So we followed Guruji’s car as He was taken around the 1000 acre property by its owner Mr. G R K Reddy. I am sure there must have been a running commentary in Guruji’s car, we just followed from one dusty place to another with the semblance of a few buildings coming up… I had to admit though, the place other than where the construction was happening was very pretty … There were places where we would drive on a road that would have been submerged in the sea during the rains …
After about 45 minutes of some pretty pointless driving around (at least according to me), we drove for another half an hour or so, to another lovely property, full of ready made villas (Rs 1 crore and upwards) called tapovan. I was staying in the room across Guruji’s along with Vinod. It was almost 12 noon when we reached here and Guruji was of course meeting more people… I was quite hungry and went off to find food… yummy yummy yummy food, wonderfully authentic south Indian food, sambhar, rasam, rice, dahi vada, ghee, 3 or 4 different types of veggies with unpronounceable names… served on a banana leaf… i ate and ate and ate utterly oblivious to the fact that i had to goto that management institute to give a talk in the next hour…
Utterly satiated, i went back to my room and slept. Someone woke me up, i went and freshened up in a daze, somehow managed to stumble into a car and went back to sleep for the next 40 minutes as we drove through more beautiful countryside to the Great Lakes Management College. We were just in time for our talk… There were two other speakers besides me and Vinod and they talked somethings about carrier and management and other boring (at least according to me) stuff, then it was my turn…
I talked about Spirituality, meditation and some other nice stuff… If they ever send me the video i will post it and you can see for yourself… it was a pretty good talk, after which Vinod got up and talked some more and lead us all into a nice peaceful meditation… Then Guruji appeared and wowed everyone with His sheer presence and some superb answers…
Q. Guruji, You had asked us earlier that we should innovate, but whenever we do that there is a high risk/rate of failure… How do we avoid or minimize this?
I was thinking maybe Guruji will say all failures are stepping stones to success, that a failure just means that this is not the way to do it, and that one should move through failure calmly and sensibly…
Guess what Guruji replied …
ps after that there was a very nice Satsang where this guy called “guitar” Prasanna played hard core carnatic music on an electric guitar and Guruji must have said some amazing stuff coz everyone was laughing and nodding… but i didn’t get much of it coz it was all in tamil… but there was also something that happened before that, will tell you in the next post
Someone had to speak at some management institute in Chennai. I didn’t want to go, so it was decided that Dinesh will… He is such a sweetheart, he uncomplainingly does the stuff that i don’t want to do:) … Then, his aussie visa came through and he had to leave for Melbourne in just 2 days… And so, i got stuck with that talk in Chennai.
Then the day before we were supposed to go to Chennai, i found out that Vinod was also going to be talking there and we were a prelude to Guruji! I started to look out for a nice camera… It was sounding better and better… then I was told, that both Vinod and I will be flying to Chennai with Guruji (wow!) and that the flying was going to happen in an hour and a half helicopter ride!!! (wow*100!!). Of course i had no idea what the topic would be, and i didn’t really care… I would say something, HE would take care of it, that it was good My hunt for a camera began in earnest, dinesh had taken our camera to Melbourne.
Early the next morning, i finally found a nice enough camera (devang’s, after rejecting a super high end one, which you had to squint into to take a photo) and went over to Guruji’s rooms and pretty soon we heard the chopper’s noise as it landed just behind the Tripura building. Everyone hurried over to the chopper, vinod was already in it by the time i got there, and i got in next to him, and then Guruji flashed me a big smile as He agilely jumped in and strapped up. I had been up in a helicopter before with Guruji, but it was a much bigger one than this one and that had been good fun… this one looked small and old and it was vibrating even when it was on the ground…
The pilot pulled some lever and released a handbrake kind of a thing and the rotors started spinning faster and faster, making a loud noise which only got louder as we gently took off… It was like going up in an extremely noisy lift, we veered to the right and then headed east (i know coz i saw the compass)
It was very loud in there, like a factory in full production. There were some scary looking bright orange ear plugs which i didnt have the courage to put on. The whole contraption was vibrating and it had its little windows open thankfully so some cold air could come in. Conversation was impossible in the din and Guruji and i were communicating with a series of very funny hand gestures which after 3 minutes we gave up on.
