Written By – Amar Sneh
Whenever an appropriate occasion and an opportunity arises and arrives at the closed corner for him, the door of heaven gets shut and locked. This elderly-man is now venerably aging; besides his body and his diseases have been having a long relationship of bodice and hem. In the beginning he developed simple pyrexia of unknown etiology, but it was wrongly diagnosed as Malaria and the wrong treatment continued for long lead him to develop Jaundice; then misfortune befall on his liver; after liver the heart trouble began, which had to undergo surgery and the rituals of its treatment followed. Due to all this cuts splits and deep incisions of varied surgeries, all other organs like ears, nose, throat and kidney got coiled along. Sometimes excess urination or no urination or then fall of hemoglobin levels to rise of sugar, though with these complications no good physician with his treatment could dare stop his heart beats. The oldie says, “I am blessed with a special boon that I cannot dine with Mohammad until and unless my last wish is fulfilled; let whatever may be the complications in my body.
Today when I paid him a courtesy visit to know his welfare, he was very happy to see me and said, “Good that you have come; my son, Lachchiram is gone out some where. so you must accompany me.” I thought he must wanting my escort to some physician but on our way he told that there is a very renowned astrologer, who is stationed here in three-star hotel and that he already had taken his appointment, so we were going there.
As we reached the hotel room, a politician (leader) with his body-guards, supporters and selected follower immerged forth from the hotel room with an air of arrogance and triumph as if the Supreme Court has acquitted him of all the charges of murders and scams he committed. —-After all the formalities were observed by tilakdhari agents of the
astrologer maharaj (agents bearing sectarian vermilion marked on the forehead) we were permitted to enter the hotel room. The atmosphere inside was filled with aroma of burning incenses and perfumes and decoration of flowers; all over there is well arranged and organized display of images of gods, goddesses and inscription of mantras with dangling flames of oil lamps burning all around. The maharaj is squatted in the centre; behind him beautiful young females are sitting in yoga-mudra (yogic posture) enchanting mantras in mumble tone. The maharaj paid no attention to us or seems bothered of our presence in front of him. A young beautiful woman who sat besides him got up and came near the oldie and took his horoscope and placed it on the devout feet of maharaj. —-Maharaj was lost in a deep and intense study of the horoscope; it looked as if he is going through all the minute details of the horoscope; after he was done with it he gestured and called us near him.
My elderly lordship went close to him and sat near him while vocalizing some sentences in the praises of the maharaj; there was 1000 watt bulb radiance and glow on the face of maharaj and his happiness was beyond himself. He began blowing his own trumpet in full vigour and strength; in his own honour he said that his great grand father gave the prophesy of Second World War long ago before it took place; his grand father predicted partition of India-Pakistan and that Pundit Jawaharlal Nehru would be the first prime minister. His father, Pundit Girijashankarji, predicted that Mrs. Indira Gandhiji would be the prime minister but she would be assassinated and Mr. Rajeev Gandhi would succeed her as rightful heir to the throne of premiership of the country from their dynasty. Some days back all what happened in Iraq, especially of Saddam Hussein came true exactly as I predicted and if you do not believe me, you might ring up my wife to know the truth. —-praising himself with all might and main he added that by staying at Shri Siddha Ashram (Ashram or hermit of attainment), he attained lot many mystic powers and all he has generously bequeathed for the services of nation and for the cause of human happiness. After he was done with mouthful of his self praises he turned to our old-lordship and asked as to what his problem was and what questions he had in his mind for which he had come to his feet with a confidence of getting perfect solution.
Our old-lordship with utter simplicity but ecstatically elated began his elocution, “your Holiness Maharaj, your are master of Vedanta; you are ornamentally blessed with devout mystical attainments; your are solely dedicated to the service of human and reinvigoration of nation, but do you have a solution and elucidation for my problem?” the last part of the speech, the oldie spoke in most satirical tone and Maharaj began looking into the oldies horoscope with extra alertness turning it up and down, from side to side and putting a show of his knowledge of astrology and with grave voice said, ”There are solutions for all the problems; for every problem there are Mantra, Incantation (Tantra) and an Amulet (Yantra), besides the problems are tackled by sheer virtuous blessings of guru”
The oldie continued, “Maharaj each and every organ of my body is being treated and operated upon by the surgeons.” The Maharaj interrupted oldies’ narration with air of profound insight of astrology, “Bharatlalji even if you would not have told me this, I have already understood that you had undergone many surgical operations —-. “ The oldie spontaneously said, “Then you must have had a supernatural vision and knowledge of the sting operations in advance against your club members, I mean the parliamentarians, you should have alerted them; poor fellows always become prey while accepting the bribes, but with your hint at least they could have remained away from the eye of the camera for the bribes they accept in the parliament even for raising questions?” After being expelled out from the parliament, for preserving the dignity of their fundamental rights for example, bribes, scams, money squandering etc, they manage to remain in the parliament, which of course is their birthright. Suffering a sever blow at Supreme Court, still with arrogance they shamelessly declare that they would again contest the election and seek public mandate and justice. Is it that the masses elect them again and again for accepting bribes, organizing scamps, murdering and conspiring murders, committing rapes, squandering money and let their waylaid spoilt kids commit rapes and crush innocent lives underneath their motor cars under alcoholic influence and rash driving?”
