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"Upadesam oorukkuthan"-Advice is for others.
In response to KVA’s note, sharing his health problems with his beloved readers, I shot a mail advocating how he should face his problems boldly, in an admonishing style which only friends are empowered of doing. This was early morning yesterday.
I developed suddenly severe muscle pain, last night and screamed at Srikanth, my last son available with me here now and asked him to press my back, push a warm-pack at my joints, apply balm all over the body and ordered, ‘ get my book, you rascal!’
“Vishnu sahasrnamam thaane, appa?” he mocked,controlling his laugh which overflew as a smile, watching my ‘paraakramam’ for a simple back pain.
‘Vishuvum vendam, Sivanum vendam; Will ezhthanum. Antha calico bound book edu”
Massaging my muscles,evenly and gently, Sri. who has selected a girl for him as a life partner and asked me to perform his wedding and asked her parents to meet me which they did falling at my feet with ‘ abivadadyae’ on the American-citizen mama’s lips and reverence on mami’s eyes, Cooley said:
“Appa, you are overdoing things, inviting such problems. You have a simple muscle -catch, managed to get from the swimming pool, in the evening. What you need now is not a calico-bound note book but just a pain-killer”
I am alright this morning and ready to continue with the arrangement for the wedding of Sri and his elder brother Atchu, in America, for whom we selected a girl last year..
Moral of the story: ‘Upadesam oorukkuthan’-advice is for others !
My beloved friend KVA can now pen a story in his inimitable style, quoting from the treasure houses in his brain which hasn’t got a muscle-catch or any other problem as his other limbs have”Comments:Dear Sri Sivasubramanianenjoyed redaing your oorukku upadesam;R. Suryanarayanan
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Greeting a classmate on his wedding anniversary
Venu is one of the handful of classmates, I am in contact with. He lives in Palakkad. For the past seven months, while I was away from the country, I didn’t speak to him.Yesterday, I casually called him and there was no response. After sometime, he called back and informed that along with his wife, he was just returning after darsanam in Guruvayoor.“Today is our wedding anniversary.” His happiness was overflowing through the cell phone. ” Bagavaante nadayil aanu thanvilichathu- you called me while we were before the sanctum”Oh! how happy I was, to greet my classmate on his wedding anniversary, that too in the abode of Guruvayoorappan!Venu and me were the toppers in the Aksharasloka competition held during the last days of our high school studies. The first prize I got was ‘Kumarasambhavam’ with a short and meaningful commentary by Kuttikrishna Marar, the great Malayalam critic and Samskritham scholar. The influence of that book was so deep that after several years, when a daughter was born to me, I named her ‘Aparna’Along with Venu I have spent several evenings on the bank of the Kalpathy river, enjoying the beauty of the masterpiece of Kalidasa.Venu, like me is a kathakali lover and unlike me is active in social and spiritual activities. Some two years ago, when I met him, he was engaged in renovating an old temple in his village. I spent a night in his house and his wife will never forgive me for the nuisance I created along with my old friend whom I was meeting after many years. We, recollecting our college days, sang Kathakali songs together, the full night!On her wedding anniversary, when she received surprisingly my call, she remembered that kathakali night in her house. No wonder!“You are fortunate, that we didn’t dance that night” I commented .She laughed.And Unnikrishnan smiled!.COMMENTS:
Dear Friend[I am 75, don’t mind my addressing u as ‘Friend’
I liked, loved and enjoyed ur mail. These experiences when retold have added sweetness.V V good. Thanx. LuvR Sahasranaman [Naman][Chembur, Mumbai] -
04 Guruvandanam
Children, This is for you.
After praying to Mahaganapathy to remove obstacles and to Goddess Sarswathy, to enrich us with knowledge, we will now pray to our Guru for his blessings. Guru is practically the one who provides us tools for a purposeful living. Later, you will lean that Guru is an elevator to your spiritual enlightenment, but it is too early to go into that aspect.
This is a familiar slokam on Guruvandanam.
