Post by Sumi on Jan 20, 2012 8:49:10 GMT 5.5
Compiler: Raa. Venkatasamy (in Tamil)
Source: Sakthi Vikatan issue dated Nov 26, 2004
The crowd that usually throngs to have darshan of PeriyavaaL is rather permanent. Periyavaa would know about almost everyone in the crowd.
On that day, an old woman was standing in the queue for Bhagavan's look of grace. After her seva was over, the sage placed some fruits in a plate and asked her to take them.
The woman took the fruits with immense satisfaction, noticed a small stalk of marukkozuntu (fragrant grass mixed with flowers in a garland), drops it on the floor and takes only the fruits into her bag.
"Why have you dropped that? Even that could be useful. Take it." said the sage laughingly.
Since the words came from Periyavaa's mouth, she took the marukkozuntu stalk and kept it safe with her. She neither thought nor asked at that time as to why the sage asked her to preserve the stalk.
She boarded a bus to her village. After she seated herself, she was overwhelmed by sleep. The woman who sat near her, stole her purse from her bag.
The conductor came her side. She must take a ticket! She searched for her purse in her bag, but it was not there! She saw it in the hands of the woman who sat adjacent to her.
The old woman cried with anxiety, "That is my purse." The woman who took it denied it and said it was her purse. In the hullabaloo that ensued, the old woman also saw the thief give the correct amount of money found in the purse, and knew that the thief had also counted the money in her purse.
The conductor was in dilemma as to who is the true owner of the purse.
Suddenly it flashed to the old woman that she had preserved the marukkozuntu stalk that Periyavaa asked her to take.
"Conductor sir, there is one more vastu (item) in that purse. Ask this woman to name it."
How can the thief answer this question?
"I shall tell you what it is. It is a small stalk of the marukkozuntu that I have kept inside my purse. It is fragrant. If you open the purse and look, you will know!"
The conductor took the purse from the second woman, opened it to have a look, and there the marukkozuntu stalk was, safe and clear!
The second woman admitted to her thievery. At the old woman's request, she was pardoned and left alone.
Who can measure the compassionate heart of the Mahaan who foresees and sends his devotees prepared to meet an eventuality?
Source: Sakthi Vikatan issue dated Nov 26, 2004
The crowd that usually throngs to have darshan of PeriyavaaL is rather permanent. Periyavaa would know about almost everyone in the crowd.
On that day, an old woman was standing in the queue for Bhagavan's look of grace. After her seva was over, the sage placed some fruits in a plate and asked her to take them.
The woman took the fruits with immense satisfaction, noticed a small stalk of marukkozuntu (fragrant grass mixed with flowers in a garland), drops it on the floor and takes only the fruits into her bag.
"Why have you dropped that? Even that could be useful. Take it." said the sage laughingly.
Since the words came from Periyavaa's mouth, she took the marukkozuntu stalk and kept it safe with her. She neither thought nor asked at that time as to why the sage asked her to preserve the stalk.
She boarded a bus to her village. After she seated herself, she was overwhelmed by sleep. The woman who sat near her, stole her purse from her bag.
The conductor came her side. She must take a ticket! She searched for her purse in her bag, but it was not there! She saw it in the hands of the woman who sat adjacent to her.
The old woman cried with anxiety, "That is my purse." The woman who took it denied it and said it was her purse. In the hullabaloo that ensued, the old woman also saw the thief give the correct amount of money found in the purse, and knew that the thief had also counted the money in her purse.
The conductor was in dilemma as to who is the true owner of the purse.
Suddenly it flashed to the old woman that she had preserved the marukkozuntu stalk that Periyavaa asked her to take.
"Conductor sir, there is one more vastu (item) in that purse. Ask this woman to name it."
How can the thief answer this question?
"I shall tell you what it is. It is a small stalk of the marukkozuntu that I have kept inside my purse. It is fragrant. If you open the purse and look, you will know!"
The conductor took the purse from the second woman, opened it to have a look, and there the marukkozuntu stalk was, safe and clear!
The second woman admitted to her thievery. At the old woman's request, she was pardoned and left alone.
Who can measure the compassionate heart of the Mahaan who foresees and sends his devotees prepared to meet an eventuality?