Mangalmandir - Maruti Edition (PDF) - Sai Kirtan Group

twenty four hours and also keeping awake in the night, you can imagine my state of
hunger !
Walking on the road I I purchased quarter sher of ripe grapes form the bazaar. Putting the
bunchof grapes in a paper bag I proceeded to the shores of the Yamunaa.Gokul you may
have seen. On the buildings of Gokul, a number of monkeys were jumping about on the
roofs. From amongst them a huge red mouthed monkey jumped and sat on my shoulder.
As I raised my hand, he jumped off and sat on the opposite side of the road.
A chain of thoughts were provoked in my mind.
Referring to Gopaal-Krishna-Kannaiyaa, I said in my mind: ―Krishna-Kannaiyaa ! Have
you fed these monkeys so much buttermilk cheese to make them huge such they would
strip me a guest of your intended offering of fruit!‖
But the next moment, I thought if this monkey for the sake of the grapes jumped on me,
then I should give it to him. And at that time I also had extra money with me. There was
no need to worry.
Taking the bag with grapes I walked to the monkey and left it by him. But to my surprise
the monkey would not even look at it.
I thought maybe the monkey does not realise the grapes were in the bag. So I took out the
bunch of grapes from the bag and laid them out on top of it. As if he understood the
thoughts in my mind, the monkey shifted few steps away.
But at the same time ther was a strange happening. Seeing the grapes on top of the paper
bag, the other monkeys came running to snatch away.. But as if the big monkey was
guarding the grapes from a distance, he stopped all the other monkeys from going near
the grapes. Maybe he had said in their language to the monkeys not to touch them.That
they were meant for offering for adorable Kannaiyaa.
All the monkeys split up and sat in stray groups on the tree.
I waited for a little while to observe, but themonkeys seemed to have taken on the duty of
guarding the grapes!
After waiting a little while, I put the grapes back in the bag and proceeded to the shores
of the Yamunaa.
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Third story is from 1950. I had gone to Kaashi.One day I had desire to have darshan of
Sankat-mochan Hanumaanji consecrated by Goswaami Tulsi-daasji. On the way there
was Durgaa-kund. I had a thought in my mind – Durgaa-devi was our clan‘s deity. I( was
borne in the area of Kaashi. I had visited Kaashi on numerous accassions. But I had never
had chance to visit and see Durgaa-devi.I will today also have vision of Durgaa-devi. I
stopped the taangaa-waalaa and alighted.
Nearby there was a florist shop. I went and looked but the flowers were not very good. I
was a bit disappointed. One should always offer good things to the divine. Here there
were only red karen flowers. The flowers which I did not like at all. What to do now? I
had alighted from the taangaa to have vision, and to go without doing so was against my
habit. At last I purchased just one garland of the flowers and proceeded towards the
temple.
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