Bhajans – A Thought

February 8th, 2015


My Devout Pranams at the lotus feet of Divine Mother Devi Sri Ramambika.

I am Smt. Geeta Kamat, secretary of Rama Sakti Mission Mumbai.  I feel fortunate to make a humble  attempt and  share my thoughts on Bhajans,  and how they are helpful in promoting and attracting new generations.

Bhajans are devotional songs.  Music is divine, which can confer upon us an elevated  state of ecstasy. Divine Mother used to sing  bhajans when She was  in Tellecherry. Women from  neighborhood came to Her house. She taught them bhajans & explained them that these songs are praises of Lord, so should be sung with heartfelt devotion. The human Life is a gift from God and the aim of life is to attain God realization. Her teachings and bhajans attracted a lot of people over there. While singing bhajans Divine Mother would enter into sublime state of Samadhi. She always insisted on singing bhajans  in Classical style with perfect Raag and Taal. If we sing with devotion and dedication we can reach the culmination of Joy, oneness with God Aatmaikya Bhava. When we sing with deep devotion, we can experience an elevated feeling of happiness.  We will forget all moods of life & go beyond this ephemeral world.

When Divine Mother came to Bombay many people became Her devotees  There used to be bhajans and discourses in  public places. Divine Mother plunging into bhava  Samadhi and in different  divine  Bhavas. A few devotees started composing poems in praise   of Her and sing those bhajans in beautiful raagas. Mother showered Her blessings on them. She said Maharashtrian people have got blessing of devotion. BHAKTICHE  VARADAAN.

Mother never made any distinction between caste and creed, rich and poor, educated or not, all are equal to Her. It is true  that maharastra  has a great tradition of Bhakti. A lot of saints were born there. To name a few   St. Tukaram, St. Namdev.  These saints  have written countess bhajans and the culture of devotion is still alive.  Even the utmost lower caste of the society Sant Chokhamela, whose duty was to dispose of the dead animals was composing songs and sing them with great love for Lord Vittal and the compassionate Lord came to his rescue during his calamities. A prostitute by profession Saint Kahnopatra by name was a great devotee of Vittal. She was singing praises of lord  day and night devotedly and at last attained Moksha at the lord’s feet. These are a few examples of devotees who could visualize God. They could converse with God as  Mother, MAAULI,   VITU- MAAULI,  and prayed to him with achild’s innocence. Sometimes they even fight with Lord craving for His Darshan. There are several incidents of miracles happening in their lives.

Bhajans have very significant meanings. The mystic knowledge is hidden in these poems. That is why we have to understand the meaning and sing them with Bhava then the bliss we experience cannot be expressed in words. Hence Divine Mother wished, bhajans are to be sung with utmost devotion, perfect Raag, Taal and bhava;  so that more and more people will join us and enjoy the satsang.

It is said in Srimad Bhagavatam: “Naaham  Vasami  Vaikunthe, Yogina Hridayiro, Madbhakta Yatra Gayanti, Tatra Thishtam”

Lord Sri Krishna said these words that He is dwelling in the midst of His devotees and not in the heaven nor in the heart of yogis. We the devotees of Divine Mother are fortunate to have in our midst the All-pervading, Almighty Lord Himself in a Divine human form.

Divine Mother established Bhakta Mandalis for our sake. She has blessed us with Rama Sakti Mission for our spiritual uplift. In return She need our ego, Ahamkara as Guru-Dakshina.

Divine Mother in Her discourses always stressed on devotion, Bhakti. According to Narada bhakti sootra there are 9 forms of devotion: Nava Vidha Bhakti Shravanm Keertanam etc.

In all these nine forms SHE lived and practiced Dasyabhakti in Her life. Dasya  Bhava just as Sri Hanuman to Lord Sri Rama. Dasa is a servant. He is all surrender to lord. Servant does not have his own will. It is merged in the owner’s will. Divine Mother has preached what She practiced. At the just thought of God She could enter into Samadhi for hours together. Those devotees who have seen Mother in Bhava Samadhi are blessed. A celestial aroma would fill in the atmosphere. But Mother is always dutiful, who never failed to discharge Her duties to HER consort  Sri Bhagavan.  In Her personal life as She is an ideal Graha laxmi who took Avataar to regenerate Grihasthashrama Dharma. Yet She was so humble.

