Saints and Sages
Who is saint? He who lives in God the or the Eternal, who is free from egoism,
likes and dislikes, selfishness, vanity, mine-ness, lust, greed and anger, who is
endowed with equal vision, balanced mind, mercy, tolerance, righteousness, cosmic
love and who has divine knowledge is a saint. Saints and sages are blessings to
the world at large. They are the custodians of superior divine wisdom, spiritual
powers and inexhaustible spiritual wealth. Even kings bow their heads at their lotus-feet.
King Janaka said to Yajnavalkya: “O venerable sage, I am grateful to your exalted
Holiness for obtaining the ancient wisdom of the Upanishads through your lofty and
sublime instructions. I offer my whole kingdom at thy feet. Further I am thy servant.
I will wait on thee like a servant”. Such is the magnanimous nature of saints and
sages. Their very existence inspires others and goads them to become like them and
attain the same state of bliss as achieved by them. Had it not been for their existence,
there would not have been spiritual uplift and salvation for you all. Their glory
is indescribable. Their wisdom is unfathomable. They are deep like the ocean, steady
like the Himalayas, pure like the Himalayan snow, effulgent like the sun. One crosses
this terrible ocean of Samsara or births and deaths, through their grace and Satsanga
or association with them. To be in their company is highest education. To love them
is highest happiness. To be near them is real education.
They wander from village to village and disseminate divine knowledge. They move
from door to door and impart wisdom. They take a little for their bare maintenance
and give the highest education, culture and enlightenment to the people. Their very
life is exemplary. Whether they deliver lectures or not, whether they hold discourses
or not, it matters little.
Saints and sages only can become real advisers of kings because they are selfless
and possess highest wisdom. They only can improve the morality of the masses. They
only can show the way to attain eternal bliss and immortality. Sivaji had Swami
Ramadas as his adviser. King Dasaratha had Maharshi Vasishtha as his adviser.
Study the lives of saints, you are inspired at once. Remember their sayings,
you are elevated immediately. Walk in their footsteps, you are freed from pain and
sorrow. Therefore, the book ‘Lives of Saints’ must be your constant companion. It
must be in your pocket. It must be underneath your pillow.
Do not superimpose defects on them on account of your Dosha-drishti or evil-eye.
You cannot judge their merits. Be humble and sit at their feet. Serve them with
your heart and soul, and clear your doubts. Get instructions and practise them in
right earnest. You will certainly be blessed.
Every school, every college, every boarding house, every jail, every institution,
every house, should have a saint for their guidance. Saints are in abundance. You
do not want them. You do not wish to approach them. You do not wish to serve them.
You do not aspire for higher things. You are perfectly satisfied with some broken
shells and glass-pieces. There is no thirst or spiritual hunger in you for achieving
higher, divine knowledge and inner Peace.
TThere is no caste among saints and sages, Do not look to their caste. You will
not be benefited. You cannot imbibe their virtues. In higher religion, there is
neither caste nor creed. Cobblers, weavers and untouchables had become the best
saints. Wisdom and Self-realisation are not the monopoly of Brahmins alone. South
Indian Brahmins pay respects and give food only to the Brahmin Dandi Sannyasins.
This is a serious mistake and grave blunder. What a sad state! That is the reason
why saints do not visit South India. Punjab, Sindh and Gujarat have devotion to
all saints. Hence, they move in these parts and people derive much spiritual benefit
May this world be filled with good saints and sages! May you all attain the supreme
goal through their Satsanga and advice! May the blessings of saints and sages be
upon you all!
Markandeya was a great devotee of Lord Siva. His father Mrikandu performed rigorous
austerities to get a son. Lord Siva appeared before him and said: “O Rishi, do you
want a good son who will die in his sixteenth year or a bad and foolish son who
will live for a long time?” Mrikandu replied: “O my venerable Lord, let me have
a good son”.
