Guest guest Posted January 17, 2009 Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 AUM SAI RAM November 21 2008 - I was sitting in darshan line. At one point of time, Baba arrived on the mobile chair. Mr.Chakravarthy and four seva dals were walking on his sides. Simultaneously, bhajans had started. I joined in chorus to sing the Glory of the Living God, who was passing so close to me that I could feel his magnetism. I kept on singing. He went up and down the men aisle, then up the dais. He stayed there for a short time. Soon after, he was conducted on his mobile chair towards the gate which leads to the Yajur Mandiram. By then, the leading bhajan singer had started the famous Dancing Shiva bhajan 'dimmitha dimmitha dim, dimmitha dimmitha dim, nache bhola nath…' I closed me eyes and sang with all my might to Baba. While my lips were mechanically pouring out the lyrics, my heart was supplicating him: 'Leave the wheel chair and dance, Bhola Nath! Dance!' At the same time, I was asking him: 'What has happened to both you and Toshlen (my son)? You are nailed to a chair and Tosh, who used to be a dancing champ, cannot even walk properly; his feet are swollen and his toes twisted with psoriasis! O Lord! What is all this? Dance Bhola Nath! Dance!' As I sang at the top of my voice, Baba made a signal by raising his right hand and turning his fore finger in circles 'Round about turn!' He came back and stopped in front of me! Full of joy, I nearly collapsed. By then another bhajan had started and this, in the Glory of Lord Krishna. As we looked into each other's eyes, the Gopika sang a loving song to her beloved Sundara Shyama Murali Sai… By the Grace of the Lord Sai Chandra, Toshlen did dance again. On New Year's Eve and to greet the coming year, he danced the lavish and exotic 'sega' ,the Mauritian folklore dance, with a group of muti-colored local people, holiday-makers and tourists from different parts of the world. Under the cool tropical summer sky, dotted with twinkling stars and on the moist sand lapped playfully by the teasing waves of the tranquil sea,he danced until dawn. As a miraculously healed and an overjoyed young man swinged his hips and stamped his feet on the sand at the frantic beats of the 'ravanne', 'maravanne' and 'triangle'- the three musical instruments used in the 'sega', I felt the all-pervading presence of Baba in the ocean around us, in the sky above our head,in the sand below and in each and every dancer besides us. Yes! The Dancing Sai Shiva too was dancing the 'sega' ! The 'sega' took its root in the melancholic dance performed by the African slaves brought by the French and British colons to cultivate the sugarcane fields in the seventieth century. One of the pecularities of this dance was the movement of the feet of the slaves dragging the heavy chains to which their ankles were tied. The 'sega' is hereditary to the Creole population of Mauritius and is now-a-days performed as a tourist attraction mostly in beach hotels. At the Lotus Feet of SAI Anita Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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