The oldie once began talking is not at all holding himself back; all were listening to him with utter quietness and alertness. The oldie now became very irritated with rage and his temper rose very high. The words merged from his mouth with utter anguish; his eyes turn red.
“One after another incidents of kidnapping of kids from the parish took place and the police failed even to register the FIR, just because they all belong to poor parents; their population in this country is around seventy to eighty per cent. They neither have homes nor any state nor any establishments; they keep migrating to places in the country where they get some sort of livelihood to survive. What a pathetic state that these kids of poor were a dinning delicacy of the horrific, barbarous human cannibals, who eat them after removing their saleable organs and fill their coffers and threw the sack filled with the remains in the gutter and the so called honorable minister casually remarks that it is an usual everyday’ unimportant insignificant matter. What a shameful act on the part of the Chief Minister of the state announcing compensation package to the parents that one member from the diseased family shall be offered employment in place of the life of the slaughtered loved one; pacifying and contenting their anguish and suffering by throwing money at them. These stonehearted emotionless political leaders are no less culprits, criminals and offenders than those barbarous killers, is it not necessary to tell their mothers that they have forgotten the meaning of being born as humans?
The maharaj realizing that his precious time is getting wasted interrupted the oldie and asked in a very sweet loving tone, “My dear please tell me your problem.” The oldie replied all these are my problems; I am a common man of this country. I have but two questions for which I need satisfactory answers and solutions before I die; one—that is these politicians have turned the democracy into punishocracy for the common man; I being so sick, yet I long to see the fulfillment of my last wish while I am alive, so please tell me your prediction and tell me the date when these politicians will be ashamed of their promises as they have always differed in their words and deeds; and secondly when shall the common masses of this nation shall find rid from them and be free from their menace.
Oh! There is a very simple solution for your problem; the masses should not vote for such candidates and should not elect them by giving their mandate. Listening to the solution the oldie was taken aback —- but after occupying the seat there in the houses the straightforward also starts behaving in the same old manners again.
After churning thoughts in the mind with closed eyes, the Maharaj came up with a solution and he said, “I think, there are serious ambiguities from the point of view of Indian traditional architectural science called as “Vastu-dosh” in all the buildings of Legislative Assembly of all the states and even this Vastu-dosh is there in the Parliament House of our country, so I have a strong feeling for this Vastu-dosh. The cure and treatment is possible; solutions are there.
Whenever an appropriate occasion and an opportunity arises and arrives at the closed corner for him, the door of heaven gets shut and locked. This elderly-man is now venerably aging; besides his body and his diseases have been having a long relationship of bodice and hem. In the beginning he developed simple pyrexia of unknown etiology, but it was wrongly diagnosed as Malaria and the wrong treatment continued for long lead him to develop Jaundice; then misfortune befall on his liver; after liver the heart trouble began, which had to undergo surgery and the rituals of its treatment followed. Due to all this cuts splits and deep incisions of varied surgeries, all other organs like ears, nose, throat and kidney got coiled along. Sometimes excess urination or no urination or then fall of hemoglobin levels to rise of sugar, though with these complications no good physician with his treatment could dare stop his heart beats. The oldie says, “I am blessed with a special boon that I cannot dine with Mohammad until and unless my last wish is fulfilled; let whatever may be the complications in my body.
Today when I paid him a courtesy visit to know his welfare, he was very happy to see me and said, “Good that you have come; my son, Lachchiram is gone out some where. so you must accompany me.” I thought he must wanting my escort to some physician but on our way he told that there is a very renowned astrologer, who is stationed here in three-star hotel and that he already had taken his appointment, so we were going there.
As we reached the hotel room, a politician (leader) with his body-guards, supporters and selected follower immerged forth from the hotel room with an air of arrogance and triumph as if the Supreme Court has acquitted him of all the charges of murders and scams he committed. —-After all the formalities were observed by tilakdhari agents of the
astrologer maharaj (agents bearing sectarian vermilion marked on the forehead) we were permitted to enter the hotel room. The atmosphere inside was filled with aroma of burning incenses and perfumes and decoration of flowers; all over there is well arranged and organized display of images of gods, goddesses and inscription of mantras with dangling flames of oil lamps burning all around. The maharaj is squatted in the centre; behind him beautiful young females are sitting in yoga-mudra (yogic posture) enchanting mantras in mumble tone. The maharaj paid no attention to us or seems bothered of our presence in front of him. A young beautiful woman who sat besides him got up and came near the oldie and took his horoscope and placed it on the devout feet of maharaj. —-Maharaj was lost in a deep and intense study of the horoscope; it looked as if he is going through all the minute details of the horoscope; after he was done with it he gestured and called us near him.