GURUR BRAHMA,
GURUR VISHNU,
GURUR DEVO MAHESHWARAH
GURUR SAAKSHAAT PARA-BRAHMA,
TASMAI SHRI GURUVE NAMAH.

Meaning :
The Guru is Brahma (The God of Creation)
The Guru is Vishnu (The God of Sustenance)
The Guru is Shiva (The God of Annihilation)
My Salutation to such a Guru, who is verily the Supreme God.
Who is your Guru ?
Your first Guru is your mother, in whose womb you evolved as an embryo of two layers of cells and grew step by step , absorbing the nutrients from her, that made you fit to come out in the open and face the world.
“Are you comfortable my gem in the little space I have provided, where neither the sun rays nor the moon shine reach ?” She asks you, unhappy over the reality that she could not provide you a mansion with golden walls and silver floor, on the top of a diamond hill
” Am I hurting you my lotus bud, when I sit, stand, bend or walk?” She continues to worry. ” Come out soon my child so that I can feed you when you cry”. She laments, “how sad I have no way of knowing when you are hungry !”
Those words soaked in unadulterated affection, love and compassion, pass to your years, ignoring the intermediate layers and get embedded in your little brain. Mother’s love crosses mountains and oceans . The first lesson you learn is nothing but the vibrations of love and affection, care and compassion and it is with that precious knowledge that you enter the world. Your mother has already provided you the safest place in the earth, inside her own body, where neither the hungry vultures nor the vagaries of weather will en-capture and decimate you. That accommodation, also gives you an opportunity to learn to live in darkness, in a restricted space and to grow with the available air and food.
Thus, your own mother is your first and foremost Guru. God is the repository of compassion and He is known as Brahma, Vishnu and Maheswara and as your mother teaches you the first lesson on the above subjects, she is your first Guru.
GURUR BRAHMA,
GURUR VISHNU,
GURUR DEVO MAHESHWARAH
GURUR SAAKSHAAT PARA-BRAHMA is your mother.
तस्मै Thasmai- to him ( here, to her) my namaskaram.
My eldest son Sharath,( Ananth for the world and Kuttan for me ), used to burst into a ‘pey,pey’ yell, the moment I went to sleep, exhausted and eager to rest. It was as if he entered this world with an imbedded device in his throat . Jumping like a just- filled foot ball, I had to get up from my bed, carry him on my shoulder, stroll around the garden in front of our house, resisting the chill weather. Enjoying the mild rocking and warmth of my body, intermittent slow and rhythmic patting on his back, low-tone lullaby lethargically escaping from my lips and cooing of the night -birds from the bushes around, my naughty little imp used to pretend to sleep but the moment his father halted, he used to scream again more forcefully, as if the sky had fallen on his head or a meteor had passed through his ears. What he actually deserved was a dozen slaps or pinches for his cruelty, but I continued my stroll till he slipped into the hands of sleep, unwillingly and unknowingly.
Your parents too are like me, who had often forgone their basic needs like sleep and food to take care of your needs and to make you comfortable and happy. They taught you the value of love, care and tolerance.
You might not remember now but it was your father who taught you to regain your balance when you missed your steps while toddling.
It was he who taught you, your fist steps, which subsequently turned as a long journey in life. Therefore , your father too is your Guru.
So are the other elders in the family, your siblings, your friends , your teachers, your neighbors . You have learned and continue to learn some good acts or words from them and therefore, they too are your Gurus.
So are the world around, the sky and the stars, the sun and the moon, the trees and the rocks, the birds and the animals- they all have a lessen or two for you and they all are your Gurus.
You are an intelligent child. That is why you ask, ” how am to differentiate good from bad, in the process of learning , since you say that every object has some thing or other to teach me ?”
valid question. I will try to clear your doubt when we meet next. -
Elai adai
It was on my return trip after attending a music program in Tampa along with my daughter Aparna and her kids that my avaricious eyes happen to fall on her- a black beauty on a multicolored, golden- boarded, carton inside a movable, transparent-shuttered freezer in a Patel-shop. Mesmerized by her charm, I grabbed a dozen packets instantly and hurried to the car.
