Once again, I came back smiling after a wonderful discourse by my guru. His voice was clear and loud and I always wondered how he explained difficult aspects through simple and apt stories. Though I am very much in the materialistic pursiut, occasionally I unwind a bit attending his discourses. The simple and new stories that he delivers everytime made it a pleasure to attend. Also, he will never let the stories take more time or attraction than the actual content. Only once I went to the ashram where he stayed and had an instant liking to that place. There I also found another guru who looked a bit more older, but never spoke a word. In fact, he never spoke to anyone at all. He just smiled when I offered my pranam. I then turned to visit my guru's room where there was already a beeline of visitors. Two months later, I heard the sorrowful news that the silent guru had passed away. When I went to pay my homage, I found that my guru, who was always solid, caving in, like a little child and sobbing. Later, when I had a chance to meet him, I asked him why he behaved that way. He said that the silent guru indeed was his own guru. I was so surprised by this and was completely stunned when he added thus: "Where do you think all the short stories came from?".
Dear Rgs, Sometimes we dont the value of someone until we lose them.Thanks for sharing such experience.
You are most poweful when you are most silent. People never expect silence. They expect words, defense, motion, offence, attack etc.. But silence ...." no" "never " !!!!! -Alison Mcghee
Nice image and quotes, Sunitha. Yes, only those who have the endurance will make it there. Its much tougher to be silent. Thanks. -rgs