We were flying at the height of some tall building … about 10000 feet or so and the Karnataka countryside was spread under us and it was all very beautiful, and i clicked four photos after which the battery in the camera died but with the vibrating and the noise the scenery quickly lost its charm… And soon the ride became one long clamorous roaring loud noise which i was fervently wishing would stop as soon as possible… Even Guruji sitting next to me was not enough to make me wish for the trip to be longer
This Helicopter was indeed an infernal thing, a machine from hell. And the one thing i was grateful for was that i wouldn’t be flying back in it tomorrow … The minutes crept by, Guruji sat and finished reading and commenting on His emails. Then sat back and meditated… Vinod was asleep … Both of them appeared superhuman feats to me. Sleeping or meditating in a factory furnace were acts of heroism
I just counted the minutes repeating to myself accept thing as they are … Until finally, the copter started to circle and land at this place called Swarnabhoomi which is about 2 hours drive away from Chennai…
Guruji got out and was immediately inundated by devotees and quickly whisked off in some car, somewhere… I got out from the chopper and the full blast of Chennai heat hit me … I had been with Him enough times to know not to panic and know that there would be some transportation for me too … but even then i had a slight lurch in my stomach as i saw His car whizz away … then someone was at my arm, helping me with my laptop bag and taking me to a waiting thankfully gloriously air conditioned car…
more later …
It’s the one mocktail that i almost always order whenever we go out to eat. Each restaurant has its own recipe, and no two ever taste exactly the same… So i made up my own recipe for it and it turned out really nice!!
This recipe makes 8 medium sized glasses…
2 large pineapples
400 ml coconut milk (2 packets)
1 liter of French Vanilla ice cream
a tray of ice cubes
In 8 glasses add a scoop of the Vanilla ice cream. Put in freezer.
Cut the pineapples into medium sized chunks.
In a mixie whirrr the pineapple pieces with some ice cubes. Don’t strain. To the pulped pineapples add all the coconut milk and the remaining ice cream. Whirr all this again in the mixie until blended and smooth. Add to the glasses with the ice cream in them. Decorate each glass with a pineapple wedge if you remembered to keep some aside. Serve immediately. Eight glasses will be enough for 4 people. They will all want at least one more
ps Our friends in Canada made it … here is the picture
Q> Whats the difference between a Swami and a Rishi?
A> A Rishi is a married Swami. A Swami has only a “mi”, a Rishi come with a “Shi”
The name was coined by Vikram, the recipe put together by me
You will need:
3 ripe and juicy apples, washed, cored and cut into medium sized chunks (don’t peel)
2 ripe pears, washed, deseeded and cut into medium sized chunks
1 small ripe and sweet pineapple cut into medium chunks
Some dried berries, raisins, dates (optional)
50 gms butter
1/2 a packet of fresh cream
1 tablespoon of crushed cinnamon
1 teaspoon of crushed cardamom
1 teaspoon of Vanilla Essence (You can add a bit more if you like the taste of Vanilla)
2 heaped tablespoons whole wheat flour
1/2 cup of maple syrup (this is optional and can be skipped if the fruits you are using are sweet and ripe)
10 packets of Vanilla Cream wafers (We used Pickwick)
4-5 tablespoons of really good strawberry jam
A fistful of any good cereal
Melt the butter in a heavy bottomed saucepan. Add the fruits to it and cook for about 7 minutes or so on high flame, then add the flour and continue cooking for 2-3 more minutes until the flour has been absorbed. Then add the Cinnamon, Cardamom, vanilla essence and cook further until fruits are tender, about 10ish minutes more. Finally stir in the fresh cream and the maple syrup, and keep aside.
Grease a baking tray with butter and lightly sprinkle flour on it and then tap the flour off, so you will have a thin layer of flour on the tray. Crush all the wafers completely into a coarse powder and press the powder onto the tray.
Thinly layer this with some strawberry Jam. Evenly spread the fruit mixture on this layer of jam. Sprinkle some cereal onto the fruit layer. We used Vanilla Almond Crunch.
Bake at about 200 deg C for 10-12 minutes. Don’t burn the cereal on the top… Though i did that once and it looked awful but tasted fantastic
Serve HOT with a dollop of fresh whipped cream or vanilla ice cream on the side
You can vary the fruits, maybe add bananas, though then the mixture becomes quite mushy…
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Q. I no longer have the blind faith I used to have for Guruji. I have many questions, which I asked my sister. She got fed up of me and asked me to ask you. So I am doing it…
a. I feel Bangalore Ashram is fully like Hindu domain (with names of kutirs as kashyapa and so on, with constructions based on Hindu mythology and astrology and astronomy, etc.). Even though I am a Hindu (actually a brahmin), I somehow feel AOL is concentrating only on Hindus and not people of other religions. What is your take on this?
b. Bangalore ashram has been built very lavishly, where as, Mangalore does not have an ashram yet. Only a center is present over there. Wouldn’t it be better if Guruji expanded AOL only after the base is set?
c. Guruji actually travels in business class than in economy class (my uncle who is a CEO travels by economy class). Wouldn’t it be saving of money if he travels by economic class?
d. How come Guruji has appointed more number of hindu teachers? Many places do not have muslim/ christian teachers at all. How can you expect all communities to join in satsangs where there is idol worship, etc. (in short following cultures and traditions of Hindus)?
