Thursday, March 19, 2009

The Ghosts, Kali Ma and an agnostic

I was newly married then living in Calcutta with my wife. Life was pleasant as my wife managed well within my limited income. We agreed on most matters except on one. She was a very pious lady doing her daily puja without fail like lighting the lamp before an array of gods’ pictures, burning incense and chanting slokas.I was an agnostic but never said anything against her beliefs. She visited Kali temple weekly once and on many occasions I would accompany her. While she went in to pray, I indulged myself to a cup of adhrak chai outside the temple. She tried initially to make me enter the temple and offer my prayers but gave up after my adamant response.
It was one night around 12-30am she woke me up and asked me to see through the narrow opening of our window at the sweet shop across the road. From the third floor the view was uninterrupted. We saw a strange thing happening on the terrace of the sweetmeat shop. There were about a dozen short what appeared as young boys dancing, jumping and precariously hanging at the edges as monkeys alone can do. Many of the acrobatic postures were just humanly impossible. There was only moonlight and we could see only the dark silhouettes. The figures were short, agile, nimble footed, bigger than monkeys but smaller than men. They had no tails. This dancing and prancing about went on for about two hours with me and my wife watching in wonderment. We pinched each other repeatedly amidst laughter to make sure we were not dreaming Then around 2-30am they all faded away and soon the open terrace was empty. We discussed amongst ourselves the various possibilities but decided to check in the morning. Early in the morning when the shop opened around 6-30am, we went there and found the man in charge. We were known to him as we regularly bought our sweets from the shop. When we recounted the happenings of the previous night and asked him whether any work men were staying in the building. He expressed disbelief saying the shop remained closed, nobody stayed in the building and there was no stair case to the terrace. There was no way anyone can climb there let alone dance about. He dismissed our story more as a figment of our imagination and went about busy selling sandesh, rasgollahs and singaras.to the customers. On our way back my wife asked me whether I would now believe that there were some supernatural things that cannot be explained rationally in scientific terms. She added that we were hundred percent sure of what we saw while the shop owner dismissed our story as mere imagination. She urged me to have faith in what our elders and the religious texts said. I kept mum without arguing with her.
I had written the examinations for probationary officers in three banks. The results of two had come out and I had not made the grade.I was very depressed and worried about the likely outcome in the last one, the biggest nationalized bank. My wife advised me not to lose heart and instead pray to Ma Kali sincerely along with her. But my ego prevented me from agreeing. The next morning when she went to the temple, she requested me to come inside. I declined telling her that I would have my regular chai.She persuaded me to accompany her at least inside the temple more as a concession to her than under belief. I could not refuse my beloved wife and went inside. I stood near the stone where the goats are sacrificed and watched Ma Kali in all her majesty and divinity. Though associated with death and destruction, She exuded at once compassion with anger in her awe inspiring face. I saw the multitude of the devotees praying with utmost faith to Her for Her blessings. Involuntarily my hands went up folded in obeisance to the Goddess even as my wife stood before me amazed and in delight at the transformation that has been wrought in me. She nudged me and said “Pray to Kali Ma for her grace and success in your bank examination. She will surely listen to you compassionate as She is.”
I muttered with tears in my eyes ”Kali Ma, kindly excuse me for my foolishness and give me total devotion to you” The joy in my wife grew boundless as she virtually pushed me closer to the deity for Her darshan. What a transformation She has brought about in one who came to mock but remained to pray.
It is an interesting tidbit that I got a registered letter that afternoon from the bank about my selection as a probationary officer sending my wife into raptures
"My child, you need not know much in order to please Me.

Only Love Me dearly.
Speak to me, as you would talk to your mother,
if she had taken you in her arms."
Kpartha12@hotmail.com

10 comments:

  1. Hi Partha --- Good One,surely mother divine graces to the true devotee who has FAITH.

    Regards
    Grey

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  2. A nice write up portraying true devotion and that prayers never go unheard if said with immense faith.

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  3. the image of the dance came in my mind :) as i have read the stories of vikramadhithya, the dance seen reminded me of the devil's dance with skulls and bones.. :)

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  4. Lovely story! The merciful eyes of Mother Kali can even melt a stone, so why not a agnostic :) Very well written sir!

    This story reminds me a true incident I read in the book, "The autobiography of a Yogi", where yoganada's sister's husband, an agnostic, gets engrossed by the sight of Mother Kali and becomes a devotee.

    Keep up the good work!

    *smiles & wishes*

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  5. Belief is a great pain reliever, coz your belief takes you closer to God:)

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  6. Very nice story. God makes His presence known to us many ways. In this story the strange dance and the wife's belief helped him believe there are supernatural beings. Well written.

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  7. I like ur way of writing skills. It makes me to imagine real what I read ur story.
    Let me have faith with her like you too.
    Thanks for visiting my blog.

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  8. Thank you! I am just now discovering the Divine Mother and seeing her in a different way... These words brought tears to my eyes:
    "My child, you need not know much in order to please Me.
    Only Love Me dearly.
    Speak to me, as you would talk to your mother,
    if she had taken you in her arms."

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  9. very nice story ,i liked the last few lifes very much ,
    Thanks for giving the this nice inspirative story

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