A Tribute to Pooshie Krishnu

 

We met you for the first time on 26^th of October 2022 when we visited you in Canada. Till then, we had only seen you in photos and videos. You stole our hearts right away with your saintly and gentle eyes. You only reinforced your sagely demeanour when without fail you would emerge from wherever, at the unearthly hour of 3 a.m when I would attend my weekly Bhagavad Gita classes while there. Hearing our Guru Parimala ji’s voice, chanting the verses, you would faithfully sit near my chair, the entire hour and a half of the class, week after week, not missing a single session. It took me a couple of weeks to notice this act of yours. It was then that you became for me, not simply, Pooshie the dear one, but the Divine Pooshie Krishna, Pooshie Krishnu as I began to call you. Not just this, Ram told me about how he was forced to abandon his Sandhya Vandanam session because you would promptly go for the water kept for the purpose!

 

Pooshi Papa makes himself cozy on the papasan

Tears well up and flow in a never-ending Niagara as I pen this tribute to you dear one, who we now refer to in the past, as we would all be spoken of when our time comes. This is indeed the way of all flesh that makes its appearance on this mortal plane. But to us, your maternal grandparents and  family, you were not ever a Cat as others would call you, but our adorable first grandchild, Poosh, our wonderful grandkit. And a truly Divine being at that! What better proof than yet another one – you slept beautifully and Divinely in our Creator’s embrace, on the auspicious Kartika Ekadashi, the day before yesterday, yet another 26^th in our life.

 

Where our world of mortals indulge in hate-mongering and insensitivity despite their sense of reasoning, you bowled us over with your warm, unconditional love. If you had wonderful parents in Chillu and Ram, they were more fortunate to have you with them, even if only for four odd years, for having filled their lives with bountiful joy.

 

Stay safe dear child in Krishna’s realm where only goodness, love and peace prevail, where you’ll be free of pain and suffering that we creatures on this earthly plane experience. Though our hearts are heavy with sadness at your departure, soon these tears will be peppered with plenty of smiles and even laughter, recalling your various antics – your agile hopping on to the table to join us at dinner, that regal leap to the showcase to squeeze yourself next to the Arab idol, and your most majestic posture as you would sit inside and look out into the portico at the world go by, your faithfully following Chilbul and swirling your tail at her work table or awaiting her return from outdoors near the door. Many are the ways in which you would show your unadulterated love for Chillu and Ram – an endless list to recall, and even words elude me to recount all that you did and were. You will always remain our most cherished little one. It’s not Goodbye to you Beloved Pooshie Krishnu, but a simple Bye, till I greet you when my time comes to join you in that Paradise where you presently are. Till then, my only prayers that I can spread that unconditional love that your humble life has taught us.

2388 Steps to Lord of the 7 Hills

 

The tug of the abode of Sri Venkataramana - Tirumala Hills, Upper Tirupathi or ‘Seshachalam’ – the mountain of ‘Sesha’ the Divine Serpent, as it is variously called, is simply irresistible. Its pull as a potent panacea for the problem-ridden pilgrim is just as powerful as its allure for the spiritual seekers. 

 It’s been an annual ritual of sorts for us siblings as family, to undertake a trek uphill to pay our obeisance to Sri Venkatesa. Thanks to the nerve-racking pandemic, we had to forego the jaunt after 2018. So here we are, JR and I, after a gap of four years, ready to trudge up 2388 steps to seek His Divine blessings. A gently inclined road leading to the steps of Sri Vari Mettu from where trekkers’ ascent begins, has us gasping for breath! My hitherto positive disposition is suddenly edged with trepidation and butterflies somersault in my belly as 2388 steps appear intimidating.

 

We muster courage, give each other pep talks and gingerly accelerate our pace of walk as we come upon the Lord’s temple at the foothills. The slog up is a veritable test of our cardiac and general fitness. It is not enough that we have our masks pulled down to allow air through our nostrils; we take in lungsful of oxygen, our mouths agape. JR, to the chants of Vishnu Sahasranamam and I reciting Hanuman shlokas, join other devouts who energize themselves and fellow devotees with loud “Govinda” in chorus. It is 7.24 a.m as we set foot on the first of the 2388 steps.

 

The boundless sky is splashed in a kaleidoscope of colours as the solar giant appears in all his glory. The vistas that spread before us are stunning as we halt every now and then to catch our breath. The enchanting colours of nature, wild blossoms in white, lavender and yellow contrasting with foliaceous trees that blanket the surrounding mountains, are invigorating in every possible way. The chirps and tweets from the avian world seem in sync with the chants of “Govinda”. The entire stepway is covered on top with asbestos that resonates with the thud of simians which swing from tree to tree, making occasional jumps on the roof. 

 

Vendors make hay as the wayfarers recharge themselves with bottled drinks, tea, coffee, lime and sweet lime juice, buttermilk, slices of melon, mango and cucumber and bhelpuri.

