Oh Mother!
By Tribhuwan N. Bhan
Long ago, on reading the article by Kiran Dhar
in the Times of India, I was too overwhelmed by the
spiritual content of the article. Thinking deeply about
the same lulled me to sleep. As I dozed off, the vision
of Maa Ragnya of Kheerbhawani appeared to me.
Her visage had a divine radiance. Her penetrating
gaze benumbed me. She sat on her throne with one
hand raised, to bless me. "Oh Mother, you are
blessing me at this moment, but why did you take
away from me, in my childhood, the greatest blessing
a child has? That blessing is his mother. My mother
was in the prime of her youth. Not only that, you also
took away my two sisters from me who were in their
infancy. Why so revered Mother?" I questioned the
divine Mother thus. The glow on Mother Ragnya's
face was even more radiant when she said, "My child,
your mother was a very delicate being having a
sensitive mind, she could not stand all the agonies
which she had to undergo at the hands of people
around her. I could see she was withering away within
herself and turning death pale as she became
consumptive. Besides she was surrounded by
callous indifference and not by compassion, an ailing
person deserved. By taking her away from this
cesspool of brazen hypocrisy, I took her to ELYSIUM
a better place than planet earth. Over there, peace
is overflowing. No doubt I took away your two sisters
also, but at the time of their birth, your mother had to
hear deplorable and derogatory comments from
people with wagging tongues. All these years, they
have been looked after with care and concern by
people who care for them. They are with you once
again in different form only, but not different
otherwise. Inculcate in them a feeling of belonging
and security. Look beyond and see yonder are the
fields of light! Traverse to the edge of these fields.
There you will see a spring of the purest water.
As I walked at the bidding of Mother, I realised, I
was walking alone in those fields. My strides became
faster but I did not feel weary at all. As I reached the
outskirts of this field of light, I found myself standing
at the edge of a spring, from its midst rose the
apparition of my mother dressed in a blushing bride's
attire wearing shining jewellery and all. Wondering
with amazement at this dazzling sight, I could see
two cruel hands approaching my mother from
behind and taking away her jewellery piece by piece.
My mother did not protest. She
allowed unscrupulous people to
take advantage of her and deprive
her of whatever she had.
Ultimately, she stood there
denuded of the jewellery she had
worn as a bride. But now she
stood without her radiance. Close
by a dwelling was coming up, a
haven for its inmates. I could see my mother bidding
me adieu and floating away from me on the waters
of the spring, like a swan in a lake.
Later on I kept on wishing if I could revive within
me the divine image of Ma Ragnya, the sight of those
fields of light, that celestial spring, that vision of the
apparition of my mother! No, I could not revive all
that. My wish remains unfulfilled till this day. But that
episode has left an indelible imprint on my thoughts,
which time cannot erase!
Source: Har-Van
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