Hush…You Can Hear The Anguished Cry Of The Holy Chitravathi…


chitravathi_fbmsChitravathi Thata Vishaala Sushantha Soudhe

Thisthanthi Sevaka Janaah Thava Darshanaartham

On the exceedingly serene and tranquil  shores of Chitravathi,
Exists our heart’s own glorious mansion…
Those devoted longingly await a moment to serve Thee,
Yearning…craving to be blessed eternally with glimpses of Thee…

chitravathi_mar2013_fbms2Time was when the holy Chitravathi,
Would await the tinkling sound…
Of ‘young’ Sathya’s melodious voice,
Then she would increase her pace, gurgle,
and rejoice,
Gushing forth to wash her Master’s exquisite Lotus Feet,
Sprinkling all with a soft gentle spray…
…she would the rest of the gathering gregariously greet…
She could never hide her joy, never be discreet,
She knew many were waiting further along her shores,
To reverentially touch her waters…
With their awe none could compete,
She would then flow on to anoint all,
With her Swami’s bliss totally replete…
…where, reminiscing her time with her Lord,
Her heart once did with ecstasy leap,
Hush…why did holy Chitravathi now in anguish weep…?

chitravathi_mar2013_fbms3As is chronicled in texts extremely revered and sacred,
Upon Earth whenever the Lord decided to incarnate,
The element of water chose to remain close,
With historic tales its droplets would incessantly reverberate,
Each grain of sand on her hallowed banks,
Could tirelessly enumerate,
The Lord’s glory and sigh…
…as time ever so gently passed by…
Whether it was Ayodhya or Mathura,
Sarayu or Yamuna,
Or atop the sacred matted locks of Shiva…
…the unsurpassably pristine Ganga…
A river always abided close by,
And so it was…with the present advent of the Supreme Person…
When that Eternal Entity,
That Superlative Consciousness…
…resolved to enchant all hearts as Sathya Sai…
Whereby,
This immaculate element this time chose the name Chitravathi,
Forever…henceforth to be linked with His story…
Flowing joyfully through the sacred terrain of Puttaparthi…

Where, sweetly reminiscing her time with Her Lord,
Her soul, on all, did mighty benedictions heap,
Why then the tender-hearted Chitravathi…
…now in agony weep…?

chitravathi_mar2013_fbms8The sands of Chitravathi was a venue divine,
Where our Beloved Lord, as an ‘adolescent’ Sathya,
Chose to frolic and enact many a Cosmic Pantomime,
Enigmatic and mysterious were His ways,
She witnessed astoundingly spectacular celestial leelas,
Her silent delight…nothing could erase,
As the Lord continued to charm all with His sportive plays…
Where, reminiscing her time with Her Lord,
Her enchantment once set her shores aglow…
…with just one sweep,
Why then the mellow Chitravathi…
…now in distress and misery weep…?

chitravathi_mar2013_fbms7With bated breath time would freeze,
Sweets for some…while for others various delicious savouries,
Oft it was Rosary beads,
Then again,
One time, out of the golden sands,
Appeared in Telugu script for a particular devotee,
That supremely transcendental text –
The Bhagawad Gita,
While on a another occasion some were specifically blessed,
With exclusive idols of Parvati and Shiva…
Inexplicably mystifying were the fascinating miracles…
…of the ‘teenaged’ Sathya…
Where, reminiscing her time with her Lord,
Her essence once did immense contentment reap,
Why did the wondrous Chitravathi…
…now in acute torment weep…?

Has the hallowed shores of Chitravathi lost its identity completely?
Where has all the reverence gone?
Why does she appear shorn and forlorn…?
Though her name resounds in the Lord’s Suprabhatam,
However, these days she seems bereft of a dawn…
Do we have time to pause…
…to ponder a bit upon the cause…
Her seeping waters remain polluted,
Her gurgling laughter utterly muted,
Once upon a time,
The Beloved Lord’s precious footprints did her sands grace,
Yet, at present, sewage and garbage gets pride of place…

chitravathi_mar2013_fbms4Her banks though are adorned with Swami Karunyananda’s Samadhi,
Nowadays, due to callous disregard –
Piles of plastic refuse, filth, grime and rubbish,
Abound amply…relentlessly…

Leaving nothing but a trickle of tears upon her heaving bosom…
Where once you could touch her waters…
…and chance upon her joyful heartbeat,
Presently her tears have perforce dried…succumbing to defeat,
Her waters thus face an enormous deplete…

chitravathi_mar2013_fbms9Where have we gone wrong…?
What happened to her euphoric song…?
Our insensitive and inconsiderate ways…apathetic unconcern…and unfeeling impassiveness,
Has hurt her deep…leaving nothing more for her to reap…making her want to forever retreat…
In anguish her soul does weep,
Hush, you can hear the  heaving sighs and anguished cry,
Of the holy Chitravathi…
Together shouldn’t we do something to restore her past glory,
Her noble beauty,
And thus set Mother Chitravathi free,
To perennially reminisce her glorious destiny…
That…she originated for and from Sathya Sai…
She longs for Him…she belongs to Him…
And so also…she flowed for Him exclusively…
Fluidly…
…splendid and magnificent…as a spectacular part of His story…
Shouldn’t she do so once again…bubbling forth…
…expressively…vividly…vibrantly…?

chitravathi_mar2013_fbms1What can be done,
To make her smilingly rise to the brim once again…?
What can be done to melt away her pain…?
Ever so lonely for her Lord,
Whom, with every single drop…she so completely adored,
And incessantly… persistently…consistently adores…
Now…
For Him,
Even as she longs, yearns, pines and craves,
With intense intent and wholesome feeling,
Each one of us,
Could send tender love and care her way,
In person or be it…through thought waves…
It is time to let her know we care,
Echoing her emotions…
Her sensitive sentiments we do share…
Genuine concern, gentle reassurance,
Eloquent soft-hearted affection,
…that does caress…each of her diminishing waves…
…that consoles, comforts, fortifies, saves, encourages,
Confidence engraves…
Perhaps her will it would help sustain,
Till her supreme ardor,
Attracts her Lord to her terrain…
…to her patiently awaiting shores once again…
Only her Lord’s touch can help her…
…her joyfully gurgling cascade regain…
Oft she did ponder on the glory her sister Sarayu did attain,
When, while signifying the conclusion of His Advent,
Lord Rama walked symbolically…
Mystically into her waters…
Her secret desire for just such an exalted honour,
Chitravati did in silent awe entertain…
…as and when that crucial, critically decisive moment,
Of the present Ultimate Force,
Humanity would eventually have to face,
Her aspiration for just such an enormous grace,
She could never feign,
Often she would wonder…
…would such an illustrious privilege…
… ever personally to her fate pertain…

For the axiomatic truth is…that…
Beloved Bhagawan Sri Sathya Sai…
…does Mother Chitravathi’s very essence forever reign…

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