” Mesmerized by a beauty on a carton?” I see your eye-brows arching.
Relax; the golden letters on the carton read, ‘ Elai adai’.
Last time, I enjoyed that jack fruit – flavored, semi-hard, semi-soft, sweet snack, in a family wedding in Bombay, was almost an year ago. I served it to Moorthy, my college-mate, whom I had invited and there could not have been a better sweet dish to celebrate the meeting of an old friend . He was so enamored with her charm that he came out with a nice story and wrote more about the elai adai and my kadukkan than about what we missed in our relationship during the long lost years.
Company decides the quality. The association of chakkai varaatti, lifts up elai adai above the nonmbu adai, in flavor and taste. Nonmbu adai is ideal for nonmbu and shines along with the yellow string. Elai adai is enjoyable always. And kudos to those mamis or pattis who selected vazhai elai, banana leaf for spreading the paste and also for their ingenuity in steaming them in a closed vessel. The steam simply stimulates the smell of the vazai elai and chakkai varatti and when the final product comes out , with a combined flavor, still maintaining their individuality, ah! aanandam, paramanandaham.
Verum arisi adai, is a village girl. Fair, shy and simple. Ffty years may be too long for you, but not for my memory. My Venku chithammai patty in Perinkulam, from whom I borrowed the phrase, ‘Pahavane sarnam’, used to spread the half-crushed, unadulterated, rice paste, on a thick iron fry- pan, make that even by pressing with her own shaky fingers mildly but her finger prints were visible when the adai comes out . Over that, she places a small ball of fresh vennai, butter, just removed from an ‘uri’, a mud-pot hanging in a corner with the support of three strings. I see before my eyes, after over fifty years, that ball of butter slowly losing its shape, melting and oiling the surface of the adai. The butter sacrifices its shape first, then its identity to become a part of the adai to placate our palate and pacify our hunger. A sacrifice worth our praise.
verum arisi adai. is not a Verum, mere adai when it absorbs pure butter or when you allow it, the company of a small ball of brown, undai vellam.
Adai, as such, has its own attraction among our snacks and when that appears in different avatarams, each with a specific flavor, taste and shape, ” ha, enthoru sukham!’, as exclaimed by an Iyer boy who enjoyed Meghana’s food recently, during his debut visit to US, on official work. -
03 Saraswathi stothrams
Dear children, this is for you:
You are familiar with this picture of the goddess Saraswathi , सरस्वती, on the bank of a river, adorned by a pure white silk sari with golden borders, holding a book and beads, playing music on Veena, a peacock by her side admiring her serene and calm face .This painting is by Raja Ravi Varma, which might be adoring your mini temple in home. Saraswathi is the Lord of learning, fountain of arts and culture and the symbol of supreme vedanthic wisdom. She is worshiped as Sharada ( the presiding deity in the Sringeri temple), Bharathi, Vani or vagdevi and Kalaivani (in Tamiz ).

You have also been taught the simple Stothram,सरस्वति नमस्तुभ्यं वरदे कामरूपिणि ।
विद्यारम्भं करिष्यामि सिद्धिर्भवतु मे सदा ॥saraswathi namastubhyam varadé kāmarūpiṇi |vidyārambham kariṣhyāmi, siddhirbhavatu mé sadā ||Meaning:
O Saraswathī, my namskarams, humble prostrations for you, O Giver of boons, O Giver of form to desire (full-filler of desire) ,I start my studies; may I achieve perfection. ( bless me to do well ).saraswathi = O Saraswathī
namastubhyam = namaH tubhyam = salutations, for you. तुभ्यम् / tubhyam= to you
varadé= o giver (-dA/ -dā) of boons (vara)
-da (-dA /dā for feminine) suffix means giver of, like
jalada, ambuda (giver of jala/ambu=water, i.e. clouds)
vasu-dA / vasudā = giver of wealth = earth
kAmarUpiNi = o giver of form (rUpa / rūpa) to desires (kAma / kāma). This is a beautiful expression. दायिन् / dAyin giving. dAyini would have served the purpose. But
kAmarUpiNi is lovely.
