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Talk:Forgetting that Bhagavān resides in the Hearts of all Creatures

From Hindupedia, the Hindu Encyclopedia

By Vishal Agarwal


Hindu Dharma declares that the Divine is immanent in every creature and non-animate object due to His omnipresence. A Bhakti Yogī sees his beloved Lord everywhere, in every creature. But sometimes, an imperfect Bhakta gets too focused or fixated on his ‘object’ of worship which might be a Mūrti, or even the Lord, forgetting that the Divine he seeks also resides in the hearts of other creatures. The stories below illustrate how such imperfect Bhaktas have been chastised and brought back to perfection.

Story: Krishna teaches Rishi Uttanka to See Bhagavān in Everyone

On his way to Dwaraka, he met Rishi Uttanka, who had just come out of a long meditation and did not know what had happened for a long time in the world. The Sage asked Lord Krishna, “How are the Kauravas and the Pāṇdavas doing? I was in meditation for a long time and therefore I do not have the latest news about them.” Lord Krishna then relayed to him the tragic news of how the war had killed all the Kauravas except Yuyutsu (who had sided with the Pāṇdavas). Sage Uttanka became very angry with Lord Krishna on hearing the news because he thought that Krishna could have prevented the war, if He had really wanted to. He threatened to curse Lord Krishna and blamed Him for the death of Kauravas. But, Krishna explained to him patiently how He had tried and tried to bring peace between the two families without success. When Sage Uttanka heard these details, he repented for being angry with Lord Krishna unnecessarily. Lord Krishna forgave the Sage for his arrogance, and instead asked the Sage if he wanted a boon from Him. Now, Sage Uttanka lived in a desert region between Hastinapur and Dwaraka. Therefore, he requested, “Bhagavān, this place has a scarcity of water. Please make water available whenever I feel thirsty.” Lord Krishna replied, “Whenever you are thirsty, remember Me, and you will find water immediately.” Then, He departed for his kingdom.

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One day, when Sage Uttanka was travelling through the desert, he felt thirsty and therefore remembered Krishna. Immediately, a Chandala (a barbarian man) accompanied with two ferocious dogs appeared. The Chandala had a pot filled with water, and he offered to quench the Sage’s thirst. But the arrogant Sage thought that the Chandala was not worthy enough to offer water to him, and therefore he stepped back instead of accepting the water. The Sage thought that Krishna had played a cheap joke on him by sending such a lowly person to quench his thirst, and started criticizing Krishna instead. Immediately, the Chandala and his two dogs disappeared and instead. Krishna appeared. The Sage said, “Lord! Why did you send that lowly Chandala to quench my thirst? How can an ascetic accept water from such a person?” Lord Krishna replied, “A Sage sees all creatures without prejudice, with the same eye. You have practiced so many spiritual austerities, and have practiced meditation for a very long time. Therefore, it was unbecoming of you to have scorned someone because he was a Chandala. But you turned him away, and as a result, you remained thirsty. In reality, the Chandala was Indra, the King of Devas in heaven, and he had come with the nectar of immortality in his leather bag instead of water. But you judged him by his appearance, forgetting that the same Soul resides in him as it does in you.” Hearing this, the Sage was greatly repentant and asked for forgiveness. He begged Krishna that there should be rain in the desert to quench the thirst of all creatures. Lord Krishna granted his wish. To this day, the clouds that rain water in the Indian desert are called Uttanka clouds[1].


Story: Feeding Krishna Through Children

It was the day of Krishna Janmāshtami. Every home in the city made cakes with rice, ghee and jaggery to offer to little Krishna in the form of mūrti. But the richest person in the city, a multi-millionaire, did not allow his wife to make any. He said, “Why waste money on baking these cakes and then distributing them to the poor? We did not become rich by practicing useless charity!”

But his wife tried to argue, “Let me at least make some cakes for our servants and our children.” The millionaire replied, “Why should the servants eat free cakes? If the servants make them, they will surely taste a cake or two. I want you to make only three cakes with your own hands. Do not make any extra cake to taste them. Once they are ready, we will lock the kids on the lower floor and go to the upper floor so I can eat them without them knowing.” The wife was shocked at her stingy husband’s heartlessness, but she had no choice. She did as told, and arrived with the three cakes in a room upstairs, locking it from inside. As soon as the millionaire was about to eat the first cake, the window in the room popped open. Through the window, little Krishna peeped and said, “Will you not share this cake with me?”

The millionaire said, “Why should I give you a free cake just because you are Bhagavān?” Krishna said, “If you are not going to share the cake with me, then I will get your children here right away.” Within a second, Krishna appeared with the couple’s youngest child in the room.

When the five year old boy looked at the cake in his father’s hand, his mouth salivated and he asked to eat the cake. But his father refused. Krishna was not very happy at this behavior and said, “All right if you do not want to share the cake with me. At least give it to your own son, and I will eat it through him.” But the millionaire retorted, “What will you do if I eat it myself?” Krishna replied, “Then it will burn your mouth!” The millionaire arrogantly took a bite, and his mouth started burning as if he had swallowed a red hot coal. He spat it out immediately.

Krishna said again, “Give the second cake to your boy. Then, you can eat the third one yourself.” Terrified, the father gave a cake to his son. And then, as he was eating the third one, he was pleasantly surprised. It was the most delicious cake he had ever eaten! He looked at Krishna and asked, “What this miracle Bhagavān? This cake was the most delicious that I have ever had.”

Krishna replied, “It was no miracle. It is a fact from everyday life. We enjoy our possessions more not by clinging on to them, but by sharing them with others.” The millionaire learned his lesson and requested his wife, “Please ask our servants to make at least a thousand cakes and distribute them to poor children.” When the cakes were ready, he offered a plate full of them to Krishna.

But Krishna said, “Everything in the world belongs to me. I have shared my world with you and want you to share it with others as well. If you feed these cakes to the poor children, you will be feeding me through them.” Saying this, Krishna disappeared.

From then onwards, the millionaire would gift a lot of cakes to the poor as an offering to Krishna.

Story: Swami Ramakrishna Paramhansa sees Bhagavān in Starving Tribals

“Sometime in 1868, Sri Ramakrishna went on a pilgrimage with Mathur Babu and family. Mathur was the manager of the Kali Temple at Dakshineshwar. The party stopped at Deoghar. The town and its surrounding villages were then in the grip of a terrible famine and the Santhals, the local tribal people of the place, had gone without food for several days. Already, some had died of starvation. Their bodies were like skeletons and they had hardly any clothes to cover themselves with.

Sri Ramakrishna could not bear the sight. He took his seat by the side of the Santhals, wept bitterly with them, and asked Mathur Babu to help them in their suffering. Mathur Babu said: “There are so many poor people here. How can I help them all?” Moreover, we must be able to cover our expenses in places of pilgrimage like Varanasi, etc.” Sri Ramakrishna replied: “I do not want to go to Varanasi leaving these victims of famine behind. They are the children of the Divine Mother. I shall fast with them unto death. Who cares for your pilgrimage schedule!”

Mathur Babu had to spend a lot of money on feeding and clothing the Santhals. Only then did Sri Ramakrishna agree to resume the journey.[2]


References[edit]

  1. From Mahābhārata, Āshvamedhika Parva.
  2. Amarananda, Swami. Stories from Vedanta. Advaita Ashrama, 2003, pp. 34–35.