When children excel in their career mothers of children will feel proud and happy. Likewise,  we the children of Divine Mother should make Mother feel proud by our love and dedication to Her and Her cause. She never expected any material things from us. She the Almighty has bestowed on us the highest knowledge even though we are not eligible   for the same. We are not regular in our Sadhana. We lapse and err every now and then. Yet She is so kind to bless uis with the highest aatmajnana and the simple way to attain the highest Paraavidya.

Divine Mother conducted classes for young children to teach them what’s spirituality, love for each other. Understanding between each other is the main principle of spirituality. So now it is our turn to repay the debt. We have to try our best to widen our thoughts and outlook to unite in large numbers.

My father Sri. Narsimha Kamath was a great devotee of Mother. He was singing  Bhajans in Mandalis and also used to sing them at home. He taught me bhajans and to sing them with devotion. So we were singing bhajans, slokas,  stotras,  praises of Lord every evening at our home. People who were passing through on the road used to stop and hear the same. They were asking my father whose disciples  are your children ? Certainly  my father told them about Divine Mother. So it is our foremost duty to communicate affectionately with each other  which will attract  more and more people.

In Bombay mandali a lot of devotees attend Sundays and Ekadashi  bhajans. Our bhajans are well disciplined. So during festivals many other organizations invite our Mandali for singing bhajans during their  programmes. We do go to the suburbs, traveling by local trains,  or city buses and the people appreciate our  bhajans.

As Divine Mother’s children it  is our duty to teach the younger generations  how to get peace of mind. How the real happiness can be attained etc. Mother is the first guru of  child. She should teach her children to say the prayers, to chant japa and be obedient to elders. The mother also has to practice and show the children by her own example. The best samskaras given to children in younger days will last forever. Where ever they go whichever situation may come Divine Mother’s children will face them with courage-  Aatmashakti.

Thus with these few words I conclude with a humble prayer at the lotus Feet.





A new lease of life through Her Grace

September 15th, 2014

-T. N. Gopinathan Nayar (Trivandrum)

Once I suddenly fell ill with severe pain in my stomach. I found it difficult to breathe properly. Immediately my sons, Ravi and Nandan, took me to my brother-in-law Dr. P. V. Nair. Fortunately, his son, Dr. T. V. G. Nair, was also present there. In their presence, I vomited. Dr. T. V. G. Nair sensed that the root cause for the stomach pain and the trouble in breathing was something serious.  Immediately he brought an expert Dr. P. P. Joseph from the Medical College. It was nearing midnight.

As per his advice, I was removed to the Medical College Hospital that night itself. Fortunately, my pain subsided and I slept. The X-Ray photos indicated a slight shade at the bottom of the right lung.

A portrait of Divine Mother was placed on the table and I derived much strength and consolation. Whenever I was free of visitors I used to chant Her Nama Manthra. One day, during my afternoon siesta, I had a dream. It was a scene from Shaktinagar Campus. I saw my aunt Mrs. T. N. K. Nayar, and Tarakka, the respected President of the Mission. I saw my aunt rushing to Tarakka and telling her: “Tarakka, Gopi is very ill, undergoing treatment in the hospital. Please inform Divine Mother.” I heard clearly the words of Tarakka: “Don’t you know? Mother is not here. She has already gone to Trivandrum.”

Dream gave me immeasurable strength. That afternoon, a T. B. expert pierced needles in my chest and later ruled out the presence of pleurisy in the lung.

Next day I was put to special tests. What baffled the Doctors was the temperature in the evenings. It would go up to 102 degrees and persist for a couple of hours. The Doctors had a discussion about it and decided that it might be due to cancer. They did not inform me about their inference. My brother-in-law was told. My son Ravi also came to know of it. The agony of the poor boy was intense. The Doctors told me that I would be taken the next day to the operation theatre for a test. Dr. M. R. S. Menon who is a friend of mine, was to do the test. A tube with a light attached to it would be inserted through my throat right up to the interior of the lung to know whether there is any malignancy there. Dr. Menon assured me that I would be completely free from any pain. Without knowing the significance or seriousness of the experiment I readily agreed to it. Except myself all knew the seriousness of it and all were anxious.

My son Ravi was trembling with distress and fear as I was taken to the operation theatre. In his agony, for some time, he was praying intensely to Divine Mother with his eyes closed, and tears streaming down, when he suddenly had a vision of Matrunilayam, the residential abode of Divine Mother in Shaktinagar. He saw my stretcher being taken in. Divine Mother suddenly appeared, emerging from the “Elevator Room”. It was all dark and he saw Mother with a grave look bending over me and blessing me. The vision vanished as abruptly as it appeared. My son was comforted and calmness came to his mind, by the impact of the vision.