vidyArambham = vidyA Arambham / vidyā ārambham = knowledge (studying) start
kariShyAmi / kariṣhyāmi = I will do
siddhirbhavatu = siddhiH bhavatu / siddhiḥ bhavatu = accomplishment, may
me = mine
sadA / sadā = always
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या कुन्देन्दु तुषार हार धवला या शुभ्रवस्त्रावृता
या वीणा वरदण्ड मण्डितकरा या श्वेतपद्मासना ।
या ब्रह्माच्युत शङ्करप्रभृतिभिर्देवैः सदा पूजिता
सा मां पातु सरस्वती भगवती निःशेषजाड्यापहा ॥
Yaa Kunda-Indu Tushaara Haara Dhavalaa Yaa Shubhra-Vastra-Avrtaa
Yaa Veenaa Vara-Dannda Manndita-Karaa Yaa Shveta-Padmaasanaa |
Yaa Brahma-Acyuta Shangkara-Prabhrtibhir-Devaih Sadaa Puujitaa
Saa Maam Paatu Sarasvatii Bhagavatii Nihshessa-Jaaddya-Apahaa ||
Meaning:
1: (O Mother Saraswati), Who is fair as a Jasmine flower and Moon and White as Snow and Who is dressed in White Garments,
2: Whose Hands are Adorned by the Veena and Staff symbolizing Boon-Giving and Who is Seated on a White Lotus,
3: Who is always Adored by Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva, and the other deities,
4: Kindly Protect me, and Remove my Ignorance.
कुन्द / kunda jasmine flower- इन्दु / indu = Moon तुषार/ tuSAra= snow, dew, camphor हार/ hAra = garland धवल / dhavala = dazzling white.
शुभ्रा / zubhrA crystal वस्त्र / vastra = cloth आवृ / AvR = cover शुभ्रवस्त्रावृता = adoring zubhrA vastram
वर / vara = best मण्डित / maNDita = adorned कर / kara = hand वीणा वरदण्ड मण्डितकरा = the one with hands adorned with a great Veena and a staffदण्ड / daNDa = rod, staff, stick श्वेत / zveta =white पद्मासन / padmAsana =positioned in a lotus =sitting in a lotus
प्रभृति / prabhRti= beginning with . Brahma-Acyuta Shangkara-Prabhrtibhir-Devaih= by Brahma, Vishnu, Sankara and other Devas Sadaa Puujitaa= always worshipedMaam Paatu = Save me सा / sA = she मां/ mAM पातु / pAtu = Protect निःशेष /niHzeSa = complete, जाड्य / jADya= stupidity, ignorance, absence of intellect, dullness etc . अपह / apaha = removing Nihshessa-Jaaddya-Apahaa = the one who completely removes ignorance, illiteracy etc.
Explanation :
The name Saraswathi is derived from सरस् “saras” (anything flowing, water, pond etc) and “wathi” (meaning “she who has …”, similar to sowbaagyavahti, roopawathi), i.e. “she who has flow”. Now, knowledge is free flowing. One might be a great scholar; it has to flow from him to help others. Books are repositories of knowledge, but that has to flow into our head.
The words saritā (सरिता = river), sarovara (सरोवर = lake), sarī-sṛipa (सरी-सृप = reptiles), sarpa (सर्प = serpent) all have the same root – to flow. So, Saraswathi is symbol of knowledge, whose flow (or growth) is like a river or pond, supremely fascinating like a divine damsel. She is depicted as a lovely, fair Goddess with four arms, wearing a spotless white saree and seated on a white lotus. White, for us, is the shade of purity and everything about Saraswathi , is white, the colour of pure snow.
