AWAKENING WITH GANGA
Few Months ago I
was staying at walking distance to mighty holy Ganga. A completely Monkeys n
dogs free zone provided me fearless access to attain sunrise at river bank. In
quest of solitude I didn't mind crossing the hustle and bustle of city life to
reach the quiet and serenity of country life. We do search isolation but we do
need human presence. 'Somebody is just a call away' situation comforts the soul
and strengthens the mind. People taking dips in holy water, performing rituals,
kids splashing water, practitioners meditating in yoga postures and seekers
observing every bit of them ....All the scenes not only soothe your eyes but
also start improvising your vision to see things in rhythm . Every time I visit
Rishikesh , I am mesmerized more than previous visits. Equally balanced with
grandiosity and modesty, this city reveals the most kept secrets one by one to
me. Many Moons ago It was a nice weekend getaway followed by long drive, loud music,
river- rafting and late night parties. That time I had to select a hotel not
having river view so that I could clink glasses and say cheers. My massive
respect for Ganga was since eternal. Spiritual seeds were always there inside
me, waiting for soil & season to growing and sprouting although I knew not
how.
Gradually rafting took back seat and party mode went into
slow gear. As far as I can recall I found myself lost and wandering aimlessly
around Lakshman Jhula and Swarg-Ashram. Embellishing myself with multicoloured
beaded mala, religious motif rings and yoga bracelets were the first thing in my
to-do list. I discovered my own way to say hi and embrace the Rishikesh vibes.
Sitting alone besides ghat on the bank of river, I enjoyed the calmness. I
loved to observe how glowing water turned into little-little twinkling stars
and in a flesh water began to swirl. Swirling water created a stunning illusion
to be a bridge between the visible and invisible world. No other element
attracts us more than water as our 70% body is made of it. Water has memory and
knows its origin. Before I submerged into melodious tunes of water, some annoying
noises (Click-Click, Yo-Yo songs) compelled me to wrap up. I relocated to
nearby cafe. Every city has a magic place where we go when we need to think seriously
about life. I found my cozy corner overlooking Ganga. Sipping black tea in my
cocoon, I often wished to spend more and more time there. Soon I fed up with
this system too. I noticed our society was still not ready and welcoming for
solo female travellers. Thinking about new whereabouts I heard the wondrous
sound of waterfall. A deep desire rose in my heart to follow the water flow and
I decided to trace its origin.
Aaha...What a spellbinding forest fragrance!!! I was so
grateful to the Mother Nature for torching my way up to the mountains. I
already made up my mind not taking direct path. Walking through woods and
bushes, leaving trails behind, 5 km hiking was fruitful to fetch me on the
mountain top. Devastatingly beautiful yet breathtakingly view where I could
relish the chance to be alone with my thoughts. My connection with nature was
being revived. I mentally patted myself on the back. You need to surrender and
the Cosmos is constantly revealing eternal knowledge to individual. Everything
in the Universe has life from star to grass. You must try to stay in contact
with that life .It understands your language and the world will begin to take
on a different meaning for you. I realized what are written in ancient texts,
all have been experienced. My intuition initiated me into sound of forest. I
was trying my hands into unleashing the unlimited potentialities. I longed to travel
through the dreams until roaring of tiger woke me up palpitating and
perspiring. Roar was coming from the two mountains away but threatening me that
I can reach you in no minute. I conquered my fear & continued to climb up
on the top till the trails started converting into winding roads. Construction
noises gulped the mystery of forest lately.
A temple visit in morning and attending Ganga aarti in
evening at dusk are the only rituals, I served faithfully. While attending aarti
a scholar suggested me for paying a visit to Divine Life Society. I always
maintained a safe distance from ashrams’ hoardings. Somehow I could not resist
the offer. Infrastructure of the ashram delighted me. The tranquillity around
the Samadhi of Swami Shivananda amazed my senses. This amusement led me to
Bhootnath Temple where the serenity of Swami Kailashanand’ Samadhi actually
introduced me the state of beyond five senses & and deepened my thirst for
the sacred veil. A sudden change dawned on me. I started greeting every sadhu
with smiling face. The very same face used to be expressionless before. My
heart was blossoming upon my thoughts. It gifted me an insight that how
condensed our roots were. Asrams are not mere a space for ritualism. They are
taking care thousand of souls, not pitying on anybody like old age homes. I
rejoiced when I saw a 80 years old aged sadhu packed up in warm socks, thermal
jacket and cladded with clean saffron blanket
during biting cold winter. Traditions remain unchanged, generations come
& go. The soul is perfect and eternal divine essence. The soul may commune
and communicate directly with the Holy spirit of God if you magnify the divine
energy of the soul. I was being more receptive to every emotion. A deep
understanding of wisdom & knowledge were arising in me involuntary.
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