It is 7.37 a.m as we touch the 400-step mark. JR and I give ourselves a pat on the back having covered more than a sixth of the way in just 13 minutes. We feel encouraged and are hopeful of reaching the top in an hour and a half. Now and then we wet our parched mouths with filtered RO water from taps that are there every few yards along the pathway. We feel exhilarated as we cross every milestone - 800, 1100, 1500, 1800, 2000 steps.

No class, no caste, no chauvinism here – rather, there is compassion and camaraderie, even a kind of kinship as a sprightly sea of humanity wends its way up bare-footed, cajoling, cheering and inspiring fellow beings – strangers all - flashing genial smiles as they sense sagging spirits.  We are completely zapped by their devotion and fervour. We have them in all shapes, sizes and acts – some have walked a couple of hundred kilometres from their villages in Andhra, others who have come in busloads carry backpacks and humble airbags; yet others have toddlers perched on them. There are ladies and young girls who apply turmeric and vermilion dots on every one of the steps as they march along, menfolk who bow down and touch each one of the steps in reverence to the deity they proceed to worship.

 

As beads of perspiration trickle down their very being, face, back and all, their zeal not in the least dampened by the hot and humid weather, I am forced to remember Sri Krishna’s words in verse 26 of the 9^th chapter of the Bhagvad Gita : 

 Patraṁ puṣhpaṁ phalaṁ toyaṁ yo me bhaktyā prayachchhati
tadahaṁ bhaktyupahṛitam aśhnāmi prayatātmanaḥ.

Meaning: “If one offers to Me with devotion a leaf, a flower, a fruit, or even water, I delightfully partake of that item offered with love by My devotee in pure consciousness.”

 

Finally, much to our relief and delight we see ourselves on the landing – the light at the end of the tunnel! We have done it in 1 hour and 45 minutes, just 15 minutes more than what we had taken to do 4 years ago. My joy on having reached is heavily tinged with awe, seeing the devotion and utter sincerity displayed by our fellow pilgrims who weather all kinds of hurdles to seek HIS grace and benevolence. The journey is yet another learning experience in this University of Life for me.

 

 

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Where Moon, Muruga, Dasaratha, Arjuna and Manmatha-Rathi were freed of their sins

 

We weave our way through narrow winding roads before coming upon the ancient Treta Yuga temple - Sri Amirthambigai sametha Sri Chandrasekara Swamy Shiva temple at Kamakkur. The place of worship that remained unknown for several centuries and was in a dilapidated state, was renovated by King Jayamkonda Chozha in the 11^th century CE. He was ordered to do so by Lord Shiva himself through a vision he had. A Thiruppugazh sthalam where Lord Muruga was glorified by the 15^th century Tamil poet-saint Arunagirinathar, the temple enjoys several distinguishing features and is associated with many interesting legends.

 

 

A four-tiered Rajagopuram of modest height welcomes us to the complex which housesindividual sanctums for many deities. We pass the copper-coloured dhwaja sthambha which uniquely holds aloft the Nandi, to first pay our obeisance to Vijaya Ganapathy, also known here as Narthana Ganapathy.

 

The presiding deity Lord Shiva who became self-manifest here, goes by the name Sri Chandrasekhara, having enabled Chandra or Moon to rid himself of the curse he incurred at the hands of Daksha. According to legend, Chandra or Moon, who is the lord of the 27 Nakshatras or the 27 daughters of King Dakshan, was particularly biased towards Rohini to the exclusion of his 26 other wives. An infuriated Dakshan, cursed Chandra whereby he lost his beauty and became ugly and repulsive. When a saddened Chandra sought Lord Shiva in Kailash and pleaded to be liberated from the curse, Shiva ordered him to dig a pond and perform abhisheka with its sacred water at Kamakkur when he, Shiva, himself would become self-manifest. The Lord further instructed Chandra to purify himself with the abhisheka water. At the appropriate time as indicated by Shiva, Chandra carried out his command to the last letter. Exactly upon the completion of one mandala, Shiva appeared before Chandra at Kamakkur and redeemed him of the curse. An elated and relieved Chandra sought a favour from Shiva for the benefit of mankind: that those suffering from stree and pitru doshas or curse, should be freed of it if they perform Rudrabhishekam here and bathe with its water. The Lord agreed.

 

In similar manner, Lord Muruga, King Dasharatha, Arjuna and Manmatha-Rathi were relieved of their respective curses. Thus emerged five holy ponds namely, Chandra, Kumara, Dasharatha, Arjuna and Manmatha-Rathi Theerthams. Unfortunately, only one of them remains today, and is replete with lotus flowers.

 

Lord Chandrasekhara in Lingam form, slightly tilted towards Ishana direction and growing in very minute fractions, rests here on a square peetam unlike in other Shiva temples where Lingam is placed on a circular peetam or pedestal. According to the priest, when abhishekam is performed to the Lingam, devotees experience the Lord’s grace in different ways – some get His Divine darshan with his tresses tied, some with his three eyes open, yet others see him as a serpent.

This kshetram which has been sanctified by demigods and Siddhas who performed austerities and worshipped Lord Shiva here is considered to be on par with Kashi. A pilgrimage undertaken to Kamakkur bestows upon one the benefits obtained from visiting Kashi. As the story goes, when an individual was once travelling to Kashi with an asthi (ashes of a departed one) kalash, the bone pieces miraculously turned into Arali Poo (Oleander blossom) and since then, this place has been deemed as sacred as Kashi.

