Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Saints are Ever So Dear to Me

A priest used to conduct the routine worship at the Kanchi temple. His duty was to worship the Lord wave the arati lamp before Him, office food to the deity and then deliver the consecrated food to the king.
Once it so happened that the king got displeased with the priest for some reason. He didn’t only suspend the priest form his job but also ordered him to leave the kingdom within three days. It was the king’s mandate, so finding himself totally helpless, the poor priest reluctantly packed up his belongings.
However the priest to visit a Mahatma often and serve him selflessly. H went to the Mahatma and said Holy Sir In compliance with the royal orders; I am going to leave this Kingdom, so here I have come to seek your blessings.
The Mahatma said, You daily used to cook food and bring it for me. You also brought the prasada of the Lord to me, if a devotee like you is deserting this place what should I do staying here? Come on, I will accompany you wherever you go.
Mahatmaji also got ready to leave with hid bag and baggage. Such ascetics have no problem whatsoever food is always ready for them wherever they go. Mahatmaji went into the temple a spoke to the Lord, “O Lord lying on the bed o Shesha, You may of course take rest here, but I am going. When the priest who used to serve me is leaving what business do I have staying here?”
The lord replied, when a saint like you is to leave this city, then for what purpose should I remain here? I am not interested in the royal articles provided by the king. I rather the pious company of saints. So I too will accompany you.”
They all left with the priest in the lead followed by the Mahatma and lord Narayan in guise of an ordinary man, following the Mahatma. As they left the city was engulfed in a veritable turmoil. The king had nightmares while ominous incidents began to take place in the city. The king went hurriedly to the other saints and Mahatmas of His kingdom to enquire about the reason behind the upheavals. He was intimated that with the priest leaving the city, the Mahatam also left. And the Lord who couldn’t forgo the holy company of such a Mahatam too went away along with them, thus only the image of the lord now remains in the temple, while his divine spirit left with the Mahatam. When the fuse is disconnected all appliances such as the bulbs fans, air conditioners, ect. Are left with power and hence out of order. Similarly, with the all powerful spirit of the Lord leaving the city has plunged into a chaotic disorder.
The King went into the city temple and ardently prayed to the lord for mercy. Just then the divine utterance was heard.
“O kind When the Mahatam has abandoned your city, how can I stay here any longer.?
The king immediately approached the Mahatam and said, Maharaj! Please don’t…….

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