Please don’t have any blind faith for anyone. Faith is never blind. Though the people who don’t have faith are.
Go thru the doubts. Ask questions. Satisfy yourself. Then your faith will be unswerving and you will be richer for that. I hope you understand that it makes not an iota of difference to Guruji whether you have faith in Him or not. Faith helps the seeker, the devotee. Not the Guru.
If AOL is concentrating only on Hindus, then AOL would have been popular only in certain pockets in India. Certainly AOL wouldn’t have appealed to me personally, I am a Parsi. AOL is a worldwide phenomenon. We have courses happening in Saudi and in Rome. AOL takes the essence of all traditions and makes it into a practical and palatable application for modern day living. In India, our ashram reflects the majority Indian culture and traditions.
BTW, do you know that this “Hindu” organization has my father, a 100% Zoroastrian Parsi as its chairman? That the chairman of the European Art of Living is a Roman Catholic, The Chairperson of Art of Living in the Middle East is a Shia Muslim lady and that the chairman of Art of Living US is a Jew?!
Guruji supports the best practices not only of Hindutva, but of all traditions and religions. And ruthlessly He lashes out at the irrational aspects of the same.
Making an Ashram is not much of an issue. Maintaining it, and making it self-reliant is a huge challenge. An ashram should not become a drain on organizational resources, otherwise it becomes counter productive to what it has been built for. If you can come up with a feasible, viable business plan for an ashram in Mangalore or for that matter anywhere else in the world, you can have meetings with the concerned people, like the Apex bodies, etc and i am sure it can be enabled.
Guruji is here on the planet for only a limited period of time as are we all, and His purpose is not real estate, but to spread the Knowledge of meditation and the Self to as many as possible. His base is planet Earth and as of now it is set.
Guruji travels by first class whenever possible, not business. He has also travelled when required to by unreserved train. He has a physical body, which for our own sake needs to be protected and taken care of as much as possible. Have you seen His schedule? I have had the privilege of travelling with Him many times, and after 15 days of it, needed 4-5 days to just recuperate. He does it 24/7 year in and year out.
I defy you or anyone else to move the way He does and work at the pace He has set for Himself. 40 flights in 30 days, many of them long haul takes their toll on the body. Saving money like this is no savings at all.
Btw, how much of the money your uncle earns has he given to the betterment of society? How much of the time of his life does he spend for others? And, finally if his business is doing well, why would he travel by economy? When you can be comfortable and you choose to be uncomfortable, that’s simply being a miser and not very intelligent. Of course if his business is not working, and he is forced to travel by economy, that’s another story… and if he really wants to “save” money, maybe he should go by non air-conditioned bus. Or walk.
In India, 80% of the population is still Hindu. So, we have many Hindu teachers here. We also have Christian, Sikh, Muslim and Parsi teachers in India. In Poland you are not going to find ANY Hindu, Sikh, Muslim and Parsi teachers, only Christian teachers coz there they are all mostly Christians. To be a teacher, you don’t need to be a follower of any culture or tradition. You don’t even need to have a graduation degree.
You only need the ability to think about others, instead of yourself and have a want to teach this glorious Knowledge to others, and yes, have the patience to answer nonsensical questions with a smile, when asked by nincompoops.
Art of Living Satsangs are jam packed almost everywhere in the world. You have clearly not read Guruji’s Knowledge books or listened to many of His talks. He has at length explained the significance of Satsang, of idols and symbols, of singing and chanting. If you browse some articles on this blog, you can read up about some of the fantastic symbolism.
Just fyi, Satsangs in Europe and the US do have hymns in them too. Our Satsangs reflect the character of the place we are in and introduce also a beautiful Indian flavour too, exposing people to the wealth of the culture and tradition of the oldest civilization on the planet.
Finally, if you have ever sat in on a Satsang with Vikram or Harshal you will be treated to world class (devotional) music… from bhajans, to hymns, to possibly even an aboriginal African prayer.
Art of Living Satsangs attract the intelligent seeker from any tradition, faith, religious system or belief. Even atheists. For people who have concepts of how “spirituality”, “meditation”, or a “Guru” should be, and are stuck in those concepts, possibly Art of Living may not help. But if you are a sincere seeker and you really wish to explore the inner universe, then stuff like Mangalore not having an Ashram, Guruji travelling by business class and idols in Satsangs will not bother you.
