CULTIVATE GOOD HABITS TO COMMAND RESPECT IN SOCIETY

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CULTIVATE GOOD HABITS TO COMMAND RESPECT IN SOCIETY

21-10-2004

Some people keep awake the whole night of Sivarathri by playing cards. Can this

be called Jagarana (vigil)? If one abstains from food on account of quarrel

with one’s wife, can it be called fasting? The fisherman goes on watching

intently to trap the fish in the net. Can this be termed meditation?

(Telugu poem)

Embodiments of Love!

Several people play cards throughout the night in order to keep themselves awake

on the holy night of Sivarathri. Once I enquired of an officer, “How did you

spend your time last night?” He immediately got up and answered, “Swami! I

spent the time very happily.” I further enquired what sort of happiness he

derived. He replied, “Yesterday was Sivarathri. I played cards throughout the

night and enjoyed very much. I did not have even a wink of sleep.” I questioned

him again, “How can you derive the fruit of holy Sivarathri by spending your

time playing cards throughout the night?” The officer gave a wonderful reply,

“Since I was busy playing cards throughout the night and was therefore free

from all worries; I thought I was happily spending time last night.” You might

have observed the fishermen laying their nets in the pond and waiting with

single-pointed attention hoping for some fish to fall in the net. Can you call

their intense gaze as concentration? Can it lead to Mukti (liberation)? The

understanding of concentration and meditation by man today can be compared to

the fisherman’s single-pointed effort to catch fish.

Another example: A person was heavily drunk and had lost his body-consciousness.

Can you call it Thanmayattwa (total identification with divinity)? One more

example; a person quarrelled with his wife and abstained from food. Can you say

he was on a ritual fast? Some people resort to such acts of Thanmayattwa and

concentration and live in a fool’s paradise. One can imagine as to what extent

man has degenerated himself taking to bad ways and distortions! Did you ever

analyse the nature of the human body? It consists of sweat, urine, excreta, bad

odour, flesh and blood. It is prone to decay and death ultimately. Every second,

only bad matter and bad odour are generated in the body. What is there to be

proud of such a decaying body? One has to realise the true nature of such an

evanescent human body and make the best use of it. Do you know why God has

given us the human body? Is it for indulging in evil acts and wasting the

precious life? No, no. The body is given to us so that man should strive to

attain Divinity; not for misusing it. You should realise for yourself to what

sacred purposes it is to be used. From the time one gets up from the bed till

he goes to bed in the night, man’s time is spent in worldly pursuits. He does

not have time to think of God even before he goes to bed.

The human body is a sacred instrument given by God and it has to be sanctified

by contemplating on God at least one or two times a day. What kind of

activities are to be undertaken so that man may derive happiness and joy? The

most appropriate answer to this question would be that his senses should be

engaged in constant contemplation of God. The eyes must always see good things.

The ears must be engaged in hearing good things. The tongue must be made to

speak always sweet and noble words. It should chant the divine name. Thus,

every limb of the body must be put to proper use and sanctified.

Dear students!

Normally, I do not like to speak about My physical self. However, I am revealing

certain aspects of My daily routine with the hope that they will serve as

guidelines for you. I wake up four times during night. Usually I get up from

bed at 12 hours at midnight, brush My teeth and also clean the tongue and mouth

thoroughly. Again, I repeat the process at 1.30 a.m., 3 a.m. and 4.30 a.m. The

boys who sleep in My room to attend to My needs during the night may find it

inconvenient sometimes as their sleep is disturbed. However, I strictly adhere

to this routine so that My tongue, mouth and teeth are always clean. I feel

happy only when My tongue and mouth are clean. A clean tongue helps in

maintaining purity of body and mind. You might have observed Me talking to a

number of people, everyday. I will spend even 20 minutes instead of 10 minutes

talking to those who keep a clean tongue and whose mouth does not emit bad

odour. On the other hand, I do not talk to those with bad odour even for two

minutes. During our sleep, bacteria get generated and they stick to our tongue

and teeth on all sides of the mouth. They have to be removed by proper brushing

of the teeth and a thorough cleaning of the tongue and mouth. Only then can we

be healthy and happy. Apart from physical cleaning, our tongue must be engaged

in speaking sacred and pure words. Following this principle, I am putting My

tongue to proper use by engaging Myself in sacred activities. It is only after

I clean My body properly, I come out of My chamber. By the time I come out of

My room, a boy looking after the kitchen brings the ragi gruel. I partake of

the gruel and feel very happy and energetic. Except this ragi gruel, I do not

take any other item during early morning. I do not have breakfast. After taking

the gruel, I once again clean my mouth. Then, I drink some fresh water and come

down. Several people may be wondering as to what I have for My breakfast.