The boy came to know about his fate and began to worship Lord Siva whole-heartedly
with intense faith and devotion. The boy entered into deep meditation and Samadhi
on the day decreed as the day of his death. The messengers of Lord Yama were not
able to approach him. Hence, Yama himself went to take away his life. The boy prayed
to Lord Siva for protection and embraced the Linga. Then Yama threw his noose round
the Linga and the boy. Lord Siva came out of the Linga immediately and killed Yama
to protect the boy. Lord Siva was called Mrityunjaya and Kala-kala from that day.
Then the Devas approached Lord Siva and said: “O adorable Lord, salutations unto
Thee. Pardon Yama for his mistake. O ocean of mercy, bring him back to life”. Then
Lord Siva brought Yama back to life at the request of the gods. He also conferred
a boon to the boy Markandeya that he should live for ever as a boy of sixteen years
of age. He is a Chiranjivi. In South India, even now men and women bless a boy when
he does prostration to them: “Live as a Chiranjivi like Markandeya”.
Through Tapas and meditation you can achieve anything in the three worlds.
The Story of Rishabha Yogi
This story is related in seven chapters in the Brahmottara Kanda of Skanda Purana.
Mandara, a Brahmin of Avanti was a man of great erudition. But he lived with
a prostitute named Pingala. Rishabha, a great Siva Yogi, was the guest of Mandara
one day. Both Mandara and Pingala served the Yogi with intense faith and devotion
and obtained his grace.
After some time both of them died. Mandara was born as the son of Vajrabahu,
the king of Dasarna. When he was in the womb of his mother Sumati, the other wives
of the king gave poison to Sumati on account of jealousy. Both the child and Sumati
became very sick. They could not be cured of their illness. They were abandoned
in the forest by the order of the king.
They were taken by a rich merchant through the grace of the Lord and were protected
by him nicely. The child grew worse day by day and died. The mother was wailing
bitterly over the death of her son. Now Rishabha appeared on the scene, consoled
the mother and imparted her philosophical instructions. But she could not be consoled.
Then the Yogi touched the dead child with the Bhasma of Siva. The child came back
to life. He made the mother and son quite healthy and beautiful through his Yogic
powers. He gave the name Bhadrayu to the boy and taught him the Siva Kavacha. He
gave him a sword, a conch and the strength of ten thousand elephants. He gave him
also the Bhasma of Siva. Then the Yogi left the place.
Bhadrayu and Sunaya, the son of the merchant, lived together happily. Bhadrayu
heard that his father had been deposed and imprisoned by Hemaratha, the king of
Magadha. He went with Sunaya, defeated the enemies and freed his father, all the
ministers and the queens who had been imprisoned by the king of Magadha. He left
the king of Magadha and his retinue as prisoners in the possession of his father
and returned home. He did not reveal his identity to his father. The father admired
the valour of the boy and expressed his keen sense of indebtedness to the boy. Thus
Rishabha, the great Siva Yogi showed his grace to Bhadrayu who as Mandara, had once
served him with faith and devotion despite his loose living.
Chitravarma, the king of Aryavarta had a daughter by name Simantini. Chandrangada,
the son of Indrasena, the son of Nala and Damayanti of Nishadha, married Simantini.
Chandrangada was drowned in Jamuna soon after marriage, while he was sporting in
a boat. The Naga girls took Chandrangada to Takshaka, their chief in Nagaloka.
Simantini learnt from an astrologer of the court that she would become a widow
in her fourteenth year. Therefore, she got initiation into the worship of Lord Siva
on Mondays and at Pradosha, from Maitreyi, wife of the sage Yajnavalkya. She continued
the worship even after she became a widow.
Takshaka sent Chandrangada back to the banks of Jamuna as he wished that he should
live with his wife. One evening on Monday, when Simantini went to the river for
taking a bath, she met her husband.
Chandrangada defeated the enemy king who had deposed his father in his absence
and replaced his father on the throne. Simantini and Chandrangada were reunited
by the grace of Lord Siva.
