At the Feet of Bhagawan.

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Dear Brothers and Sisters in TBP,

 

Love and Love alone....

 

I do not know whether I can post this very interesting and insightful

narration of a disciple of Bhagawan Sri Ramana Maharshi to the group of

not. I had tears in my eyes and throat chocked while reading it. Since I

enjoy such conversations and postings, as an after-thought, I wanted to

share my happiness with you all. I hope it receives the consent of the

Moderator/Owner of the Group.

 

Love and Love only....

 

P. Gopi Krishna

 

*From " At the Feet of Bhagawan " *

 

T.K. Sundaresa Iyer (T.K.S) met Sri Ramana in 1908 when T.K.S was only

a twelve year old boy. His cousin Krishnamurthy had been visiting Ramana

Maharshi regularly and would sing songs of devotion to him. One day

T.K.S asked his cousin where he went every day. Krishnamurthy told him

about Ramana and said, " The Lord of the Hill Himself is sitting in human

form, why don't you come with me. " Both of them then climbed the Hill

and went to Virupksha cave to visit the Sage.

 

Now the story in T.K.S.'s own words:

 

" I too climbed the Hill and found Bhagawan sitting on a stone slab,

with about 10 devotees around him. Each would sing a song. Bhagawan

turned to me and asked, " Well, won't you sing a song also. " One of

Sundramurthy's songs came to my mind and I sang it. It's meaning was,

" No other support have I, except thy holy feet. By holding on to them, I

shall win your grace. Great men sing your praise Oh, Lord. Grant that my

tongue may repeat Thy name even when my mind strays. " " Yes. That is what

must be done, " said Bhagawan, and I took it to be his teaching for me.

From that time on, I went to see him regularly for several years without

missing a day.

 

One day I wondered why I was visiting him at all. What was the use?

There seemed to be no inner advancement. Going up the hill was

meaningless toil. I decided to end my visits on the hill. For one

hundred days exactly I did not see Bhagawan. On the hundred and first

day I could suffer no longer and I ran to Skandasramam, above Virupaksha

Cave. Bhagawan saw me climbing, got up and came forward to meet me. When

I fell at his feet, I could not restrain myself and burst into tears. I

clung to them and would not get up. Bhagawan pulled me up and asked: " It

is over three months since I saw you. Where were you?'' I told him how I

thought that seeing him was of no use. " All right,'' he said, " maybe it

 

is of no use, so what? You felt the loss, did you not?'' Then I

understood that we did not go to him for profit, but because away from

him there was no life for us. "

 

From " At the Feet of Bhagawan " by T.K. Sundaresa Iyer.