All my relatives were there to know the result. Since I was not aware of the seriousness I was comparatively calm and unperturbed. My mind was incessantly chanting the powerful Mahamanthra. With extraordinary thoroughness and skill Dr. Menon did the experiment. I did not know even a pin prick. When I woke up from the effect of anesthesia I saw beaming face of my son. Dr. Menon, to the relief of all, categorically proclaimed that I was free from cancer.

Streptomycin injections were given to me and that proved effective. Since the condition remained normal consecutively for the next few days, the Doctor allowed me to return to my home. Thus after spending 45 days in the Hospital I came back to my sweet home.

When I regained enough strength to travel, the first thing I did was a pilgrimage to Shaktinagar for the darshan of my beloved Deity. Among others, there were many devotees from various parts of Kerala camping at that time in Shaktinagar. Observance of Kerala’s harvest festival, Onam, was going on in Shaktinagar. I had the glorious darshan of the beloved Ma, my Saviour, whose gracious intervention in my destiny had given me a new lease of life, thus enabling me to visit Her abode and to bask in Her grace again. Feelings of grateful love surged up in my bosom. Those were the moments when my heart whispered to me in supernal language that in this world I had none else but She whom I can call my own, who alone offers the purest love, who alone can look after me here and hereafter. The omniscient Ma must have divined my inmost feelings, and at once, Her benign and gracious look fell on me. Oh, what an experience it was!  That smile which bloomed in those eyes, the smile of utter simplicity, seemed to have also profounder depths and mysterious realms which human intelligence cannot reach. Mother called me near, made me sit near Her Feet and blessed me profusely by sprinkling ‘Theertha’ on my head. With Her own divine Hand She applied on my forehead sandalwood paste ‘Tilak’. My son was asked to garland me in Her august presence and the entire audience applauded and wished me many happy returns of the day. Though my 60th Birthday was not observed early because, I was in the hospital, the celebration took place at Shaktnagar in Mother’s divine presence, in the company of the pure-souled devotees. I cherish that enviable thrill in the innermost shrine of my heart, wherein I had installed my beloved Ma long long ago.

Though the beloved Mother has become the Formless Reality, Her luminous, love-inspiring Image of love will continue to shrine radiant in my heart and in the hearts of thousands of devotees like me. O Mother Divine, the beloved Mother of all, let the life of this child become a fitting homage to Thee.

Dropping Flower

August 23rd, 2014

 – Smt.K.Vimala Nanjappa

I had not heard about Divine Mother till 1958. It is really my fortune that no sooner I came to know about her, she entered into my life. She works changes in her destined devotees and disciples, to bring them nearer to her, with increased faith in the divine sakthi.

For a very long time, I was suffering from acute stomach pain, which could not be cure at Mercara, in spite of the best medical attention. So I was taken by my husband to Bangalore, where I was advised to undergo a major operation. The operation was over and I returned to Mercara. But I was no better. My condition had worsened.

One day I was very serious and my husband had lost all hopes of my survival. I was shifted to the Civil Hospital, Mercara, where I was advised to undergo one more operation. My mother, who was attending on me in the hospital, told me that regular Bhajans are being conducted by Sree Rama Devi Bhakta Mandali in Mercara and that I should determine to attend a bhajan and offer a pooja there on my getting completely cured. Meanwhile, one staff nurse, who is a staunch devotee of the Divine Mother, came to my room to give me medicine. Seeing her my mother told me that the nurse is also attending the Bhajans. When the nurse heard this, she too began to talk about the Divine Mother and impressed upon me about the sakthi of the Divine Mother. After about 15 minutes she left the room on duty. To my great surprise, no sooner had she left the room, I felt completely relieved of all my pain. My curiosity to know more and more about this great Sakthi increased. Next time when the nurse came to my room I got more information about the Mother. The kind nurse, the true devotee of the Divine Mother, used to come often to my room to talk about the greatness of the Divine Mother.

After three days I was taken to the operation theatre to undergo another operation. The doctor once again examined me and to my surprise they told me that the operation was not at all necessary and that I would be discharged from the hospital within a week. The nurse had taken me, in spirit, though not bodily, very near the Mother. I was getting better and better day by day. I was not taking any medicine that was prescribed for me in the hospital. Talking about Mother, hearing about Mother and thinking about Mother were my medicines.