It’s easy to write nasty questions and sit around your computer waiting for answers. It’s tough to get out there and actually make a difference to society.
I invite you to become busy figuring out how you can make a difference to this beautiful planet we live on, and what part you will be able to play in this brilliant transformation that Art of Living and Guruji are bringing about.
When Adi Shankaracharya asked for directions to the house of Mandana Mishra, who was a highly learned scholar and ritualist, he was told the following…
“You will find a home at whose gates there are a number of caged parrots discussing abstract topics like — ‘Do the Vedas have self-validity or do they depend on some external authority for their validity? Are karmas capable of yielding their fruits directly, or do they require the intervention of God to do so? Is the world eternal, or is it a mere appearance?’ Where you find even parrots discussing such abstruse philosophical problems, you will know that you have reached Mandana’s place.”
Sankara found him, but their first meeting was not pleasant. Mandana initially hurled insults at Sankara, who calmly replied to every insult with wordplay. After a verbal duel, Mandana condescended to debate with Sankara.
Both agreed that Mandana’s wife Ubhaya Bharathi would be the arbiter for the debate, and that the vanquished would become a disciple of the victor and accept his school of thought. To be a Judge, one needs to be wiser than the contenders or at least at par with them. In India, even in those days, women were given such a high status. The debate spanned many days and ranged across many different subjects within the Vedas, and the arguments of both competitors were compelling and forceful, to the utter delight of the daily increasing audience.
After 15 days of lively deadlock, Ubhaya Bharati temporarily halted the debate and put a maalaa (garland) of fresh flowers around Sankara’s and Mandana’s necks. This mystified the audience no ends. Soft whisperings took over the hall and there was difference of conjectural opinion from ‘its just a women thing’ to ‘you can never discern the ways of women’ to ‘its her way of putting perfume’ to ‘she just wanted to garland her husband, but then didn’t want to appear partial’ to ‘there must be something deeper and mysterious hidden here’ and so on…
But as the debate resumed and continued over the next few hours, people started to notice a baffling phenomenon. The flowers from Mandana garland started to pale and droop and then drop one by one while that around Shankara’s were just as alive and radiant, may be even more. When Mandana’s garland had whithered away, Bharati declared Mandana as having lost the debate.
Bharati’s act was such a brilliant, subtly wise move to bind the debate in time and wean out the winner for 2 reasons. The garland would stay fresh longest for one who has a more powerful aura and who creates an environment of high prana around him. A second reason could be that a person may use the best of words but if it is not an experiential truth for him, or if there are any cravings or aversions, he will emanate heat around him which can expedite the wilting of the flowers (like Guruji says, “with craving and aversion, even the breath becomes subtly hotter”). That’s why it is also called feverishness or ‘jvarata’ and a person centered in the self will radiate the coolness of the being in his very presence.
For the Knowledge incarnate Sankara, the debate was but a play and it was ‘no sweat’ he emerged victorious with a fresher maalaa around him.
But Mandana’s wife, as the judge, would not accept a Brahmachari (an unmarried ascetic), as having complete wisdom since he did not have any knowledge about Kama Sastras (rules about sex). Sankara requested a day’s suspension on the debate. According to legend, through his Prana Vidya (knowledge of Prana), he then entered into the body of a king who had just died and as the revived king he gained the required knowledge in the art of love.
The next day, the debate recommenced and Mandana finally accepted defeat and became Sankaracharya’s disciple and assumed the name Suresvaracharya (also called Vartika Kara) and finds a mention in our Guru Pooja along with Padmapada, Trotaka and Hastamalaka as the four main disciples of Adi Shankaracharya.
Adi Shankaracharya re initiated India around 400 BC (?) into the Vedic lore and way of life. He re instated the then lost art of doing Poojas and Yagyas. He expounded the Advaita philosophy.
Though He was the one who gave much emphasis on Pooja, He also, in a series of brilliant verses totally rubbished Pooja too
In Pooja, first you “invoke” the Divine. Isn’t that illogical He asks? To invoke the Divinity which is omnipresent, available everywhere?! Then you offer a “seat”… a seat? for God? You think there is a seat big enough to accommodate God?!
Pooja is usually done by offering flowers to the Divine. He said what are you offering? Flowers? Are they even yours to offer? They are made by God and you are “offering” them to God? How ridiculous! Similarly with the fruits… you are giving something that doesn’t belong to you at all to the Divinity to whom everything anyways belongs!