 

Goddess Amirthambikai in standing posture is in a separate shrine. However, the eye-catching sannidhi is that of Goddess Kamakshi Amman or Tripurasundari who was consecrated and installed here by Adi Shankaracharya in the 8^th century, along with the Sri Chakram during the Chaathurmaas period. Seated in Padmasana, she is depicted holding the Neelotpala flower (Blue water lily, symbol of Bhumi Devi or Mother Earth), sugarcane, and the pasham (rope/noose) and ankusham (goad) in her four hands. 

                                                                   

The dwarapalakas guarding the entrance to this sanctum entail a rare trait. They resound with the sapta swaras or seven musical notes when tapped upon at different points. The presence of Kamakshi Amman lends its name to the place Kamakkur which in ancient times was known as Kamanagar and Kamathur.

 

Opposite Sri Kamakshi Amman’s sanctum is a small open-on-all-sides structure which holds a green stone Yazhi (Yali). 

After worshipping the shrines of the Sahasralingam, Surya and Chandikeshwara and Maha Nandi, we head to the Valli-Deivanai sametha Muruga sanctum. 

The six-faced Lord Shanmukha or Karthik faces the North and is perched on his mount, the peacock. A distinguishing feature of the idol, not seen anywhere else in the world is a serpent’s tail gripped by the peacock in its mouth! Also, on the snake’s hood is present the imprints of Muruga’s lotus feet.

Just as distinctive as the Muruga idol is the statue of Nataraja, the dancing form of Shiva. Unlike in other shrines, here Nataraja is seen with his left leg on the floor and the right leg is placed from the back of the left one in twisted form, in Chatura Thandavam Mudra as it is known in dance terminology. Such an idol of the deity is present only in this temple according to the priest.

 

The green stone Kala Bhairava image is exceptional here with the moon on his forehead, and ears having kundalam and stud respectively.

 

In its heydays the temple had a golden kalash atop its vimanam, lost to looters in time. The edifice was patronized, maintained and taken care of by the Nawabs of Arcot for a significant period of time. In a shrine that once witnessed puja six times every day, worship subsequently reduced to twice daily. 

Adhikara Nandi, Maha Vishnu, Vishnu Durga, Iyyappa, Muniswara and the Nayanmargals or Shaivite saints also adorn the temple complex.

Specialties associated with the temple:

This is the first of the 4 sacred shrines (Devikapuram, Vedapurishwara in Cheyyar, Tiruvannamalai being the other 3) where poet saint Arunagirinathar sang in praise of Lord Muruga (Thirupugazh)

The dhwaja sthambam or flagstaff of the temple has Nandi seated atop, a feature unique to this temple.

After Thingalur, this is the second parihara sthalam for those who have a weak Chandran (Moon) in their horoscope.

For those suffering from the mal-effects of pitru and stree shraap or curse, visiting this temple, performing Rudrabhishekam for Lord Chandrashekhara and subsequently bathing in this water, will free them of the curse.

To rid oneself of the ill-effects of Mars in their horoscope (Mangal/Kuja dosha): worshipping Lord Muruga in the temple on Tuesday with 3 Kalasham, red vastram (red cloth), red oleander flower (Arali poo) and doing parayanam of Subramanya Stuti, is said to be beneficial.

On the midnight of every Chitra Pournami (Full Moon day of the month of Chaitra – mid April to mid May) one can hear the tinkle of bells and anklets in the interior of the temple complex. Devotees plagued with any kind of problems, ask prashnam(questions) at the sanctum sanctorums of Goddess Kamakshi and Chandrasekhara Swamy to which the Divine indicate a solution.

Those facing marriage hurdles, facing issues related to property and financial problems, individuals suffering from various ailments, childless couples are said to find amicable solution to their problems by visiting the temple, and/or undertaking homas et al.

 

Facts at a Glance:

 Sthala Vriksham: Magizham tree

Pushkarini: The temple which was once surrounded by 5 ponds, has a single one left today. However, this pond, replete with lotuses has not dried up since its origin in the Ramayana time period.

Festivals: Pradosham, Sankatahara Chaturthi, Amavasya are regularly observed with all associated rituals. Maha Shivaratri, Ten-day Brahmotsavam during the Tamil month of Panguni (Chaitra/Phalguna according to Hindu calendar, that is, March/April), Aippasi Pournami (Full moon of Octobetr-November) are celebrated with much fervour and fanfare.

Location: The temple is located on the Arani-Pada Veedu route in Tamil Nadu. It is 5 km from Sedarampattu Railway Station, 8 km from Arani, 16 km from Pada Veedu, 25 km from Polur, 33 km from Vellore, 62 km from Tiruvannamalai and 131 km from Chennai.

Temple Timings: 7:00  –  11:00  & 17:00  – 19:00

Contact: Sivacharyar, the archakar (priest) @ 98418 48359 / 90872 25939