(This is an old post that I scribbled on a piece of paper during a
flight; found the paper in my bag yesterday!)
A word from the skies over Mumbai: 7:10am
We took off for Hyderabad in a westerly direction this morning, which
meant that we flew over the entire stretch from Dadar to the Gateway
of India. In the pale grey of morning, my city looked small and
vulnerable; a skinny, gawky child, just waking up and stretching its
arms out on its oceanic bedspread.
As we flew further and higher, glorious, molten shafts of sunlight
poured through the windows, a burnished message from God Himself —
“I am here for you. Always. You do not realize your own weakness,
frailty, evanescence. You think you are so big and strong, all grown
up and all. You’re screwing up this planet. When will you wake up to
the love I have for you and for all of my creation?”
There is a shabad in the Guru Granth Sahib, “Mil mere preetma jiyo,
tudh bin khadi nimaani”. The word “nimaani” here means extremely
soft, fragile, vulnerable; just like a baby bird. It is this feeling
of utter susceptibility that breeds abject surrender to an infinite
power, which guarantees shelter through any storm or circumstance.
This is the security a devotee feels when he/she surrenders totally
to the Divine. It’s an apparent paradox, making you invincible when
you realize you have no power at all!
God made men, men made boundaries.
Thank you for creating this fantastic blog. I like everything about it. Every single thing you write. Its an experience reading every post. I just keep reading it again and again. Thank you.
jgd bhaiya!!
was listening the same yesterday only from one of your recorded concerts… feels beautiful!!
kanu
its well composed
Vikramji,
I am sure others will share this feeling with me.
What you write feels like a poetry only, eventhough it doesn’t look like one.
Looks like there is going to be such daily treat for those at the receiving end.
JGD.
Hiren
Hi Vikram bhayya ! iT WAS A PLEASURE AND SURPRISE TO SEE YOU IN hOTEL g
GRAND m
MARATHA ON OUR WAY TO THE AIRPORT.yOUR EYES AND FACE WERE SO HOLLOW AND EMPTY AS WELL AS FULL OF LOVE AND ENERGY. cOMBINATION OF PURNATVAM AND SHUNYATVAM.
JAY GURUDEV. WITH SKY FULL OF LOVE,
ARVIND
Indeed, a big thank you. You just a put one thought and its more than enough to spark our hearts…
Vikram, I am curious to know. When you start writing, do your thoughts have a language? I often find myself thinking in English. This is strange as English is not my mother tongue. In what language do you think?
beautiful!
Arvindji, it was good to meet you all; hope you have a great holiday and see you in Pune when you are back!
JGD
Akhilesh, I almost always think in English; though I am capable of thinking in Hindi when reqd (if I am preparing a course segment or lecture). English is the language that has comprised the bulk of my reading and study, and I feel comfortable making blocks of ideas, or notes, in this language. In my dreams I have observed myself speaking different languages based on the situation 🙂
My mother tongue is Bengali, which I learnt to speak when I was 26 (grew up speaking Gujarati in Ahmedabad!) hence English is actually the language I have spent the most time with.
JGD
Vikram
JGD Bhaiyaa,
I attended your part I course in Borivali(july 21-26),the Course was just fabulous fantastic,humorous, exciting…ur satsang on 2nd last day was icing on the cake…I am just wondering when are u coming back to mumbai again to take the course….lastly I want to thank u a lot for the course…
JGD,
Ankit Garg
Dear Vikram,
Wishing you a Joyous Birthday today and the love and blessings of the Divine and us all !
God Bless You ! Jai Gurudev !
Vishal Dayal