CELEBRATION OF HIS LOVE…

Posted at 11:10:00 Hrs. IST on 2nd Nov 2009

Writing for ChemburDust, reflecting on Bhagawan’s boundless love showered on Hadshi, Mr. Chandrasekhar writes that it was celebration of His all conquering Love...Read on for yet another reflection of Bhagawan's Pune Sojourn...

These are harvest days in Mumbai's Spiritual Cultivation. After spectacular Darshan and Bhaashan in Hadshi, that has shot to fame overnight, Baba moved to Mumbai.

It was as though a 'Soul-Service-Centre' was set up by the Gods at Hadshi, en route heaven in our long arduous journey over several births...

We, with ignorance as our only real possession, moved around intercepting a few, for sharing their experience in Gods Own mini Kingdom-Hadshi Some conservative village women with pots on their heads hurried to join the traditional welcome to Baba... Villagers from Pandurang Seva Mandali Dongargaon nearby, said that they were excited over the prospect of having Darshan of Baba for the first time. The group conducts Bhajan in their Gaon everyday..

Little kids dressed up in traditional Marathi attire trouped up from Village Chalegaon and their enthusiasm was boundless... A huge band of villagers from Sholapur Dist marched about in all directions looking for vantage points for Darshan.

In the middle, we spotted a Sikh student. He has been learning Vedas for last one year and is a student of Gurunanak College, Pune. He recounted his first meeting with Baba when he got a chance to offer a Rose flower to Him during last Aashadi. He was thrilled to get a chance 
to chant Veda before Swami this time. Oh! Vedas are beyond Religious slants. We learn and move on.

The otherwise incongruent city folks whose 'adopted mother tongue' is English(!), merged with the inarticulate villagers and created a great amalgam of Bhakti while divinity played the Catalyst !

A power-driven Hang glider played Eagle, up above in the sky making several rounds and showering flowers over audience once.

And many such snapshots enthralled us, as we looked around.

Initially we mistook it to be Jadhavs celebration of Swami's visit. After few rounds, we discovered the truth.

It’s Swami's celebration of Jadhav’s love. If a humble devotee pours Love on the Lord with pure heart in all humility, the Lord would come running to him and celebrate it in unparalleled Celestial Grandeur.

Yes! It was a Cosmic Event of Sorts. Only our Cameras did not have a feature to capture the Devas up above, blissfully watching.

As though to corroborate our views, Baba hinted in His divine discourse about Sakkubai's love for God despite all hardships and how her Bhakti was rewarded by God Himself assuming her form and doing household chores.

After this enlightening speech, we were moved to tears and looked around for Jadhav, to thank him for this spectacular show and all arrangements par excellence.

But we couldn't locate him as he must have been busy tying up a loose end in some obscure corner with his trademark humility, by now elevated to a form of Art.

We the city folks, who are trained to jargonise, raise decibel level, harvest eyeballs, increase footfall and maximise mileage as though suffering from full blown Attention Deficiency Syn.., should learn a thing or two from Jadhav brothers' package deal with God - "Low key; Humble. Pure Bhakti; Low decibel; Feet-on-Street".

It is impossible for God not to come. He has to rush and celebrate this Pure Love in tons.
And He did.

Yes. Hadshi was indeed celebration of His all conquering Love!