Nothing; I have no taste for snacks at all! A glass of cool water is all that I

like to have. Thereafter, I spend some time happily with devotees, giving

darshan and talking to some; I also give interviews to selected people. I am

always pure in body and mind. My words are pure, My thoughts are pure and My

acts are pure and sacred.

One important aspect to be borne in mind by people who are called for interview.

While I enter the interview room with such a pure and sacred body, I notice that

some people sitting there in the group, are in the habit of smoking. Please be

cautioned that I do not allow people smoking. I strongly disapprove the habit

of smoking. Immediately I pick up such people and ask them to go out. The wife

of a smoker may plead with Me, “Swami! He is my husband; if you send him out,

what is there for me to represent to you?” I firmly reply, “Whether it is

husband or son, whoever he may be, one should not enter My room with bad odour

and the smell of cigarette. You tell him to go out, clean his mouth and come

back. Then I shall speak to him.” Such people will go out immediately, clean

themselves and come back in ten minutes. Then I speak to them endearingly.

Several people try to cover the bad odour emanating from their body, by using

some perfume. There is a small story in the puranas, which is relevant in this

context. Goddess Parvati did great penance hoping to marry Lord Easwara. She

tried all sorts of methods to entice Easwara, i.e., by putting on good dress,

applying perfume, etc. But, Easwara did not yield to her wishes. Then, she

sought the help of Manmatha (cupid) to wean Easwara to her side. Even then,

Easwara did not budge an inch. On the contrary, he took Manmatha to task for

trying to help Parvati. Immediately, Parvati realised her fault and regained

her poise. She meditated on the Divine form of Lord Easwara which is Nitya

(eternal), Suddha (unsullied), Buddha (enlightened), Mukta (liberated), Nirmala

Swarupinam (embodiment of purity). She came back to her normal, natural and pure

self. Easwara then turned His vision towards her and accepted her. They were

married on an auspicious occasion with the consent of her parents.

A human being should always be natural and pure. He should not be artificial,

wearing gaudy dress and applying perfumes and colours. This may be necessary to

a certain extent. But, of what use is it to apply perfumes when the body is full

of bad odour? My body always emits natural effulgence and divine fragrance,

because I never entertain bad thoughts. “A sound mind in a sound body” is the

principle I follow. In order to teach such good habits to others, I always

maintain My body and mind in a pure and unsullied condition. Sometimes, I wake

up the boy sleeping in my room at 12 hours at midnight and again at 1 a.m. This

may cause some inconvenience to the boys. They may feel a little inconvenience

during that particular moment, but soon forget the same and attend to Swami’s

needs. Thus, the body must always be kept in a clean and fit condition, since

it is a sacred instrument provided by God. Since I give utmost importance for

cleanliness of the body, others would also like to emulate Me. By following My

good habits and moving along with Me, people command respect in society.