My elderly lordship went close to him and sat near him while vocalizing some sentences in the praises of the maharaj; there was 1000 watt bulb radiance and glow on the face of maharaj and his happiness was beyond himself. He began blowing his own trumpet in full vigour and strength; in his own honour he said that his great grand father gave the prophesy of Second World War long ago before it took place; his grand father predicted partition of India-Pakistan and that Pundit Jawaharlal Nehru would be the first prime minister. His father, Pundit Girijashankarji, predicted that Mrs. Indira Gandhiji would be the prime minister but she would be assassinated and Mr. Rajeev Gandhi would succeed her as rightful heir to the throne of premiership of the country from their dynasty. Some days back all what happened in Iraq, especially of Saddam Hussein came true exactly as I predicted and if you do not believe me, you might ring up my wife to know the truth. —-praising himself with all might and main he added that by staying at Shri Siddha Ashram (Ashram or hermit of attainment), he attained lot many mystic powers and all he has generously bequeathed for the services of nation and for the cause of human happiness. After he was done with mouthful of his self praises he turned to our old-lordship and asked as to what his problem was and what questions he had in his mind for which he had come to his feet with a confidence of getting perfect solution.
Our old-lordship with utter simplicity but ecstatically elated began his elocution, “your Holiness Maharaj, your are master of Vedanta; you are ornamentally blessed with devout mystical attainments; your are solely dedicated to the service of human and reinvigoration of nation, but do you have a solution and elucidation for my problem?” the last part of the speech, the oldie spoke in most satirical tone and Maharaj began looking into the oldies horoscope with extra alertness turning it up and down, from side to side and putting a show of his knowledge of astrology and with grave voice said, ”There are solutions for all the problems; for every problem there are Mantra, Incantation (Tantra) and an Amulet (Yantra), besides the problems are tackled by sheer virtuous blessings of guru”
The oldie continued, “Maharaj each and every organ of my body is being treated and operated upon by the surgeons.” The Maharaj interrupted oldies’ narration with air of profound insight of astrology, “Bharatlalji even if you would not have told me this, I have already understood that you had undergone many surgical operations —-. “ The oldie spontaneously said, “Then you must have had a supernatural vision and knowledge of the sting operations in advance against your club members, I mean the parliamentarians, you should have alerted them; poor fellows always become prey while accepting the bribes, but with your hint at least they could have remained away from the eye of the camera for the bribes they accept in the parliament even for raising questions?” After being expelled out from the parliament, for preserving the dignity of their fundamental rights for example, bribes, scams, money squandering etc, they manage to remain in the parliament, which of course is their birthright. Suffering a sever blow at Supreme Court, still with arrogance they shamelessly declare that they would again contest the election and seek public mandate and justice. Is it that the masses elect them again and again for accepting bribes, organizing scamps, murdering and conspiring murders, committing rapes, squandering money and let their waylaid spoilt kids commit rapes and crush innocent lives underneath their motor cars under alcoholic influence and rash driving?”
The oldie once began talking is not at all holding himself back; all were listening to him with utter quietness and alertness. The oldie now became very irritated with rage and his temper rose very high. The words merged from his mouth with utter anguish; his eyes turn red.
“One after another incidents of kidnapping of kids from the parish took place and the police failed even to register the FIR, just because they all belong to poor parents; their population in this country is around seventy to eighty per cent. They neither have homes nor any state nor any establishments; they keep migrating to places in the country where they get some sort of livelihood to survive. What a pathetic state that these kids of poor were a dinning delicacy of the horrific, barbarous human cannibals, who eat them after removing their saleable organs and fill their coffers and threw the sack filled with the remains in the gutter and the so called honorable minister casually remarks that it is an usual everyday’ unimportant insignificant matter. What a shameful act on the part of the Chief Minister of the state announcing compensation package to the parents that one member from the diseased family shall be offered employment in place of the life of the slaughtered loved one; pacifying and contenting their anguish and suffering by throwing money at them. These stonehearted emotionless political leaders are no less culprits, criminals and offenders than those barbarous killers, is it not necessary to tell their mothers that they have forgotten the meaning of being born as humans?
The maharaj realizing that his precious time is getting wasted interrupted the oldie and asked in a very sweet loving tone, “My dear please tell me your problem.” The oldie replied all these are my problems; I am a common man of this country. I have but two questions for which I need satisfactory answers and solutions before I die; one—that is these politicians have turned the democracy into punishocracy for the common man; I being so sick, yet I long to see the fulfillment of my last wish while I am alive, so please tell me your prediction and tell me the date when these politicians will be ashamed of their promises as they have always differed in their words and deeds; and secondly when shall the common masses of this nation shall find rid from them and be free from their menace.
Oh! There is a very simple solution for your problem; the masses should not vote for such candidates and should not elect them by giving their mandate. Listening to the solution the oldie was taken aback —- but after occupying the seat there in the houses the straightforward also starts behaving in the same old manners again.
After churning thoughts in the mind with closed eyes, the Maharaj came up with a solution and he said, “I think, there are serious ambiguities from the point of view of Indian traditional architectural science called as “Vastu-dosh” in all the buildings of Legislative Assembly of all the states and even this Vastu-dosh is there in the Parliament House of our country, so I have a strong feeling for this Vastu-dosh. The cure and treatment is possible; solutions are there.
Amar Sneh 