MAY YOUR SPEECH – TOUCH FRUSTRATED MEN
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My beloved God! Lord of infinite Love
This is my prayer and petition to you
May the grace in your speech
Touch the frustrated men in the world
May the knowledge in your message
Reach the distressed women under the sky
May the force and power in your talk
Awake the lifeless youth on this earth
May the paternity in your care
Protect the unfortunate children on this planet
May the dynamism in your words
Unite the fragmented humanity on our land
May the nectar in your love
Generate life in the dying peace on the Globe
May Nithya Dhyana Peetam
Build divine highways for Eternal Bliss
God! Our beloved Master
Listen to our prayer; grant us Your Blessings
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OM NAMO VISWA MANAVA SAMRAKSHITAYA NAMAHA
MASTER IS BEYOND
Master is more than a Mother Who gives new birth to us in His Heart Who brings us up with tender care and Infinite Love
Master is beyond a Father Who protects us in His Mighty Arms for ever Who assures support till the end of our stay
Master is beyond a Teacher Who trains us in true life skills with Divine Love Who constructs High Ways to our unknown inner world
Master is beyond a Friend Who shares joys and pleasures all the time Who bears our pains and miseries every time
Master is beyond a Beloved Who knows to shower unconditional perennial Love Who says ‘I Love You’ even if you say ‘I don’t ’
Master is more than unknown God Whom we can see, touch, hug, kiss and speak Who talks, walks, laughs, plays and dances with us.
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OM NAMO VISWA SANTHI PRADATHAYA NAMAHA
MAKE US INSTRUMENTS OF YOUR YAGNAM
In the algebra of your mathematical plans
Make your children the equations and formulae
In the chemistry of your magnificent thoughts
Make your devotees the catalysts of actions
In the science of your mastery Meditation
Make your followers the principles and practices
In the language of your esoteric programmes
Make your students the grammar and laws
In the art of your dance and music
Make your people Jathis and Sruthis
In the temple of your Dhyanapeetam
Let us be the lights and bells for ever
In the theology of your Dhyana Maha Yagnam
Make us ingredients and instruments
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PRAYER – A LOVE LETTER
There is no language restriction to write prayer songs to God
No grammar; No punctuation; No rules of literature
It can be written in the tongue of heart; script of love
God of Mercy! Master of languages can read it and respond.
Prayer is a song; no beats; no rhythm; no notes
What you say with love for God will be a master-piece
If you pray in the language of love, in the rhythm of devotion
God of Grace; the Master of Divine orchestra can listen to it
Prayer is a love letter which communicates ‘you’ to ‘God’
Very sure you will get a reply for every letter you post
Though not you see it; you can experience it today or tomorrow
Don’t worry about right address; he is God of Universe
Prayer is a beautiful dance; no Jathi; no Abhinayam
Whatever steps you take towards him is Bharatha Natyam
Whatever expression you show with love is Kuchipudi
Our Lord! The Divine Dancer joins in your prayer dance.
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GOD’S LOVE IS WONDERFUL – OUR FAITH IS GRACEFUL
One day a Master came to a city on a special mission of giving some taste of spiritual knowledge to teenage youth. He was taking a class for college students. He explained to them about the divine love and wonderful experiences with God.
After the Master's lecture, students started pouring questions on him. Being young with overconfidence in their scientific and technical knowledge, they were asking all types of questions. Master, with his infinite patience, was giving answers to all their questions. He is Master of Masters who can generate brilliant answers to foolish questions and sensible replies to non-sense. One young boy stood up and asked, “Swamiji, you said that everything under the sky is given by God to us. He is the creator of all. Then is he the owner of everything?”
Master smiled and said “Yes child. You are correct.” “If so, why and how do we offer fruits, flowers, gifts etc. to God. We are not owners of these. Is it the correct process? Is it justice?” asked the boy. Master smiled with love and said, “What you said is correct. What is your name?”
The boy felt very proud at his intelligence and answered “I am Ravi”.
Master said, “Beautiful name. Who else stays with you at home?”
“My mother, father and my elder sister.” replied Ravi.