Markandeya was a great devotee of Lord Easwara. But, he had a short span of 16

years of life. Like any other boy of his age, he used to spend a lot of time in

play. He was very happy in the company of other boys, unaware of his impending

death. When his parents realised that he would be completing 16 years shortly,

they felt very sad that he was nearing his end. They were immersed in sorrow

and started shedding tears. Markandeya enquired of his parents, “Why are you

crying?” Realising the futility of concealing the information from their son

any longer, they replied, “Son! Our relationship with your mortal body ends

today. Lord Easwara granted you a short span of life of 16 years, which will

come to an end today.” Markandeya felt very much disappointed since he spent

all his time till then in play, in the company of other boys. Realising that he

had still a few more minutes of time, he took bath and went to the temple of

Easwara. There he started chanting the Divine name of Easwara with a pure

tongue. Meanwhile, it was time for sunrise. Easwara and Parvati were discussing

among themselves the impending death of Markendeya. Parvati enquired from

Easwara, “Swami! Markandeya’s life is fast coming to an end. Why delay in

saving his life? His parents are immersed in great sorrow.” Easwara then

suggested that Parvati should enter the scene and play her role in prolonging

the life of Markandeya. Parvati then lifted the child and made him to sit on

her lap. Markandeya had the good fortune of sitting on the lap of the Divine

Mother, which entitled him to win the grace of Lord Easwara. Easwara came there

and blessed Markandeya that he shall be a chiranjeevi. Thus, he earned the grace

of both the Divine Mother and Father. In the meantime, Markandeya’s parents

arrived there to see what had happened to their son. Their joy knew no bounds

when they found their son hale and healthy. They expressed their happiness

thus: “Son! It is only due to your devotion and complete surrender to Lord

Easwara that you are able to overcome death and earn the Divine grace for

becoming a chiranjeevi. You protected yourself, we could not do anything in

this regard.” God does not need anything from the devotee, except devotion and

complete surrender. He expects from a devotee a sacred body, sacred words,

sacred vision and selfless activity. When a devotee offers these things, God

gives Himself up to that devotee. One’s body, mind and actions should always be

pure, so that God is attracted towards him. It is not by the different forms of

worship or other rituals that God’s grace can be obtained. Even the mother

expects the child to cultivate a pure heart. Frequently, I recite the following

poem to remind man of the futility of struggling for merely filling one’s belly:

Oh! Man! You struggle hard for the sake of filling your belly, you acquire many

forms of knowledge in various fields; examine and enquire for yourself what

great happiness you have achieved by spending all the time from dawn to dusk in

acquiring worldly knowledge and earning wealth, while forgetting God.

(Telugu poem)

I always sanctify My time by engaging Myself in activities beneficial to the

society. Right from My childhood, I cultivated Spartan habits and followed

strict regimen. This I had already explained in a poem on an earlier occasion

thus:

Get up early in the morning at the crowing of the cock,Have a bath after your

morning ablutions,Wear a proper dress,Eat properly and moderately,Go to school

and study diligently,Earn a good name,Don’t move out when it is raining, And

never go near the ditches,Take part in games,Run and play.If you abide by all

these rules You will have both health and wealth. (Telugu poem)

In those days, people were not used to snacks. The cooked rice was soaked in

buttermilk on the previous night and taken as breakfast next morning with a

little salt.

Several boys keep their study tables very unorganised, with the books strewn all

over. They make it clumsy and dirty. But, I used to keep my books always neat

and tidy. Whatever I am relating today is based on My personal experience only.

In those days, very few boys were in a position to purchase new books when they

were promoted to a higher class. Every four or five years, the textbooks were

changed. I always used to keep My books neat. Hence, boys studying in the lower

standard and promoted to the higher standard at the end of the academic year

used to take My books. During a particular year, a poor boy approached Me and

asked for My books. I advised him to go and have a bath in the Chitravathi

river and then come. He did accordingly. Then, I showed My books to him. In

those days there was high syllabus even for lower classes, like history,

geography, civics, etc. On seeing My books, he commented, “Raju! you do not

seem to have touched your books even once. They appear brand new.” The cost of

My books totalled to twelve rupees, but the poor boy was not in a position to

pay even that much. Then I told him “My dear! I am selected for the scout camp

by our teacher. I have to purchase khaki dress and shoes. Besides, there are

some other items of expenditure. I don’t have money to incur that expenditure.

Nor I would like to ask My parents. What I need at the moment is five rupees.

