Its that time of year when Gods and Godesses are intensively worshipped...whether navratras ramzan or deewali. All of us make all kinds of arrangements –to pray elaborately, eat mercilessly and buy lavishly.
Wonder on what basis they (Gods) allot their blessings. The magnitude of the puja celebrations or the intensity of prayers!!!
Wonder how ‘He’ or ‘She’ can discern between genuine prayers and flamboyant prayers
Do the Gods recognize rituals and traditions or do they see the sincerity in one’s prayers?
Or do they measure their blessings according to the number of ‘delicacy prasadams’ that we make. My rationalistic mind does not encourage me to follow rituals. Because I have seen different rituals followed for the same festival in different regions. Prasadams are also different in these regions.
Since I have almost lived in most of the regions of our country, I am a little confused as to which ritual was actually asked by God to follow or to who He said that he likes ‘Modak” or ‘Bobbatlu n Boorelu” .
Small things like the direction of the coconut or a banana while offering to God or the tail of the coconut should be retained or not, whether oil lamps can be lit by agarbattis-I have so many doubts as to what God actually prefers.
I also wonder if ‘He’ or ‘She’ like the dances we present in the name of celebrations. Some dance for bollywood tunes, some in regional languages, and what not in the name of God!
If God is very particular about how much I fast, how many delicacies I can cook, or how elaborate are my arrangements for the puja and how expensive are my new clothes –in giving ‘His’ blessings-then I am sure I am not on His list of blessings.
I can neither cook well nor follow the rituals. I can only pray sincerely and I can preserve the mother nature that ‘He’ has given so lovingly to all of us. All I can offer are the pure fruits that ‘He’ has gifted to us.
We were once having a discussion on why many undeserving people are blessed by God with riches and many deserving people are given harsh time.
A friend came out with a witty but most right reply. ‘Bhagwan apne gadhe ko halwa khilata hai’! This means that God gives halwa to His donkeys and love to His genuine followers.
I don’t miss the halwa because I can feel God’s blessings in so many ways. The kind of opportunities and life He has given me I am sure He doesn’t mind my policies on –no rituals, no caloried prasadams and no lavish expenditure!
I have a feeling that God wants ‘sincerity’ more than rituals. Good deeds more than elaborate arrangements. Feed the starved rather than feed the well fed!
We should give Him time to unwind and take a reality check instead of cluttering Him with different demands. Just like we take rash decisions when we are driven crazy, we should not harass Gods so much with our prayers that the famous English movie title ’Gods Must be crazy’ should not come true.
I guess the Gods also need rest after these intense invocations they have to succumb to - from every devout devotee.
If all of us do what we are suppose to do and help ourselves before seeking help, do what is right and at all times be human-I am sure God’s blessings are always on us. We don’t need to prove to Him through puja’s and bhajans. Our deeds talk more than our words. He has that all pervading eyes and His own judgement and I fully bow to that.
In the last 5 years I have seen 4 people who actually seem bigger than their human existence. God must have given them extra human genes compared to all of us.
When I drive back from work and if the time is after 6PM, near parade grounds, I see this almost 50 year old father, walking his 20+ handicapped son with immense patience and care. This is a sight I am seeing for the last 5 years. I keep saluting him whenever I pass by-not that he sees it but it is for my satisfaction.
I had this student called Sakshi Sareen-a 11 year old sweet docile girl, sadly, now late sakshi sareen. It is only when the girl came down with health problems did I know that she is an adopted child. The trauma of the parents when they realized that she does not have one kidney and their unconditional love when the mother donated her kidney to her adopted daughter- is something I can never forget.To have donated her kidney to an adopted daughter that too with no guarantee that it would be successful-I think is a great humane gesture. Sadly the girl did not survive the operation and my heart is still with that lady who was mourning when I went for the prayer for the young girl-gone! What humanity and what sacrifice!
There is this family who shifted from rural Andhra for better education for their only son. They struggled to make both ends meet. When the boy was in 4th the father was diagnosed with incurable cancer. The entire family-his family and her family were against her selling the only property they have to cope up with his treatment. But the lady is strong for which I admire her courage. Despite adversities and apprehensions she kept up her faith till the last moment. Sadly the person did not have longer life. Whenever I meet her I can only see the emotional strength she has.
And this smart young IT employee who donated her kidney to her husband and wears brighter smile than before. Her sensitive son who is in our Grade 4 now, and her ever obliged husband are her sources of strength I guess.
God bless them all.