I met God

Two instances where I wouldn't like to be in are, when my wife calls me for a shopping or when she along with my mom calls me for a temple visit.

Generally, I neither get emotional to see the idol during deepaaradhana nor awestruck with the ornamentation and beautification of the idol with food items and various stuffs.

But this time, all of a sudden a Gandhian inside me woke up when my mom called for a temple visit. She gets extremely happy when ever I agree for the visit. If not for God, why shouldn't I go to temple to make her happy? This time, I also determined not ask any questions or disobey her instructions as I wanted to make her happy to the fullest extent possible.

We three of us (My wife, my kid and my mom) started in a car where three others joined us in the way. That three includes another kid as old as my kid. Initially they both didn't get well with each other, but when the moment we landed in the temple they became thickest friends.

When we entered the temple, my mom asked me to pour milk to a serpent statue. I was waiting in the queue as there was already a couple of guys pouring milk. He didn't come down until he emptied 8 pockets of milk. Hope he was looking for a heavy favor from God. When my turn came, I climbed on the wall to find a very bad smell because of poor cleaning of all the milk. I poured a little milk from the bottle and returned it back to my mom. Surprisingly she didn't say anything for returning the milk. I was expecting her to instruct me to empty the can. (Later I understood that she kept the remaining as 'prasad'). When i was climbing down, she wanted me to empty a pocket of kumkum as well on the serpent. Well I did it too without any hesitation and so she became very happy.

We entered the main temple. We were led by a priest whom my mom hired on our arrival. He got some money from my mom, I don't know how much. I am sure it should be around 300 bucks. He asked for all of our names and effectively suffixed with 'namatheshya'.  After that, we all went inside. He said we were all extremely lucky to be on the exact time for a special abishek. After a while, because of heavy crowd inside, I relinquished my place to another ardent theist (at least he would be happy see his God from a better place) and took up the job of watching the kids.

It was quite fine until all of a sudden, they started running in full speed. I didn't know why, probably a running race. I too ran behind them as there were protruding pillars all around the temple and they were whisking away dangerously close to it. I could catch one, but the other fled away. I was in a pretty bad situation. If I leave this kid and follow her, the first one would start running. If I stop there I might lose the other one. To my relief another companion came to my rescue to follow the fled one.

On the way back to the temple, she started making 'uahhh' noice. Ohh, NO…. NO…. but yes, she vomited. Because of excessive running, her throat went dry and she vomited all over inside the temple. I informed my mother that we need to find a way to clean this. But she was very busy praying and said there were cleaners inside the temple and they will take care of it or she wanted me to wait for some time until that pooja got over as she can come out in the middle. A priest was there as well, but he didn't care a damn as he was busy explaining the innocent pilgrims that the money they paid in advance doesn't include coconut, banana and they have to pay another 30 bucks extra.

I was much worried. People were bare foot inside the temple and the last thing I want was someone stepping over it. To my relief, finally I saw the cleaning lady. She was a lean lady with dark complexion. If I have to go with the standard of beauty set by the current world, (I mean white skin, flashing eyes, flowing hairs and silky skin) I would have to term her unattractive as she didnt have any of these. In that village, I think she would only be getting a very minimal salary which wouldn't be sufficient enough to her for all the three food breaks. She should be around her mid forties. I told her that our kid vomited and could she clean it. She asked where and I showed her the spot.

She cleaned the mess with bucket full of water and broom stick. As a relieved man, I gave her a ten rupee note in a more polite way. She refused to take that. She said, she only did her job and that too, to clean the mess of a kid would only be a help for me.

Corrupted by the opportunistic corporate world, I awkwardly, tried again to offer her the money. She refused it with single word and vanished somewhere in no time.

This incident kept lingering in my mind for a very long time. I was wondering what nature was trying to teach me through this. But this indeed gave me a nice feeling. All of a sudden the lady went very high in my mind and looked beautiful and divine. 
I felt the experience of 'bonding' which I think is essential in life. I believe those are the people who link the world and save it from self destruction.

Cant this be called as love?

I don't say 'love is God as I can't compare a thing with another one which I don't know really. I simply call, 'Love is great'. But if you insist on 'Love is God' then, yeah, I met God. (at least I should do justice to the topic here :).



SiD said...
December 26, 2009 at 3:21 PM

you know sometimes you experience Godliness in places you least expect..nice one.

BK Chowla said...
December 26, 2009 at 5:00 PM

Love is God.There are various ocassions in life when you meet God,but,at times we realse it too late.
Yes,I think you could have avoided the word UGLY for the cleaning women.All humans are the creation of the God.

Lakshmi Rajan said...
December 26, 2009 at 9:16 PM

You did not meet God but you met a beautiful heart that you would have otherwise discounted by the physical appearance that you found ugly. We miss many such beautiful things in life by looking things on surface :)

Shruti said...
December 26, 2009 at 11:34 PM

Bharathi, it was awesome!! Like Lakshmi Rajan Said, you met a lady with a good heart!
But see na, the pundit also has to perform his duty, but he got money unlike that lady!

P.S : Just a small suggestion. I have never felt bad while reading your post except today! Hope you don mind me telling that! Because I always expect Bharathi's standard in a post!
The reason is because of this line in your post She was a lean lady with dark complexion with ugly face. Cos, there is beauty in every creation!

PPS: I felt a bit odd that's why vented all my feelings! Don't mind for such a longgg comment!

Arif Tak said...
December 26, 2009 at 11:47 PM

Hey Brother.