Therefore, pay Me five rupees and take away the books.” The boy felt very

happy. He immediately paid the amount. In those days, currency notes were very

rare. Therefore, he brought the entire amount in small coins packed in a piece

of cloth. It was tied in an old cloth, which gave way unable to bear the weight

of the coins. The coins were strewn all over the room, making a big sound. On

hearing the sound, the lady of the house came there and enquired, “Where did

you get all this money? Did you steal from my trunk?” So saying, she slapped

Me. The poor boy standing there explained to her, “Mother! I gave those coins

to Raju towards the cost of his books which I purchased from him.” She did not

believe his words and took away the entire money. The next day all My

classmates were going to Cuddapah for participating in the scout camp. I was

studying in Kamalapuram, when this incident happened. I told My teacher that I

would start the next morning and join the group there. Early in the morning I

set out on My journey by walk. I walked a long distance and before I could join

My colleagues, they had left for their breakfast. As for Myself, I did not have

even a paisa in My pocket. What do I eat for My breakfast? I thought I would

manage somehow without eating anything. I purposely avoided My classmates then,

lest they may question Me whether I had breakfast. They were searching for Me.

There was a masonry tank nearby in which water was stored for cleaning the cows

and buffaloes. I was feeling very tired, hungry and thirsty, having walked all

the way. But, I could not help. I washed My face with that dirty water and

drank some. Then, I noticed that someone had left behind a packet of beedies

(country cigarette) and a one anna coin on the tank there. The beedies were, of

course, of no use to Me. Therefore, I threw them away. I took the one anna coin

and converted it into four small coins (botlu or kanis). Four kanis in those

days were equivalent to one anna. As I was returning, I noticed a person

sitting on the roadside playing cards spread over a cloth and inviting

passersby to bet on a particular card. He would offer double the amount, if we

were able to win. No doubt, this was a sort of gambling, which I would advise

everyone to refrain from. But, I was completely helpless at that time. I

therefore put one coin on different cards. Every time, I was winning the bet

and getting double the amount I invested. Thus, I played the game till I could

make sixteen Annas (one rupee). Then I thought that was the end of the game and

returned with the money already earned. Since I was feeling hungry, I purchased

three dosas with one bottu. In those days dosas were available at the rate of

one for a dammidi (1/3rd of a bottu). Thus, I managed with two bottus a day

eating dosas. I joined the scout duty along with My friends. During night, I

kept the bundle of coins under My head and slept on the sandy floor. Since I

was very much tired, I was lost in sound sleep. Meanwhile, someone noticed the

bundle under My head and took them away when I turned to the other side. When I

woke up the next day, I noticed that the cloth bundles containing money were

stolen away by somebody. I had no money to buy even one dosa. My classmates

were very much dejected at My plight. They were in fact crying. They pleaded

with me to eat at least one dosa, which they would buy for Me. But, I flatly

refused. I told them that I was not hungry, since I did not like to avail

Myself of others’ help. Especially, I did not wish to touch others’ money. So,

I left that place.

Another incident happened during My childhood. Once My hand was swollen and it

was giving Me a lot of pain. I did not reveal it to anybody. I tied a bandage

Myself with a wet cloth. The next day, Seshama Raju’s (Swami’s elder brother)

son died. He gave a telegram to Venkama Raju (Swami’s father). Venkama Raju

immediately rushed to see Seshama Raju. The Griham Abbayi (Venkama Raju)

started from Puttaparthi and reached Bukkapatnam, and from there to

Kamalapuram. By the time he reached Seshama Raju’s house, all in the family was

immersed in sorrow over the death of his son. I too had to pretend to be

sorrowful, since I was beyond sorrow and joy. The Griham Abbayi enquired from

Me, why I was having a bandage on My forearm. I tried to explain away very

casually as if nothing had happened. I told him there was a slight pain in the

joint and therefore I put the arm in bandage. There was a lady belonging to the

Vysya community in the neighbouring house, who used to make her living by

preparing dosas and selling them.

