to any distress.

When he first listened to the upanyAsa, Jayarama Sarma should have been
narrating about the part where Ravana abducted Sita Praatti. Am I right,
Sankara?"

The Auditor who stood amazed opened his mouth to affirm. "The same thing
Periyavaa, the same thing! On that day, he talked very movingly only about
that part."

SwamigaL continued: "The moment he heard that a rAkSasa (demon) was
abducting Sita Mata, towards whom he had abundant love and devotion, he
suffered from a condition of mental pressure inwardly that resulted in
helplessness and stoppage of the faculty of speech. It was nothing else. What
was the only remedy, way out for this? It occurred to me that if heard with
his own ears from the same paurANika's words that Mother Sita had been
rescued without any distress to her, that would ease the pressure in his mind
and speech. It was for that reason that I asked you to do what I advised
you. Now everything has concluded well with the grace of SitaRama.
Chandramouli, you will remain parama kSema (in complete prosperity)!"
Everyone who heard the words of that walking God, stood transfixed!

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

You Want to Know the Greatness of mantra siddhi?"

Author: Sri Ramani Anna (in Tamil)

Source: Sakthi Vikatan issue dated Oct 6, 2006


Once a brahmachary (bachelor) youth came to have darshan of Kanchi
Mahaswami (HH Sri Chandrasekharendra Saraswati). He prostrated before the sage and got up.

Swamiji looked at him keenly and said, "Are you not Kulitalai Sankaran? You are fine?"

"With your blessings, yes, Periyavaa", said Sankaran.
"Alright, what is your age now?"
"Thirty, Periyavaa."
Periyavaa laughed: "So you have decided to lead your life as a brahmachari, without any idea of marriage."

"Yes, Periyavaa", said Sankaran.
"Alright, anything special about your coming here now?" Periyavaa laughed.
"And you wouldn't come without a reason!"
"Yes, Periyavaa. I have come to get a doubt cleared."
"Is it so? Come on, tell me" said Periyavaa. "What is that big doubt you
have?"

"It is a doubt about mantra japam, Periyavaa", replied Sankaran.
Periyavaa asked quickly: "If it is about mantra japam... Are you doing any
mantra japam?"

"Yes, Periyavaa".
"Oho... You have had an upadesam?"
"Yes, Periyavaa".
"Whoever is that Guru?"
"Mysore Yajna Narayana Ganapadigal", said Sankaran.
"Good, very learned; whatever the mantra?"
Before Sankaran could open his mouth, Swamiji said, "Wait, wait. You should not tell me the mantra. That should remain with you as a secret. Just tell me which devata (God) it is about."
"Hanumat upAsanA paramAna mUla mantra, Periyavaa" said Sankaran.
"Alright. What is it that you want to get clarified in this mantra japam?"
"It is like this, Periyavaa. I am performing this mantra japam since my
twenty-third year which was when I got the upadesam. I am doing it for the
last seven years, still I don't know anything."
"What do you mean by saying 'I don't know anything'?", asked Swamiji with
surprise.
"What I mean, Periyavaa, is that I am not able to find out if I have got the
siddhi of that mantra" replied Sankaran, his voice echoing his sadness.
Swamiji said without hesitation: "What are you going to do by knowing it?
Anyway, are you doing the japam for AtmArtam (to know the self) or
kAmyArtam (for a specific purpose)?"
Sankaran said: "I am doing it only for AtmArtam, Periyavaa. Still, I am at a
loss to understand if I have got the mantra siddhi and the grace of the
devata. I pray to you to kindly tell me about my progress". As Sankaran said this with all humility, tears started rolling down his eyes.

"Only the person who does the japam can understand if he has got the mantra siddhi, by personal experience. There will be a time when the person will experience it, Sankara," said Swamiji with vAtsalyam (affection).

Sankaran wasn't satisfied. "No, Periyavaa. I haven't had any personal
experience so far. And I don't understand anything about it, though I
continue to do the japam, as advised by my Guru, for the last seven years.
Sometimes my mind becomes very tired, Periyavaa. You should kindly inform me about any way that I can know it." As he spoke this, Sankaran joined his palms in reverence and prostrated before Swamiji.

Acharyal (Swamiji) was quiet for sometime. He understood Sankaran's
confusion. He decided to make the disciple understand what he wanted to
know. He asked Sankaran to squat on the floor near him and began talking:
"Many years back, in Sringeri Sri Sarada Peetam, a mahaan named Nrusimha Bharati Swamiji was the peetathipathi (pontiff). One day, a sishya (student) of the matam (hermitage) belonging to that region came to have a darshan of the Swamiji. He did not come for nothing. He bore the same question that you asked me now.

"After prostrating, he presented the guava fruits to Swamiji.
"'Come, you are fine? Tell me what you want', said Swami Nrusimha Bharati with utmost kindness. The sishya told him politely, 'Swami, I am doing japam of a mantra that was given to me by an upadesam. I am doing the japam for many years now. Still I am not able to know if I have got the mantra siddhi.

How do I know it Swami?'
"Swamiji said at once, in a bid to persuade him, 'You continue to do the japam in an AtmArta way. That devata itself will bless you with the siddhi phala (fruits of the efforts) eventually.'
"The sishya was not satisfied with this reply from the Swamiji. He persisted,
'No, Swami. I need to know if I have got the siddhi of the mantra. You must
tell me a way to know it, I pray to you.'
"Swamiji understood the sishya's mental state. He called him near and said
enthusiasticaly, 'Don't worry, my child. There is a way!"
"'Is there a way, then kindly bless me with the knowledge, Swami!' The sishya was in a hurry of excitement.

"Nrusimha Bharati Swamiji said laughingly, 'Every day, before you start your japam, spread paddy grains on a wooden seat, and cover it with a vastram (cloth). Sit over the grains and do the japam. Continue in this fashion day after day. On that day when the paddy grains on the seat fry and blossom into flattened rice, you will understand that you have got the mantra siddhi you have been seeking to know. You understand this?'
"Even though the sishya understood it, he thought confusedly that if the
Swamiji was telling him this way just to satisfy him or if this would really be
possible. Suddenly he asked an unexpected question to the Swamiji.
"'Gurunathar should excuse me. I pray this to you with an intention to know. I should not be mistaken for testing a sage in the guru stAnam (the position of a guru). Spreading the paddy grains, covering them with a cloth... and they will fry...'
"Before he could finish it, Swamiji laughed and said, 'You want to know if I
have had any such experience, right?' He asked for a wooden seat to be
brought then and there and placed facing the direction of east. He asked for a lot of paddy grains to be spread over the seat. When this was done,
Swamiji placed his vastram (cloth) over the grains, seated himself in
padmaasana and closed his eyes. By this time a large crowd had gathered in the place.

"Only a few seconds later, there was a continuous noise of the paddy grains getting fried and flattened. There was a little amount of smoke also. Swamiji got up and removed his vastram (cloth) that covered the grains. On the seat were dazzling white flowers of fried and flattened rice! The crowd was amazed.

"Nrusimha Bharati Swamiji looked at the sishya who asked the question. The sishya was standing sobbing. No one could speak anything more..."
As Kanchi Swamiji finished his narration of this episode, Sankaran was
standing amazed, with tears in his eyes.
When he started to say something soon after, Swamiji interruped him and
said, "What Sankara, are you going to ask me to demonstrate to you?" and
laughed heartily.

Sankaran fell at Swamiji's feet, his eight limbs touching the floor, and said,
"Enough Periyavaa! You have made me understand the mahima (greatness) of mantra siddhi. Kindly bless me, and permit me to return to my place."