Appa was not keeping well. He had high fever.
Our family doctor Ramamurthy prescribed the medicines and left saying, "Complete rest... Bed rest..., understood?"
At that moment. someone from Sri MaTham had come with the instruction, "The Hindi Pandit has been asked to come to the MaTham for Darshan".
It was Maha Swami's instruction only. No doubt. The mind is ready, but the body will just not co-operate.
Looking at the state of my father, the person from the MaTham sympathized with him, and left.
After an hour had passed, a horse-driven cart from the MaTham was at the door step.
It must be some important, urgent matter. Periva must have thought that the presence of the Hindi Pandit would be useful in the discussions.
Appa had to go.
For the past four to five days, Appa was taking only rice porridge. The doctor had said that he should not eat even rasam saadham.
Reluctantly, Appa drank a cup of porridge and got into the cart with the help of the assistant from the MaTham. On reaching the MaTham, Appa struggled to get down. The person from the MaTham held him and took him inside to Periva.
Periva signaled Appa to sit down.
There were many people coming for darshan. Lot many instructions were given; letters were read and despatched; blessings given...
Two hours just flew by. Appa started to feel hungry. He thought to himself, "Periva has not spoken even a word to me, and I am myself not keeping well. What is the use of having come here".
Glancing at one of Periva's close attendants, Appa expressed his anxiety silently.
The attendant at once said, "The Hindi Pandit has not been keeping well.... He has been sitting here for a long time...".
The next minute, Periva gave the prasadam. Appa applied the sacred ash which was given as prasadam, on his forehead.
He paid his obeisances to Periva. One of the attendants in the MaTham came by his side to help him to the door.
"Not required, I will walk", said Appa and went and sat in the cart without any problem whatsoever.
Reaching home, Appa said loudly, I am hungry, very hungry... what is the menu today?"
"The doctor has asked you to take only porridge...."
"Let him be, said Appa. Serve the food...
Appa had "full meals" that day.
The doctor came in the evening to examine him.
"There is no fever at all!... What other medicine did you take?"
"What you gave only..."
"Not at all, you have done something else..."
Appa then explained his sad story of his visit to the MaTham and sitting there for two hours doing nothing at all.
The doctor was all excited.
"That is it! Did I not tell you that you have done something else. I was right. Periva's kadatcham (divine grace) has fallen on you for two hours. The vibrations from His divine presence has befallen on you and has driven away your illness. Periva is the doctor above all doctors. Since my medicine may not cure you quickly, in order to administer His medicine - His kadatcham (divine grace), He has asked you to come to the MaTham...."
What Compassion!
Facing the direction where Periva was, lifting our hands, all of us offered a thousand salutations...
Our family doctor Ramamurthy prescribed the medicines and left saying, "Complete rest... Bed rest..., understood?"
At that moment. someone from Sri MaTham had come with the instruction, "The Hindi Pandit has been asked to come to the MaTham for Darshan".
It was Maha Swami's instruction only. No doubt. The mind is ready, but the body will just not co-operate.
Looking at the state of my father, the person from the MaTham sympathized with him, and left.
After an hour had passed, a horse-driven cart from the MaTham was at the door step.
It must be some important, urgent matter. Periva must have thought that the presence of the Hindi Pandit would be useful in the discussions.
Appa had to go.
For the past four to five days, Appa was taking only rice porridge. The doctor had said that he should not eat even rasam saadham.
Reluctantly, Appa drank a cup of porridge and got into the cart with the help of the assistant from the MaTham. On reaching the MaTham, Appa struggled to get down. The person from the MaTham held him and took him inside to Periva.
Periva signaled Appa to sit down.
There were many people coming for darshan. Lot many instructions were given; letters were read and despatched; blessings given...
Two hours just flew by. Appa started to feel hungry. He thought to himself, "Periva has not spoken even a word to me, and I am myself not keeping well. What is the use of having come here".
Glancing at one of Periva's close attendants, Appa expressed his anxiety silently.
The attendant at once said, "The Hindi Pandit has not been keeping well.... He has been sitting here for a long time...".
The next minute, Periva gave the prasadam. Appa applied the sacred ash which was given as prasadam, on his forehead.
He paid his obeisances to Periva. One of the attendants in the MaTham came by his side to help him to the door.
"Not required, I will walk", said Appa and went and sat in the cart without any problem whatsoever.
Reaching home, Appa said loudly, I am hungry, very hungry... what is the menu today?"
"The doctor has asked you to take only porridge...."
"Let him be, said Appa. Serve the food...
Appa had "full meals" that day.
The doctor came in the evening to examine him.
"There is no fever at all!... What other medicine did you take?"
"What you gave only..."
"Not at all, you have done something else..."
Appa then explained his sad story of his visit to the MaTham and sitting there for two hours doing nothing at all.
The doctor was all excited.
"That is it! Did I not tell you that you have done something else. I was right. Periva's kadatcham (divine grace) has fallen on you for two hours. The vibrations from His divine presence has befallen on you and has driven away your illness. Periva is the doctor above all doctors. Since my medicine may not cure you quickly, in order to administer His medicine - His kadatcham (divine grace), He has asked you to come to the MaTham...."
What Compassion!
Facing the direction where Periva was, lifting our hands, all of us offered a thousand salutations...
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