I think you could relate to that lady coz of your own qualities and rest everything in that temple was alien to you coz of your beliefs.

I don't think you met God, I just think you liked unconditional gesture of this lady.

Lastly, I like your writing coz most of the time you are natural but this time even I felt words like "ugly" , "hold my breath" and "Nasty Smell" were not your style.

One last thing, Just out of curiosity, If you were there to make your mom happy and cooperate "to the fullest extent possible". what made you stop halfway and not pour full bottle of milk. Was that by any chance your EGO :)

You are my best friend and I like your writing, this comment is to let Bharathi know it is "Not His Style"

SiD said...
December 26, 2009 at 11:50 PM

didn't realize i was the first one here...ossum!!!

Mahesh Kalaal said...
December 27, 2009 at 1:26 AM

This is one of the possibilities when the rationalistic objectivity meets the subjective interpretation .....

Anyway, the social inequalities prove their existence very often in temples.....

And in your case you got luckily experienced the "God/Love" state of mind. ..... may be coz of your Perceptive interpretation .

Pri said...
December 27, 2009 at 6:03 PM

if LOVE is GOD, then no atheist would ever marry ;)

on a serious note, love is most often ephemeral...GOD (or our belief in him) is forever!!

Chetan said...
December 27, 2009 at 10:54 PM

such occasions happen in our day to day life,
and they are very important, for as you truly said they connect us with the feeling called love

Bharathi said...
December 28, 2009 at 7:42 AM



@ Sid: Thanks buddy. thanks for liking.

@ Chawlaji: thanks for your comment. I hope I answered your concern.

@ Lakshmiraja: very true. you summarized my point very beautifully in just two lines. thanks.

@ Shruti: It isnt a long comment actually :). As I already said, I like criticisms. No problem. I thank you for mentioning your concerns. hope I answered your concern in the top of the comment.

@ Arif: nice to see you back here. you became a nice analyst over these days. good. and you may be right with first couple of lines. hope I answered your concern on 'ugly' under common topic. and yeah I could have avoided and used some better word for 'nasty smell'

I didnt pour full bottle of milk because the basic belief of 'wastage in religious beliefs' in me struck for a moment. I would have obliged if she wants me to empty it fully.

And thanks a lot for your comment after a long gap.

@ Sid: Thanks buddy :)

@ Mahesh: I may have to ask you to explain the first line. it seems to psychologic to interpret :)

I think whole life is a perception that we conceived from our past experience.

@Pri: welcome to this blog. thats a point of view. I agree.

@ Chetan: thanks for empathizing.

The unsure ascetic said...
December 28, 2009 at 11:41 PM

yes you are right, you probably just met an angel of God who was sent to you with a message. These things are truly overlooked in this corporate rat race where even charity is seen as a way to impress others. Your noticing this act of a simple lady deserves respect.

Bharathi said...
December 29, 2009 at 8:18 AM

@ The unsure ascetic:
Thanks buddy and welcome to this blog. I too think I got a message.

@ Shruti, BK Chawla and Arif:

I once again thank you all for giving a nice feedback. Based on that I altered the tone of the post a bit in a more subtle way that it doesnt change my message. Hope you all liked it. thanks a lot again.

Shiva said...
January 4, 2010 at 10:37 PM

Very sincerely expressed...we do miss beauty by looking at the exterior all too often...!

Bharathi said...
January 5, 2010 at 12:29 PM

@ Shiva: Thanks buddy for understanding. welcome to this blog. keep visiting :-)

Anonymous said...
January 13, 2010 at 8:12 AM

Unfortunately this is the truth. While priests are hell bent on squeezing out loads of money from the people, these smaller acts from the so-called rustic category reflect dictations true to what we should be doing. Its not in the amount spent or milk poured that gives us a better future, its how much we appreciate our worth and our capability and how much we are true to ourselves that count. Money may buy us more milk or a better priest, but will never be able to solace us.

Bharathi said...
January 17, 2010 at 7:03 PM

@ Dattaabishek: thanks a lot for empathysing. keep visiting pal.

Miss Cellany said...
January 23, 2010 at 4:59 PM

I meet God everyday.

Bharathi said...
January 25, 2010 at 9:31 AM

@ Miss Cellany: I think this is a very short comment for the message you intend to say.

lexi said...
March 25, 2010 at 11:26 AM

Frankly speaking to live our life in a decent way and as a good human being is more than enuf rather visiting to the temples and worshiping idols. See I believe in God but never believe in bowing ma head in front of idols, which are architect by human being who are skilled to make it. Nobody human being can make a God with our own creation. Anyways all have their own thoughts and beliefs, I just shared mine. But the thing which you said about that lady, it is really touching... :)

Bharathi said...
April 10, 2010 at 10:23 AM

@ Lexi: thanks for understanding the post.

Chandramouli said...
June 10, 2010 at 4:48 AM

This post is wonderful. I've come across such 'beautiful' people in the lower strata of society. Someone said that the word 'Love' is a verb, not a noun. Have you heard of the four 'L's propounded by Stephen Covey (of Seven Habits' Fame)? The four 'L's are: LIVE, LOVE, LEARN AND LEAVE A LEGACY. Your post is very touching. I have occasionally been moved by and also embarrassed by the kindness extended by common men and women.

Bharathi said...
June 14, 2010 at 1:41 PM

@ Chandramouli: I am glad that you liked this post. I really feel there is something special if someone helps other without any expectation. I believe this is called true love.

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