Eternal Honour For This Almighty Advent
Tuesday, March 25th, 2014
25th March 2011 has taken a sure place in the annals of His Story, being the day when He chose to publicly appear for one last time, Thus Far… Revisiting the day after three-long years, missing Him out in physical, what should be our plea…prayer…to the One-Off Supreme Advent Whom We Knew as Sri Sathya Sai… writes Sri Jullie Chaudhuri, commemorating the day, commending on His Supreme Intent, praying that His Supreme Advent will honour each and every one of It’s Intent.
25th March 2011…thus far, the final darshan…wan and sallow…dim and faded appeared the rays of the Sun. March – April 2011…then on till 2014…Tough times…toughening process…those days filled with alarm and apprehension…unease, strain and trepidation…that something was amiss…not knowing what to do…acute was the helplessness…with prayers as the only refuge.
Prayers to Him…for Him.
Can we argue with God…?
We can only try…and cajole our Mother…strive hard to persuade our Father…plead, appeal, beseech, implore and entreat our Friend, Guide and Gurudeva…that bereft are we…He has to come around…existence has meaning only because of His Presence.
He signifies life…of what use is living…without a life…doesn’t it amount to merely subsisting? What is the fate of a crop when faced with a drought so crippling…? Nature was confronting a sudden winter in the middle of spring…if a song has no tune…how can one with harmony sing…?
The Beloved One was determined…so were we…with global pleas…fervent endeavours to beg Him to do something.
Even so, the All Knowing One wouldn’t relent…the onus was on us to be patient for the moment…work upon ourselves and watch the divine plan unfold as per His Will.
However, neither a second…nor a moment has been forgotten or relegated to the background…every bit is writ in large print on the screen of the heart, mind and soul. Nothing can assuage or diminish…in howsoever a minute manner – the sting, the soreness…the pain felt by each cell of the being.
Oh, Compassion Incarnate, Beloved Bhagawan…so much You took and kept taking upon Your Physical Frame…flawless and fathomless is Your approach, method, tactic and technique…this is certain…it is all beyond human reason, unencumbered are You…beyond any and every boundary…no finite mind can ever grasp Your ways…suffice for us to be fully aware that You are the vital, pivotal Source…You – the Primary Force. It is You Who writes and shapes the Cosmic Script…it is You Who pronounces each edict…Your intent, words and deeds outline the Laws of the Universe.
The ‘power hungry’, selfish, greedy, callous, heinous inhuman ‘human’ ways has entrapped man firmly in the material ‘race for supremacy’ clasp…bringing Earth to the brink of collapse…
All that we know is that…boundless are You, Oh! Most Cherished Mother Sai…our heart acknowledges You as that Ultimate Incarnation…and thus…it desires supreme honour for this Advent…even as it knows that this Supreme Advent will honour each and every one of Its intent.
There is nothing that Divine Power cannot accomplish. It can transmute Earth into sky and sky in to Earth. To doubt this is to prove you are too weak to grasp the grandeur of the Universal. – Baba
25th March 2011…thus far, the final darshan…then on…wan and sallow…dim and faded appeared the rays of the sun…angst, so human a sentiment, encloaked the environ…
Through it all…a belief stood tall – the Sathya of Sathya Sai will prevail to enchant future generations with many a wondrous Divine Trail and Sublime Tale…the Truth…no folktale…His infallible grace ensures that no doubt assails…that faith should never be stale, pale nor frail…a feeling does grow surely and certainly within the core – the era of Sathya Sai has so much more grandeur in store…for the He, Who is being referred to…is no ordinary person…but the Foremost Controller of destiny and fate…Whom nothing in existence can ever equate…for He is the Principal Substance…He is God Incarnate…
Thus, how can this soul not seek perpetual Supreme Honour for this oh, so dearly cherished absolute Almighty Advent…
…when it knows with utmost certainty…that this Advent of that Supreme Absolute will eternally honour Its Intent…?
Now, what about our intent…?