“Good ! Ravi ! How do you celebrate your birthday?” Master questioned Ravi. Ravi was confused for the unexpected question. After a few seconds he said, “Very grand. My mother prepares special sweets; my father and sister give me special gifts. Swamiji this watch, my daddy gave on my birthday. Then I give sweets or party to my friends”.
Master said, “Very nice. Early in the morning your mother prepares a special sweet and gives you for your breakfast. At that time if you take one spoon full of sweets and offer first to your mother and say, “thank you mother for your love,” what will she do?
The boy immediately replied, “She will be very happy and gives a kiss and says “My son is a good boy. I am proud of him”. Master asked, “Why doesn’t she say; “How can you offer the sweet which I have prepared? It is my own. As if you prepared the sweet you are offering me a spoon of sweet. It is not correct,”
The boy was stunned and unconsciously shook his head and said “No Swamiji, she never says like that. She feels I respect her and she shares that joy to all our neighbors and her friends.”
“OK, my child ! My second question. When your father presented the watch, if you say, “Dady the watch is very fine. Thank you. First time you wear it and then I will take it. What will be his reaction?”
The boy said “My father will be very happy. He will show the watch to all his colleagues in the office and say, “See how nice my son is. I gave this as his birthday gift but he told me to wear it first. I am proud of my son.”
Swamiji smiled and said “You said nicely Ravi, please sit”. He turned to the students who already got the message of Swami and were waiting to listen to his conclusion.
Swamiji said “God is our father and mother. When you offer something to God he will be happy and kiss you with his blessings and say I am proud of you my child.”
As soon as Swamiji stopped, there was a thunder of clapping from the students with excitement and joy. In that happiness all the students danced and took the blessings of Swamiji. They were so happy because for the first time in their life the core was touched smoothly and tuned to sing the song of divine love.
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OM NAMO BHAKTI MUKTI MARGA PRADATHAYA NAMAHA
OUR BELOVED GOD
Magically crafted techniques of Meditation By our beloved God Transformed the philosophy of Life and Death
Carefully drafted programmes of noble services By our dear Paramahamsa Discovered new avenues for true happiness
Beautifully designed discourses on life solutions By our Divine Master Recycled the worries into peace and fulfillment
Gracefully communicated message on transformation By our beloved Anandeswar Redefined the science of happiness, art of achievement
Wonderfully unveiled mysteries of ancient sciences By the great Yogi of this era Motivated us towards fascinating adventures to inner life
Elegantly canalized Love and Care Of God of Millennium Spread the waves of ecstatic experience of Bliss
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OM NAMO NITHYA PRADEEPTHAYA NAMAHA
KINGDOM OF GOD
On a wonderful night; I was in a deep and pleasant sleep
Knock at the door awakened me from my sleep, at midnight
Angel of God's kingdom standing at the door, when I peep
Gave me a golden envelope with fragrance, I opened in delight
It was permission to my petition to enter into God's kingdom
Followed the angel in excitement and thrill, till the golden gate
To my surprise, there were no guards nor army; but only a board
"Welcome to my beloved Children", with wide opened doors.
Golden deer came running and guided me very grandly
Pigeons on the trees and swans in the lake waved wings in joy
Peacock took charge of guidance and showed the way proudly
Elephant near the garden and cows in the meadows said "hai!"
Entered into the garden of love; grown by Lord of Love
There were roses dancing in joy; but no thorns anywhere
Plants and bushes filled with flowers of over flowing honey
Offered me fruits, nuts and honey, filled in cups of leaves.
Crossed the bridge on the stream of honey and reached the Palace
On the right side of pendal angels were dancing with praises to God
On the other side of hall rishis and monks offering poojas to Lord
Disciples and devotees sitting in padmasana, chanting Vedas
I entered into the palace; my Swamy seated on a throne
As bright as millions of suns with his beautiful smile
I forgot to pray; opened eyes very wide and stared at Him
"Come my child", said my God with love and stretched arms
I ran and fell at his feet; I praised Him and prayed with tears
God said! O! Dear! It is your home. No need of any fears
Touched my head to bless; with his right hand wiped my tears
I became an angle; and took over charge to serve my dear.
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OM NAMO SRI BHKTHAVATSALAYA NAMAHA