She tried to reason with Griham Abbayi, saying, “What! Venkama Raju! I know you

are sufficiently well-off so as to get Raju educated at your place. Why should

you put him to so much trouble by keeping him under the care of his elder

brother at such a distant place? You do not know how much the boy is suffering

here. He has to fetch drinking water from a distant place carrying two big

pitchers with the help of a Kavadi on his shoulders, daily.” Thus, she narrated

several incidents where I had to undergo physical strain and suffering. Griham

Abbayi was deeply moved on hearing My plight and immediately called me and

said, “My dear son! You start immediately and come along with me. Let us go

back to Puttaparthi.” All the family members loved Me. He therefore, lamented,

“I never beat you till date. You are undergoing so much suffering here.” I

tried to console him by saying, “No, No. What these people say is not true. No

one here is putting Me to any trouble at all! If I come away with you now,

there will be none to help in the domestic chores here. It is not proper for

you to take Me away from this place right now. You may go and I will follow you

later at an appropriate time.” Thus, I never revealed the fact that the pain in

My arm was due to the injuries inflicted on Me in Seshama Raju’s house. I never

had the habit of complaining against elders. I always tried to protect the

dignity and honour of the family.

In those days, I was struggling very much due to paucity of funds for My

education. Often times I had to manage with empty pockets. In the same village,

there used to be a businessman by name Kotte Subbanna. He used to run a

provision shop in which some Ayurvedic medicines were also sold. Once, a new

Ayurvedic medicine by name “Bala Bhaskara” was put up for sale in his shop. It

was a new and very efficacious medicine. It could fetch him a good profit if

popularised. He, therefore, requested Me to shoulder the responsibility of

making propaganda for this new medicine. I agreed to his request, but asked for

some more information about the medicine. Then I composed a song about the

efficacy of the medicine and gathered a few children of My age to go round the

nearby villages with placards in their hands and singing the song composed by

Me. I led the team of boys. The song ran as follows:

There it is! There it is! Oh, children! come, come!There is the medicine Bala

Bhaskara;Be it an upset stomach or a swollen leg;Be it a joint pain or

flatulence;Be it any ailment, known or unknown;Take this Bala Bhaskara for an

instant cure!If you wish to know where it is available,There is the shop of

Kotte Subbanna;It is in that shop that you can pick it up.Come here boys! come

here!It is an excellent tonicPrepared by the famous physician Gopalacharya

himself,Come here boys! come here!(Telugu song)

By the time we completed our propaganda tour of the nearby villages, all the

stock of medicines in Subbanna’s shop was exhausted. He felt very happy. Then

he called Me and expressed his happiness saying, “My dear Raju! Due to your

efforts, all the stock of medicines in my shop was sold out in no time. I am

grateful to you.”

When Griham Abbayi requested Me to follow him to Puttaparthi, I told him that I

could not go with him since Seshama Raju’s family was in a sorrowful state due

to the loss of their son. “It is not proper for Me to leave them at this

juncture. You please go to Puttaparthi. Later, I will join you, I said.” Griham

Abbayi shed tears of joy for My sense of responsibility and noble feelings. He

said, “Dear son! I had never come across small children explaining such noble

thoughts to elders. How noble and great are your qualities! You are teaching me

such great things. How sweet and wise your words are! Your nobility alone will

protect you.” Saying thus, he left for Puttaparthi. However, ever since he

reached Puttaparthi, he used to send messages daily requesting Me to go over

there. He was remembering all those complaints made to him by our Vysya

neighbour about My difficult life in Kamalapuram and was feeling very sorry for

My plight. Meanwhile, a few more days passed. I had to sit for My examinations

as well. So, I thought it would not be wise to get back to Puttaparthi at this

juncture without attending the examinations. Moreover, I had My friends to be

taken care of in the examinations.

We three were friends – Ramesh Suresh and Myself. We sat on the same bench in

our classroom. Ramesh and Suresh used to sit on either side of Me. They were

dull in education. I told them, “I will write the answer for the questions on

your answer books. You just sit silently in the examination hall.”

All the three of us went into the examination hall. Our roll numbers were quite

afar from one another. Therefore, we had to sit at different places in the

examination hall. There was no chance at all for us to communicate with each

other. My friends were very unhappy and dejected. I conceived a plan to help

them. First of all, I finished writing My answer sheets within no time. Then I

took additional sheets and wrote the answers for the questions for both Ramesh

and Suresh, in their own handwriting. Then, I kept all the three answer sheets

on the table of the examiner. The result of our examination was announced on

the third day. In those days, the examination results were announced soon after

the examination; not like the present day when it takes months together to

announce the results. All the three of us passed in 1st class. Whatever answers

were there in My answer sheets, the same were found in the answer sheets of the

other two boys as well. But, none could accuse us of copying, since our roll

numbers were very different and our seats distant from each other. Mine was

number 6, whereas another boy’s was 108. The third boy’s roll number was still

far. However, our teacher Mahboob Khan realised that I helped the other boys to

perform well in the examinations. But he did not reveal that news to anyone.