Even as we enhance our sadhana, discipline…introspection and self improvement agenda…Let us accelerate our intent…intensify our intensity…renew our contract with ourselves…vow, pledge, pressing blemishes and characteristics address, reform…redress…transform our hearts into Prasanthi Nilayam…sincerely pray that our attempts may He so bless…
Every prayer…each earnest supplication is lodged in the ether…transcending realms…embracing the Cosmic Essence…invoking heavenly benevolence and clemency…attracting and prevailing upon the mercy of the Matchless Sovereign…that tender Universal Heart…to finally culminate in a boon…the triumph of perseverance and patience…a long awaited benediction.
And so…the soul does wait and sigh…absorbedly…keenly…intently visualizing Beloved Mother Sai…Bhagawan Sri Sathya Sai…Dearest of all that is dear…for only one thing shines crystal clear…luminescent and bright in the inner sphere…a sole desire…all that the soul does desire is – Supreme Honour for this…so dearly treasured Almighty Advent…
i miss You…Beloved Bhagawan…
Nothing attracts the mind…
…for nothing distracts it…
…relentlessly the soul does Thee pursue…
…this overwhelming ardor nothing can subdue…
…from material manipulations and callous opportunism…
…creation…
You must come and rescue…
…Your words the heart does constantly preview…
…value and view…
Come, alter, transmute, commute…
…all questions in to a proclamation…
…an exalted exclamation…
…i miss You…Beloved Bhagawan…
…i miss You true…
…don’t ask me not to…
…for i simply cannot…
…i miss You, i miss You so, sweet Lord …
…helpless am i…how can i not…?
As it journeyed through lifetimes…
…epochs, eons, ages…
…many a form the soul did wrought…
…a myriad impressions surreptitiously begot…
…a dormant feeling…a restless disenchantment…
…a vexed discontent…
…somehow…
Your subtle essence did the subconscious besot…
…in spite of every luxury…
…‘something’ was missing…
…je ne sais quoi…an elusive not knowing what…
Yet, all through the glittering synthetic onslaught…
…thickly engrossed in Maya’s plot…
…chance encounters with Thy Presence severed a colossal knot…
…gradually Thy substance did my being absorb…
…through countless millennia…
…Your Name has echoed in my heart…
…You were and are my Guide, my Lucky Mascot…
…my constant Escort…
You, i have loved…with You i fought…
…You made me complete…You made me distraught…
…thoughts of You did my mind besot…
…no answer to the ‘why, how or what…’
…the mere mention of Your Name, Beloved Mother Sai…
…within my heart does immense bliss re-allot…
Restlessly through it all…
…at all times…
…known…unknown…
…subtly…wholly…it is You my soul sought…
Like the longing of the Sea for the Shore…
…the outer longed to link with the inner core…
Like the mingling of the wind and the rain…
Like the silent symphony between the earth and the sky…
Like the blending of a flower and its fragrance…
…like the craving of a dark night for a glimpse of light…
…like an agile mind’s quest…
…for deep understanding and insight…
Like a parched terrain for a few drops of water…
Like a king for his heir…and his kingdom…
Like a calf for its mother…
Just like the pure love a canine holds for its master…
…feelings for You did my spirit joyfully stir…
…Only now do i deeply comprehend, Dear Lord…
…that any and every restlessness in reality…
…translated into a restlessness for God…
…i miss You…
Creation misses You…
It is You in totality…
Your enchanting Form…
That too…
…and why not…?
However, more than that it is Your word…
…the precision with which…
… all that You have ever uttered…
…has thus far proven…
…oh, so true…
Beloved Bhagawan…Dear God…
Your word is the Gospel…
Your word becomes the Truth…
Your word is the Gospel Truth…
i miss You, sweet Lord…
…every darshan is recalled with great delight…
…25th March 2011…gave us a final sight…
…thus far…
Every heartbeat places salutations at Thy petal soft Lotus Feet…
…even as it seeks…
… perpetual Supreme Honour…
… for this…oh, so dearly cherished Almighty Advent…
…even as it knows with utmost certainty…
…that this Advent of that Supreme Absolute…
… will eternally honour Its Intent…
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