The श्वेतकमल or white lotus, which blooms at moon- rise is her seat . Moon is ‘zitAMzu’ शीतांशु, the one with white cool rays at the sight of whom the white lotus blooms. Saraswathi is ‘kundendhu thushara haara dhavaa’ and ‘ subravasthranghitha’ She wears white apparel and white garland and is ‘हंसवाह’ riding of hamsa, which again is snow-white in colour.
She is the embodiment of intelligence, consciousness, cosmic knowledge, creativity, education, enlightenment, music, the arts, eloquence and power.
You would have observed that Sarswathi doesn’t have any weapons . Annihilation is not her job. Knowledge is not to harm others. It is to help them. It is to help you and promote you to a better status. To purify your soul and elevate it to a high level. The ultimate aim of knowledge is to liberate the soul about which you will learn when you grow.
Meditation :
Calm,quite, pure, peaceful and a totally serene feeling you should have when you meditate on the Goddess whose physical form symbolizes pure knowledge, which is stainless.
Now, meditate on Goddess Saraswathy to help you in your studies. Studies knows no boundary. It can flow from the classroom, at home, in the play ground , from your parents and others at home and also from those outside. The Nature is a best friend and teacher.The animals, tress, birds, river, ocean all will teach you something or other.
Let your ambition to learn good things grow. Let Sarswathi Devi bless you for that to happen.
Love,
sperinkulam -
01 ‘Agajaanana padmarkkam’

This is for you, children.
At dusk, when the reddish divine disc, descends with admirable glory, behind the western hills, visible from our house , we children used to sit before a brilliant big brass lamp that illumined and sanctified the small enclosure called ‘sree kovil’ in our ‘naalu kettu’ big house, where we were raised. Focusing at our innocent faces and appreciating our imperfect attempts to sing, were rows of dazzling pictures of male and female forms of divinities who, we were told, were the givers of heath, wealth, education and happiness .
The first stotram we were taught by Appa was,agajānana padmārkam gajānanam aharniśam
anēka dam tam bhaktānām ēkadantam upāsmahēअगजानन पद्मार्कम् गजाननम् अहर्निशम्
अनेक दम् तम् भक्तानाम् एकदन्तम् उपास्महे.The meaning, in brief :I meditate upon the God with elephant-face and single tusk, the giver of many boons to devotees, seeing whom Parvathi’s face lights up, as the lotus which blooms at the sight of the sun.This familiar prayer of obeisance to the beloved child of Parvati, is heard again and again as one of the ‘prarambha prarthanas, initial invocation to the remover of obstacle, Gajaanana Bagaavan. The verse is simple, sweet and meaningful.I will try to give the word by word meaning first and then explain the overall beauty .Agaja- Paarvathi
Aananam-face or mukham
padmam- lotus
arka-sun.Gajaanan- the one with the face of an elephant
AhaH -day
Niza- night
Aharnisham- day and night, throughout.Anaekam – Many, plenty
Dam- He who gives
tham- you
Bakthanaam– to the devotees
Eakadantham- single-tusked
Upasmahae– Upasmi aham- I worship
Explanation of the words :’Ga’ refers to gamanam or movement. When the negative sound ‘a’ is prefixed, the meaning changes to, one which cannot move- here mountain, the Himavan. Recall similar words like, asathyam, adharmam, Atchuthan, Ananthan, Amara, Asura, etc.
The word ‘ja’ means’ born to or from. Agaja is the one born to Agam or mountain- ie Parvathi.
नग Naga has also the same meaning- the one which doesn’t move. Nagaathiraja is King of mountains, Himavan.