While we were coming out of the classroom, the teachers followed us and

congratulated us for securing first class in the examination. They shed tears

of joy. Thus, I made everyone including my teachers and classmates happy and

returned to Puttaparthi. My friends Ramesh and Suresh expressed their wish to

accompany Me to Puttaparthi. They, in fact, insisted on following Me. I advised

them that, they could join Me if they so wished, but they had to leave Me in

Puttaparthi and get back to their places. I used to advise, guide and correct

My fellow students during My stay in the school. Never did I waste My time in

the school. I always endeavoured to sanctify it. I used to talk sweetly and

softly with everyone.

By the time I reached Puttaparthi, people could notice that a strange ailment

had taken over Me. I used to talk something to Myself. People around Me thought

that I was mad. Several people offered several suggestions to get Me cured of

this strange disease. At the end, all people unanimously decided that I should

be taken to a Bhootha Vaidya (witch doctor) for curing Me of an alleged

possession by a demon. That sorcerer got My hair shaven off and inflicted two

deep cuts on My scalp in the form of an X. Then he poured lime juice on the

bleeding cuts. It gave Me great pain and an unbearable burning sensation. But,

I did not give vent to My feelings and silently suffered all this torture. In

fact, I was laughing at his foolish treatment. Then, he decided to put Me to

more suffering. He brought Kalikam (a sort of poisonous substance) and put it

in My eyes. Thus, he put Me to several kinds of torture. Venkamma (Swami’s

elder sister) who accompanied Me to this sorcerer’s place could not bear to see

Me undergoing this suffering. She therefore ran to Griham Abbayi and pleaded

with him, “Father! You don’t put Sathya to this inhuman treatment. This man is

inflicting great pain and injury on the boy. Enough of torture you take him

away immediately to Puttaparthi.” I was brought back to Puttaparthi. From then

on, I underwent occasional bouts of a “strange ailment”. On Thursdays, I used

to answer some questions and enquiries of people in the name of Baba. Ever

since that sorcerer shaved off My hair and put two deep cuts on My scalp, till

today I did not have a haircut. Some people think that I trim My hair. No,

never. My hair grows naturally. I am having this type of hairstyle for the last

70 years. The ensuing birthday is My 79th birthday. Till today, I did not suffer

from any disease. My teeth and eyesight are intact. Till a few years ago, those

accompanying Me were, in fact, running to catch up with Me. I can still walk

very fast, but the doctors put a condition that I should not. The reason being

that I was operated sometime ago when I had a fall on the floor. They put a

steel rod joining My hipbone and put sutures over it. That is why I was advised

against My walking fast. Nevertheless, I have been able to attend to My daily

routine. I do not give up any item of My daily activities. I am giving

interviews to visitors. I am moving along the Darshan lines, giving Darshan to

devotees. There is absolutely no hindrance to My daily activities. I have

already spoken so long. There is a lot more to speak, if I wish. I have been

maintaining My body all these years in a perfect shape. It is possible that I

might have caused some trouble to some people in the process. But, they do not

mind. They do service to Me, even though I dissuade them.

Today is Durgashtami day. Tomorrow and day after are Mahanavami and Vijayadasami

festivals. I have a lot of work to do. I have to talk to the Purohits (priests)

conducting the Yajna. Besides, there are other important matters to be attended

to. After finishing My work, I will again talk to you. Did I not tell you that

students are My property? I care so much for them. If they are happy, I will

also be happy. I have a piece of advice to you. Never give up Namasmarama. Do

constant Namasmarana wherever you are.

(Bhagawan concluded His Discourse with the Bhajan, “Hari Bhajana Bina

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