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