Remember the first sloka in Kumarasambhavam :अस्त्युत्तरस्यां दिशि देवतात्मा हिमालयो नाम नगाधिराजः।
पूर्वापरौ तोयनिधी विगाह्य स्थितः पृथिव्या इव मानदण्डः॥ १-१astyuttarasyāṁ diśi devatātmā himālayo nāma nagādhirājaḥ |
pūrvāparau toyanidhī vigāhya sthitaḥ pṛthivyā iva mānadaṇḍaḥ || 1-1Mahaganapathi is described in the first line as the sun for the lotus face of Parvathi. The Divine mother’s face blossoms the moment she sees her son, as does a lotus which blossoms at the sight of the first ray of the sun.Second line – Gajaanananam – the elephant faced God. Day and night, with no break, always,Third line- aneka dam- tam bhaktaanaam, ‘damtam’ should be understood as the combination of two words, ‘dam, tam’. You give, in plenty, to your devotees.Fourth line- eakadantham -single-tusked – I worship.Charm of the hymn :
The first line starts with ‘Agajaana’ and the second one with ‘Gajanana’, both carrying different meaning but with sound parity.
Similarly,
The third line starts with ‘anaekadantham’ and the fourth one with ‘ eakadantham’, again different meanings with sound parity.
This sabdalankaram, beauty of sound similarity adds to the charm of the hymn.
The Sun and lotus have special significance in our literature. The sun is not a globe of burning gases or even just a remover of darkness or nourisher of living beings.
‘Sooryam sundara lokanathamamritham, vedanthasaram, Sivam
Jnanam,brahma mayam, suresamamalam, lokaikachitham swayam.
Indradithyanaraadipam, suragurum, thrailokya choodamanim,
Vishunu, brahamma, sivaswroopa hridayam, vandae sada Baskaram.
The sun is vedantha saram, the meaning of vedantham, Vishnu, Brahma, Siva swaroopa hridayam, Suraguru –the Rishi’s eulogization of the sun god goes on endlessly. For the Hindus He is the prathykshadeivam, the god visible to the naked eyes, the very source of life, nourisher, remover of sins .
So, is the importance of lotus, which is related to all gods. Though the sun opens up the eyes of all buds, he is named padmaprobhoda, emphasizing his special relationship with the lotus. Our ancient literature sings loudly about this unique relationship of the heavenly born sun and pankajam, born in marshy, muddy bottom of a pool. The unique union of the sky- born, extremely powerful luminary and simple, bashful, lovely, fragrant flower of moderate family has been the theme for many poetic works. No flower other than Lotus has the unique distinction of having the closet relationship with the gods. Brahma is padmasana, Vishnu is Padmnabha and Lakshmi is padmam, all in all .
‘ padma priyae, padmini, padma hasthae,
Padmaalayae, padmdalaayathakshi.
Vishnu priyae, viswa manonukoolae,
Thwat paaadapadmam, may sannidhisswa.’
Every where padmam, that is Mahlakshmi.
Ask your child, while reciting, to concentrate on his mind’s eye, the sparkling face of the Gajanana Bagavaan, the face that blooms the lotus-like lovely, serene face of Parvati, beaming with pride and tranquility at the sight of her beloved sun. -
Vishu musing–what I missed to preserve
Vishu musing – Appa’s four anna coins, I failed to preserve
“Don’t open your eyes, till I wake you up early morning tomorrow,” Amma warns, the previous night. But I get up before the dawn breaks, for cracking fireworks before others do, though pretend that I was still sleeping. She comes to my bed and ‘wakes me up.’
“Don’t open your eyes,” she instructs, while leading to the pooja room, holding my hand, to show Vishukkani. Surreptitiously, I throw a glance at my patakkam bag, fire crackers kit , through the corner of one eye. Finds it unhampered and then ‘open’ my eyes. Ah, what a splendid display ! A colourful picture of a smiling lad, gorgeously adorned with splendid jewels and clothes surrounded by fresh vegetable, fruits and several other glazing and fragrant collection.
Appa gives a golden coin, then a silver one and asks me to press those to my eyes but soon takes back. Then, he gives a four anna coin and asks me to ‘keep it safe’.
Oh, What a precious, much awaited gift it was!! Gift ? No, I didn’t consider it as a gift. It was my first earning, I thought! . Thousands, I earned later, notes fresh from the press, still warm with the heat gained from the rollers. Those were less lustrous when compared to the simple, small, round, shining disc, which Appa used to give after Vishukkani, every year, with an advice, “jaagrathaya vetchukko- keep it safe”- or I thought so?
