CHITRAYATRA

The disciplined Vanaras, a hundred thousand of them, stood there waiting for orders. They had a purpose. An exiled king had requested their help rescuing his beloved wife who was abducted by a mighty demon. The place was sanctified with the Lord's presence. The discipline and cleanliness of the Vanaras heightened that sanctity to the utmost. The accumulated stones and clay in heaps on the shore reminded them of the daunting task, a task unheard of till then and would be time immemorial, a task that needed the wildest imaginations of the scientific among them, Nala and Nila, the task of breaching the sea with a bridge. They had no tools with them other than determination and bhakthi, which they had in abundance. The bridge built, rescue done and the place was since consecrated. *** The journey we took on 14th Feb to Rameshwaram was monotonous until we reached Pamban bridge. The sight from that bridge changed everything to vibrant. A beautiful island surrounded with crystalline turqu...

This Sunday there were two kids digging a pit on the beach. "What is this hole for?", I asked them out of curiosity. The younger one showing a plastic bag filled with shells and sand replied "we fill the hole with this and then plant a tree in it. Tomorrow the sapling will grow into a full tree. We can come and sleep under it." I looked around and found no sapling. "Where is the tree?", I asked. "We will find one and bring it" "Why the shells?" "Silly, doesn't the tree need to eat something to grow?" Digging holes. Reserving food. If only they could find the sapling!