0992.Mata Amritanandamayi-Servant Of Servants Poem by amma and rajappa

0992.Mata Amritanandamayi-Servant Of Servants



'To experience supreme everlasting joy,

the supreme sacrifice is required:

the sacrifice of your ego.'

Mata Amritanandamayi

Mano Buddhi Ahankara Chitta Ninaham
Nacha Shrotra Jihve Na Cha Ghrana Netre
Nacha Vyoma Bhoomir Na Tejo Na Vayu
Chidananda Rupa Shivoham Shivoham

I am not mind, nor intellect, nor ego,
nor the reflections of inner self
I am not the five senses.
I am beyond that.
I am not the ether, nor the earth,
nor the fire, nor the wind (the five elements) .
I am indeed,
That eternal knowing and bliss, Shiva,
love and pure consciousness

Adi Sankara…..Atma Shatakam


Bitter potion of life
Starting the dosages of suffering
Half revealing and half concealing
the inner quiet of thy soul
Hey my mother ye completed IV grade
with the pains of household chores!

Crying for succour
Kissing Krishna the bigger
Thus making your slicker
Made thyself stronger!
Appasil the fearsome lady
Warranted by thy mother
Trying to frighten the fearless
Made your image bolder!

Kasturi thy senior completing college
Subhagan the elder swaying through school
Pressing routines-cleaning, sweeping and fetching,
Cooking, tending, milking, washing
And scrubbing and beating the husk,
bathing the cows and collecting the grass,
List so big making a twenty
Hours of agony a three to eleven
Rigmarole in pattern
Attracting a reprimand
from the hands of Damayanthi,
the poring of water cold and heartless
A punishment for oversleeping,
A few minutes than the usual
Aggravating pains delaying your attendance
Allowing the teacher punish for delays
Oh punishment over punishment,
You mountain of patience!
Ye found the narcotic in the name of thy lover
Krishna the thief, darling of thy heart
Numbing thy pain of torture
From the hands of thy mother
Making you quit studies at standard ten
You giver of art of learning,
Remained a silent witness
Through the winter of your grief
Serving the family ever
Complaining thy kin never!
Crying at last in the dark all alone
Calling thy lover, Krishna for mercy
Tears going dry, you fell asleep on floor!
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Oh Krishna my darling!
Others don’t understand my plight
I wander in pain caused by thy love
While the outer world abhors
You cowherd dancer
I am singing and dancing
Like a lunatic alone in the night
This place cant contain me oh Krishna!
We are one you dark attraction
I am also dark, have mercy dear
Eyes are swollen, drunk with love
Take care of me to negotiate my hurt!



As a tribute to motherhood which Amma symbolizes, I want to present the readers with the episode in which Amma demonstrates that She is a Mother ready to do anything for Her children:

18 th Sunday 1986

After bhajan it was time for lunch;

There were 3 rounds of services; after the third there was rice for the 4 th lot of in-house disciples for whom Amma made rasam which is a food preparation made of tamarind, pepper and tomato;
Three disciples were serving meals; after that lot these three were left to be fed.

Amma saw the rice pot; it was empty; Amma was shocked as three of Her children were starving

Amma asked them to wait for 10 minutes; She came back with a vessel full of food and asked them to be seated on the floor and She also sat on the floor and started offering them in their hands a morsel of food; disciples noticed the food and found it is a mixture of varieties of food; their eyes were filled with tears

It was the food which Amma had begged from the neighbouring huts; Amma was offering more and more food; disciples asked Amma to take as She also had not taken any food; Amma suggested one more marsel and took the remaining food


There is a couplet from Tirukural

Vaguththaan vaguththa vagaiyallaal
Koadi thoguththaarkkum thuiththal aridhu

Even those who gather together millions will only enjoy them, as it has been determined by the disposer (of all things) .

This means that even if we accumulate anything, we can enjoy those which are sanctioned by Him;

The disciples mentioned above are those gifted few; I will do penance to get such a mother, such a love atleast in my coming births

6 3 2010

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