But alas, I didn’t keep those precious metals safely. Much worse, I didn’t preserve his shining words of wisdom, handed over, now and then. Later, I heard several hi-fi speeches , read many award -merited books, but found them less meaningful, less friendly. What is lacking in these well-bound books and high volume speeches, I ask in vain. What was so great about my father’s short sentences, which any one could have delivered, I ask, again in vain.
“How poor you are ! ” laughs the currency notes in the bank in my name, ridiculing my failure in preserving what I earned and learned from my father. I hear their loud thunder, every Vishu day. Or is that nothing but the rattling noise from my cracker bag, which only means that unknowingly, I have preserved the crackers and not the more powerful metals and words ?
These thoughts are not taking me anywhere. Surprisingly I look at the mullapoo, jasmine flower and vazai elai, plantain leaf nicely rolled in a paper, bought last night, by my niece for her thalai vishu, first festival after wedding, Mullappoo and vazahi elai have come to America all the way from India!.
“Thanks Appa or thanks mama,” they say, my son, daughter, nephews and nieces, while , receiving the dollar notes I hand them over, after Vishukkani in Baltimore, New Jersey or Ocala..
”Sookshitchu vetchukkumkol’- keep safe”. No, I don’t tell them . I know they will. They are aware of the mistake I made.
If you are fortunate to receive Vishukaineettam from your father, try to keep them safe. More so, his words of wisdom.
Then the currency notes or crackers won’t have much to laugh at you.”.
Enjoy your Vishu.
Love and regards,
sperinkulam
Ocala, Baltimore. -
My family and village deities
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Kavus, Devi shrines and Sarpa kavus, shrines for the Snake gods are the specialities of Kerala, sanctioned by the great ParasuraAmA., as per the legends. In every house, there used to be a Sarpakavu, in the special corner allotted in the open, beneath a tree, where lamps were lighted every evening and special Poojas performed on special occasions. Even now, many old houses, maintain those home shrines.There are separate temples too for Nagaraja, and small shrines as a part of big temples.
The Devi shrines, were mostly in forests and the devotees had to walk, miles, to reach some of them.
Each ancestral core -family had a Kavu, for worship. The family tress would have spread and the branches crossed and climbed over several territories, but the Kavu remained the same and the Devine Mother, is the mother for all those branched families and they, Mother’s subjects.
Chittalencheri or Cheruvathoor Bagavathy ( also called Cherunatturi) near Alathur, Palakkad is our Kuladeivam. In the olden days at least one member from our family used to visit the kavu and place two and half an anna on the step of the sanctum, called padippanam, as a token of telling the Divine Mother, ‘we are your adimai or slaves’. or ‘we surrender to you; save us’. Even now once a year, I visit our Kavu and submit the padippanam, as a token of surrender of my entire clan. We print our wedding invitation cards Invoking Mother’s blessings and take the couple, soon after the wedding to ‘show’ them to the Mother and seek Her blessings. That was the practice followed from time immemorial.
My maternal grand father, was a kid when his mother went to the kavu.The kid cried and wanted to accompany her but she did not take him along with, as the journey was arduous though forest and it took several hours to reach the temple, by walk.
Those days, there used to be velitchappadu,( oracle) in all kavus. Donning a red robe and holding a sword in his right hand, he used to utter a few words, vibrating the sword and his body, in spiritual ecstasy. The belief was those words were the commands from the Goddess and not his own.
The oracle came near the patty and asked, “ente kunj evidae?-where is my child?
Patty apologized and submitted the reason for not bringing the kid along with her. “Appo, Aammiyil viswam illa allae?-that means you don’t believe me, right ? ” asked the velitchappadu. Patti was given prasadam ( viboothi) only after she assured that the child would be brought next year and with some assistance the child was taken and presented next year. In the picture ( 1) below is the grandson of that ‘child’, my cousin, Cartoonist Kumar, aka K.R. Ramakrishnan, before the shrine.
