Jalsa, Mumbai┬а ┬а ┬а ┬а ┬а ┬а ┬а ┬а ┬а ┬аMar 30/31,┬а 2020┬а ┬а ┬а ┬а ┬а ┬а ┬а ┬а ┬а ┬аMon/Tue 12:38 AM
Birthday - EF -┬а Sai Poorna Patnaik .. Ef Karen Ben Ezra .. Tuesday, March 31 .. greetings and love from all the Ef , and wishes for safety and care .. in these times of turmoil we pray and we live in the divine spirit for our protection
.. when you give .. the given is instantaneous and immediate .. without consideration or thought of any else .. intent and compassion in abundance .. for them that be deprived , in want and in the absence of many abundances that we that have never consider .. the joy then of the receiving from the deprived .. that expression of fulfilment .. of knowing that the night shall not be in the hunger of want .. and the look forward for the morning and the ending of a search for the next .. that is the life of fulfilment .. that is the embrace of a given !
2000 were fed again today and by the next few days , another 3000 shall be added to make it 5000 in the feeding of lunch and dinner .. stocks are scarce .. deliveries are being unable to operate .. volunteers needed to cook and make the packets for delivery are not moving out of their homes .. but there is hope that by April the 2nd the numbers shall increase .. and God willing it shall be 15,000 to be fed for an entire month , every day ..┬а
AND .. as this operation has found its feet and moves along .. the planning for that bigger effort slowly fructifies .. I live in effort and prayer each night and wake up alarmed at times to make it happen .. the links the management the statistics┬аof the exercise .. all looking so difficult .. but the need drives one to its completion and execution .. and there is need for divine help in its execution .. for in the mind and thought it all falls into place , yet there is dependence on the┬атАШotherтАЩ .. and that has ever been a struggle ..
.. of that and more, then, in time┬а ..
In the solace of yourself .. which, incidentally, is the best time of existence .. within the desert of our own .. pleasant and carefree .. no encumbrances , no scheduled rulings , no living on the contexts of any other .. that be the moment of ..
.. and invariably Babu ji .. finding a wrapped book of old in his material left behind .. a writing of his Grandfather, his Nana ji .. my great grand Father ..┬а
.. its the Dewaan ├и Hafiz , the collection of the great Sufi poet .. and its entire transcript in my great grandfatherтАЩs own handwritten text ..
.. that be my Great GrandfatherтАЩs handwritten pages .. his name Ishwari Prasad .. my FatherтАЩs Nana .. my FatherтАЩs MotherтАЩs Father .. the FatherтАЩs Father is Dada .... and suddenly there is so much nostalgia of remembrance and the stories of yore ..
.. so in pursuit of the presence of my Father , I open his┬атАШRachnavaliтАЩ - the anthology, the collection of all his works in 11 volumes of well leather crafted designed, that adorn , among the divinity of the earlier post , my desk ..┬а
.. one should never be too far away from divinity and paternal presence ..
.. and I open a page .. and his poem so apt for the day and time stares at me .. a mere coincidence of its text and content .. written in 1937 -38 .. but relevant to me as I prepare to retire ( errr .. to bed, not from profession, as the over enthuтАЩ yellow pencilled band of brothers and sisters , so willingly wish for me to be .. ) .. and I reproduce ..
.. half the night has passed ..┬а
lie I in bed eyes wide open awake, in the dependence of my conscious self , when indeed the entire world be lost in the magical world of dream ..
.. half the night has passed ..┬а
.. the silence of the night do I hear, where the sound of the dew drops from the sky in the eyes, bring the only drenched music of the night ..
.. half the night has passed ..
.. gives me so much assurance and hope ; that ray of the moon light from the hours gone by that peeps from my window, to lie beside me in slumber ..
.. half the night has passed ..
AAHHHH .. lost in translation .. such a pity that language builds bridges .. poetry builds тАШjustтАЩ emotions .. and often the verse crosses over the bridge to bring solace peace and well being on the┬атАШotherтАЩ ..
Good night and be safe ..