On the fourth day of my discharge from the hospital, accompanied by my mother, I went to Smt. Shantakka’s house, with fruits and flowers as offerings to Divine Mother. There was no bhajan on that day. But when the fruits and flowers were placed before Divine Mother’s Photo as offering by me, a flower dropped down from Divine Mother’s photo. Smt. Shantakka assured me that it was a sign of Divine Mother’s grace and I was going to be perfectly alright soon.

A few days after this, suddenly on one day, I became seriously ill. My husband and children gathered round me in a sorrowful mood. Seeing the plight of my husband and children, suddenly I uttered the words ‘ Oh Sadguru Mata.’ To the surprise of my husband, within a few minutes I was completely alright. Seeing this my husband was convinced about the Sakthi of the Divine Mother and he himself advised me to attend the bhajans regularly. He was not allowing me to go for Bhajans, before this, to prevent strain on my weak body and because the bhajan hall is two miles away from my house. I was overjoyed at his change.

Incarnation of Love

July 5th, 2014

 – Kumari Jyoti K Hirani

O Love! I give myself to Thee,
Thine ever, only Thine to be.

Twenty-fourth day of November 1957 is indeed the most memorable and fortunate day in my life, for on that day I saw Mother for the first time, and a new chapter of my life was begun. On that day, my parents and I were, by some mysterious power, taken to Arya Krida Mandal Hall at Thana. In the morning we had read in the Sunday Edition of the Sindhi paper “ Hindwasi ” that there was to be on that day a bhajan of Sri Rama Devi Bhaktha Mandali where Sri Rama Devi would also be present. We had not seen, heard or known her before.

I belong to a family, the members of which were not accustomed to attend bhajans or discourses by any person anywhere. But on that day, as I have said before, some irresistible power attracted us to the hall. When we entered it, we found it already packed with men, women and children and there was no room for us even to stand. But a brother devotee who happened to be with us at that time took my aged father by hand and the rest of us followed him. He got us seated in the front row.

I then looked at the platform. Mother was not there and I learnt that there was still some time for her to come. But I saw seated there the sisters of our Bhaktha Mandali whom I did not know at that time. They were wearing sarees of saffron colour, generally worn by sannyasinis. So I thought Mother also must be a sannyasini. But when she came and sat on the sofa placed for her on the platform, to my surprise I saw instead of a sannyasini, a very sweet, extraordinarily handsome Devi. Her face shone with beauty divine, and from her eyes radiated love.

It is but natural that different people, with different outlook and inclinations and different temperaments, should see Mother in different aspects. But the aspect of Mother I have seen which some others also have seen-and of which I write is that of love-love sweet and bliss-bestowing. She is an ocean of love, boundless and limitless-deep, majestic and infinite. Her intense spirituality, absolute purity, overflowing love and life of self-abnegation provide lessons for all who seek the way of God. I rush to her lotus feet, bow my head in deep reverence and feel quite gratified when I place a garland of flowers round her neck and wait for her to bestow a glance and a smile on me. It makes no difference to me, whether I understand her words or not. Only to see her, feel the radiance, the presence, the love and the bliss, is what matters to me, and in return all that I can offer her is my devotion, and that, she will never reject.

She is accessible to all irrespective of caste or creed, be he or she worldly or other-worldly. When one sits at her lotus feet in silence, one feels a certain joy-not the joy which we get when our desires are fulfilled, but the joy of pure and sublime love, which cannot be expressed in words. This is not only my experience but also the experience of many others. I know of a devotee who always used to be present when Mother gave discourses. He sat near her in silence. One day our beloved Mother asked him if he did not feel tired by sitting for so long, particularly as he could not understand her discourses as the language in which she spoke was foreign to him. He said “ Mother, I do not get tired ; on the contrary by sitting at your lotus feet I get joy, the like of which I will not get from discourses, even if I understood them”.

Many worship her as an avatar of para sakti. Some regard her as a Jeevana-mukta, a liberated and illumined soul, having attained that state by sadhana or yoga. I do not know. I leave it to those who are well learned and have philosophical bent of mind, to speak on it, if they are so inclined. But I, who have got no load of such learning in my head, take her as an avatar of Love and Love only.