Then you do the aarati… You are showing a small fire of camphor to the one who is Self illumined, Effulgent, Radiant? Whose Light is the light of the millions of stars in the Galaxy… you show that little camphor aarati to this Divinity?! What purpose exactly will that serve?
Before anyone could take apart what He had so painstakingly put together, He Himself very logically and systematically destroyed the entire act of doing any Pooja. This is why we say Guru Brahma (Guru is Creator), Guru Vishnu (and Sustainer), Guru devo Maheshwaraha (AND Destroyer)… What He makes, He can easily finish off! By doing this, He saved Himself the trouble of facing countless debates about Pooja
He called it Para Pooja… Beyond Pooja.
Yet, when a Pooja is done properly, it has a glorious, benevolent effect… as anyone who has ever been to a Rudra Pooja on the Ashram can testify to. Or for that matter to the Navaratri Celebrations here
But to get to Para Pooja, you do need to go through Pooja… You cannot say anyways it’s all silly, Adi Shankara Himself says so… I will not do it. That would be like saying anyways i have to get off from this bus in a few hours, so why should i get into it at all?!
And so, do Pooja, but also go beyond Pooja… get into Para Pooja … That is called meditation.
H.H. Sri Sri Ravi Shankar, our beloved Guruji has managed to bring that perfect balance between the Karma Kanda (Doing the Poojas), Dhyana (Meditation) and Bhakti (Devotion). There is just enough of everything and so perfectly proportioned… I am supremely lucky to be part of The Art of Living!
And so are you…
Adi Shankaracharya brought back the Vedic Lore to India by masterfully defeating in debate renowned Buddhist scholars of that time. He spread the Vedic way of life along the length and breath of India and established the four matths with the help of His four beloved disciples.
The five people sitting right in the middle of the Guru Parampara (The Holy Tradition of Masters, which is traced all the way back into the beginning of time to Lord Narayana) photograph are Adi Shankaracharya and His four (chief) disciples.
The four Disciples were:
Padmapada, literally meaning the one with the Lotus feet. Adi Shankara was traveling and they set up camp at a beautiful lake. Padmapada was foraging on the opposite bank of the lake, when suddenly the Guru called him… So intense was Padmapada’s love and devotion to His Guru, that he just ran across the lake on the water to where his Guru was… It is said that wherever Padmapada’s feet touched the water, a Lotus sprang up to support him. And hence he got the name Padmapada.
To be like Padmapada means to walk delicately, tread lightly on the planet. Be ever cheerful.
Hasta Malaka, was the guy who was extremely skillful in doing work. Literally it means the one who does stuff as easily as holding an amala (goose berry) in his hands. He had never said a word to his parents, and when he met Adi Shankara, the story goes, that he chanted out the Hasta Malaka Stotram, which in just a few verses talk about the subime Advaita philosophy. His parents were shocked to see how the Knowledge came from this little child who had never uttered a word since birth.
Adi Shankara explained that once when the child was very small, the mother had taken him to the river to bathe, somehow the child toppled into the water and drowned… a Rishi who happened to be there witnessed this, and his heart went out for the sadness the parents would feel, so he left his own body and entered the dead child’s body, bringing into the child all his years of meditation and all the Wisdom of the Knowledge He had… To be like Hasta Malaka is to be adept, so adept that any work given feels as if its as simple as holding an amala in your hands.
Vartikakara was the tape recorder. He could reproduce, exactly word for word what the Guru had said. Faithfully transferring the beautiful Knowledge of the Guru. Keeping it pristine and pure for the generations to come…
Trotakacharya was the dullard. He was least interested in Knowledge and Spirituality. But he loved the Guru and wanted to do everything he could for him. He was intensely in devotion and Seva of the Guru. However, He usually snored through the Guru’s discourses. Adi Shankara loved him even so…
One day all the disciples had gathered together to hear the Guru talk, and as usual Trotakacharya was washing the clothes, cooking food, fetching water or doing some mundane task… Adi Shankara refused to talk without him being there, much to the chagrin of the other disciples, who grumbled among each other about the futility of waiting for him… He anyways sleeps through all the discourses, why does the Guru wait for him to begin?!
Suddenly they heard him coming, whistling and singing a song… The song expounded the Knowledge in a deep and profound way and was being sung to one of the toughest meters… They all listened astounded, marveling at the beauty of the song … as the simple minded (?!) Trotakacharya made his way to the Guru’s feet…
Btw, The Art of Living tradition is of the Jyothir Matth and the Lineage of Trotakacharya.