The elders believed in such super powers of the deities and they lived on belief, as God was the only dependable entity for them. There is now velitchappadu only for festivals or special occasions.
My younger brother. for reasons unknown, had an aversion for rice, till his sixth or seventh year, though he liked snacks made of rice, such as idli, dosai etc. He would not tolerate even the presence of a plate of rice placed unintentionally along with the snacks . My parents were worried and when we went to our village, they prayed to our gramadevada, village deity Navaneetha Krishna Swamy and served payasam, after it was as offered to the God, as PrasAdam, to all the kids in the village . I remember as a boy, enjoying that prasAdam, along with so many children from the village, served in the hall facing the sanctum. Lo and behold, my brother voluntarily sat along with the other kids and tasted the payasam made of rice. Since then he continued to eat rice, from my plate too.
There is no explanation for such happenings. For men of rational thinking, those happenings are accidental and for traditionalists, divine acts.. One thing I’m convinced is there are things beyond our comprehension.
In the picture (2 ) below, is the frontage of our Perinkulam Thekkey gramam, Navaneetha Krushnaswamy Temple. My ancestral land, where there was an old mud house long ago, is seen near the temple where the ther, the temple chariot is parked. Our car festival starts shortly and the chariot -run four all the four temples , on March 3, this year.
My first sister ‘s wedding took place in the mandapam, before the sanctum, which you see in the picture, over fifty years ago. Her’s was the first wedding to take place, soon after the construction. I remember the entire village contributing their skill, time and efforts for the wedding. Murukku and other snacks were prepared on the thinnai, raised platform, of the house opposite to the temple, under the leadership of PAkku mAmi. Food for the four- day long wedding was prepared by an expert team under the leadership of an uncle in our village. personal invitation to every house was a must, carrying coconut, betel leaves, kumkum, tarmuric powder etc. In addition, once the leaves for serving food were spread, again the invitation had to be extended, visiting each house personally. With all those formalities, there was camaraderie, cooperation and social happiness.
The face of many villages has changed now. How long the identity will be maintained is a big question. Change is an integral part of growth, even of existence. So, let us accept things as they come.
The childhood memories crop up when I visit my village, though I lived there only for a short period. But it is more the remembrance of my earlier generation, that makes my trip a pilgrimage. I recall their stories heard from my parents and visit without fail the land they were cremated and spend an hour or so, on the steps of the adjacent pond, Chooriappankulam, lost in their memory.
The most sacred shradham I performed for my ancestors, was not the one I did in Gaya or Kasi or BramhakapAlam, but the one , standing in knee- deep water in the Chooriappan kulam pond, collecting a fistful of water and pouring it back to the pond, facing the Sun, remembering them, silently.
When the manas, mind is packed with bakthi, mantrams and materials have no role to play.
Love,
SP
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Comments
reminds me of my first trip to meenkolathi amman temple and newly married could not understand the rituals of anything there still the temple gave the payasam vessel to be washed and told not to worry just keep it in the pond and it will be cleaned in a few minutes never understood what they meant by that but yes the answer was right there as i left the vessel on the first step itself saw the fishes jumping inside cleaning it away and jumping back into the pond, as i came out suddenly someone held my hand and with a loud voice booming said something like ninda shatrooyellam nasham adaiyattum or something similar and i had paled with this holding of my hand as he had a big sword kind of stuff too, and my husband was having a hilarious laugh looking at me paling away and all who joined him but it was a tense moment for me never to be forgotten ever….A nice article giving some insight into mysterious incidents. Thanks.i enjoyed reading this article…on a similar note is there anybody who can help in a peculiar situation.
i know a little boy who refuses to eat any rice or any good food..he sort of hates rice n homecooked food..this has happenedd suddenly.
anger also sets in as a result.can some elders suggest any remedy if theres any…
any prayer or maybe something which seems elusive to the parents please…
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