Chapter
2
Next morning, I began my
trek once again and reached Courtallam before mid-afternoon . God had blessed
Courtallam with a number of waterfalls. The water from monsoon rains in Kerala
on the other side of the Western Ghats provided a steady supply of water to the
falls. Courtallam is one of the very few places in India where people can find
waterfalls to take bath at ground levels. I went straight to the main
waterfalls. I saw many people massaging their head and body liberally with ‘gingili ’
oil, before they had their bath. The crowd was not much. I went straight and
stood under the mighty waterfall for a long time. The water was quite cold and
I shivered. I folded my hands in reverence in the cool waters and prayed. Suddenly
I felt lost for some time. After the bath, I felt invigorated.
The Kutralanathar temple was
just at the foot of the hills close to the waterfalls and was closed after the
midmorning offerings to Lord Siva. I had to wait till four in the evening to
have my first meeting with HIM.
Suddenly, I found a small
crowd of people rushing somewhere and, on inquiry, I learnt that annadhan was taking place in a nearby
hall. Offering food to the poor (annadhan)
was practiced by many, either as part of their way to salvation or as reparation
for their sins. Feeling rather fortunate, I helped myself generously with the
delicious meal.
After a small nap in the
temple corridor, I was ready to meet the Lord, when the main gates of the temple
opened for the evening. I went straight to Siva. I was in no mood to look at or
appreciate the temple architecture. There was hardly any soul inside the temple.
The priest had not arrived yet. Everything was still and quiet. The air was
thick, humid, and smelled pungent. Barring a few oil lamps shimmering in front
of the idols, the temple was mostly dark.
I closed my eyes and stood
silently before the Lord.
“I have never travelled
outside my small village, but YOU have brought me here. I am now before you now,
as you wanted. This is the first leg of my seven meetings with you, as you
ordained. What next?”
It didn’t even occur to me
that I should thank Lord Siva for what he did for me. He healed me miraculously
from my pain. I was too immature to not realize the magnitude of my mystical experience.
After all, I thought it was just a dream. But how was I healed instantly? It
was a reality. I continued to ponder over the question without any answer. The
astrologer had told me, “God has a strange and miraculous ways of saving His
devotees.” That must be true.
‘Was I a devotee?’ I wasn’t
sure. But, HE also left me as an orphan. Why did he do that? What was my
mistake?
I stayed before HIM standing
and closing my eyes for a long time. Thoughts were pouring out, waves after
waves. Suddenly I opened my eyes and I saw hazily a Sadhu entering the sanctum Sanctorum. I continued to stand there
for no reason. After some time passed, the Sadhu
turned around, came out of the sanctum Sanctorum and seemed to be
approaching me, his eyes fixed on me. I recollected immediately that he was the
same sadhu whom I had seen the
previous evening in the congregation under the banyan tree on my way to
Shencottai. As he passed by my side, he looked straight into my eyes for a
moment. His look was penetrating and it
blinded me for a moment. He didn’t stop by me, but I heard him, saying, ‘Meet
me at Chithra Sabhai’ as he passed by.
I was puzzled. ‘Did I hear
him right?’ But he had gone and disappeared.
I continued to stand there as
though my feet were clamped to the ground; I felt stuck. I had no inclination
to move too.
When some more time passed,
I was confused and I decided to get out.
When I took the first heavy
step, I heard the sudden sound of a thunder inside the rock solid temple and
along with the sound of the thunder, came the voice, ‘No, you can’t go!’
Where did the voice come from? Was it my own imagination? Was I
hallucinating?
Suddenly I felt very weak.
My knees caved in. My whole body buckled and everything blacked out for me. I
felt I was sinking and lost all consciousness, even as I collapsed to the floor
I would never know how much
time passed by and I opened my eyes when someone sprinkled water on my face. I
saw a temple priest and he was trying to gently lift me up. He gave me some
water to drink and some energy returned to me. When I felt better, I told the
priest about the thunder and the celestial voice I heard.
The priest hesitated for a
moment and then said, ‘Strange are HIS powers! Who knows, maybe Lord
Kutralanathar want you to be here for some more time? Are you planning to go
somewhere else, my dear son?”
I briefly told him my story
- about the acute stomach pain I had, about my dream where Lord Siva appeared
and offered to cure me on the condition that I met with him in seven of his
places . I told him that Courtallam was my first destination and that I was planning
to visit other places of Lord Siva. I also told him about the sadhu who ordered me to meet him in Chithra Sabhai.
The priest looked
bewildered, but soon recovered his composure. He then gently told me, “You seem
to be an innocent village boy. What do I tell you about Lord Siva appearing in
your dreams? Strange are the ways, things happen on earth. Hearing thunder
inside the temple was bizarre and incredible. The sky is very clear outside.
There is no possibility of a thunder or lightning. I suggest you don’t
unnecessarily tell anyone outside, about your experiences. They will think you
are out of your mind. But, if that was what happened to you really, ……. Why
don’t you stay here in Courtallam for some more time and see what happens? This
is a lovely place. But be careful with sadhus .
I am born and brought up here. I have also heard lot of stories about sadhus . There had been unique sadhus here in the past in this place
and elsewhere. Courtallam is known for ‘Siddhars’
who had siddhic (mystical) powers.
There is historical proof that many siddhas
had mystical powers. Sage Agasthya was known to have lived in this place
Courtallam and sanctified the whole hill. He had also written several books,
and many of them were medical books. There are fakes too. One needs to be
careful with the sadhus .”
With that, not wanting to
have to do anything more with me, he abruptly turned back and went inside the
temple to tend to his work.
I circumambulated along the
inner and the outer walls of the sanctum Sanctorum of the temple. I had a dozen of the kurumpala tree, the sacred jackfruit tree of the temple. On the
back side, there was a corner and there, over the tall
temple walls, I could see the waterfalls rolling down the rocks and hear its
roaring sound.
I came out of the temple. ‘I
need to know where Chithra Sabhai is’,
I said to myself.
The sky was bright and clear
outside, with no sight of any cloud. ‘Where did that thunder come from?’
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