Simantini used to adore and give presents to Brahmins and their wives every Monday
in honour of Lord Siva and Parvati. Two Brahmin boys approached the king of Vidarbha
for getting money for their marriage. The king asked the boys to be dressed as man
and wife and go to Simantini. He did this in order to test the devotion of Simantini.
The boys acted accordingly. Simantini laughed and adored them as Lord Siva and Parvati.
One of the boys become a woman. The father of the boy who had become a woman by
the power of Simantini requested the king to help him out of the trouble. The king
prayed to Parvati. Parvati refused to interfere with the act of Her devotee, but
promised a son to the father of the boy. The two boys had to marry and live as husband
Simantini had a daughter by name Kirtimalini. This Kirtimalini was really the
prostitute Pingala who had obtained the grace of Rishabha, the Siva Yogi, by serving
him with great devotion. Rishabha went to Chandrangada and asked him to marry Kirtimalini
to Bhadrayu. The Siva Yogi related the whole story of Bhadrayu to Chandrangada.
Chandrangada gave his daughter Kirtimalini to Bhadrayu in marriage. He invited the
father of Bhadrayu to the marriage. When Vajrabahu saw the son-in-law of Chandrangada,
he found him to be the very boy who had defeated the king of Magadha and given him
his kingdom. The story of the mother and son, Sumati and Bhadrayu, was related to
Vajrabahu. Vajrabahu took his queen and son with the daughter-in-law to his kingdom.
The great Siva Yogi Rishabha, reunited his devoted worshippers Mandara and Pingala.
Though they led a loose life they were saved and made happy through the grace of
the Siva Yogi, Rishabha. One day Bhadrayu went to the forest. He heard the cry of
a Brahmin’s wife, who was being carried away by a tiger. The king tried his level
best to save the woman but could not kill the tiger. The Brahmin abused the king
and said: “O timid king, you have no valour to kill the tiger. What sort of king
you are!” Bhadrayu promised to give anything including his wife to the Brahmin.
The Brahmin demanded the queen. Bhadrayu gave his queen to the Brahmin and prepared
himself to enter the fire and lose his life which was not worth living thereafter.
Then, Lord Siva and Parvati appeared before the king who was a great Siva-Bhakta
and said: “We have done this to test your strength and Dharma”. Thereupon, Lord
Siva gave Siva Sayujya to Bhadrayu, Kirtimalini, their parents, the Vaisya and his
son, according to the request of Bhadrayu and his wife. The Brahmin’s wife was once
again brought to life and they both received the blessing of Lord Siva.
The story clearly reveals the glory of Siva Bhakti, the greatness of Siva Bhaktas,
the importance of Siva Puja on all days, particularly on Mondays and in Pradosha,
the hour just at sunset.
Pushpadanta was a great devotee of Lord Siva. He was the chief of the Gandharvas.
His teeth were like the petals of the jasmine flower. Hence he was called by the
name Pushpadanta, ‘flowery toothed’.
Pushpadanta had the power of moving in the air. He used to collect flowers from
the garden of king Vahu at Banares, in order to worship Lord Siva. As he had the
power of moving in the air, the gardeners were not able to detect him. The gardeners
suspected that some mysterious being with some supernatural powers, was stealthily
plucking the flowers of the garden. They made a device to catch him.
They scattered some flowers which had been offered to Lord Siva in different
places in the garden. They thought that the mysterious being would tread on the
AAs usual Pushpadanta visited the garden to pluck flowers. He walked on the flowers
which were scattered on the ground. He unconsciously insulted Lord Siva and lost
his power of moving in the air. He was caught by the gardeners and brought before
Pushpadanta recited a hymn to Lord Siva to propitiate Him and free himself from
the fear of the king whom he had offended by the theft of the flowers. He again
obtained the power to move in the air through the grace of Lord Siva.
This celebrated hymn is known by the name ‘Mahimnastava’. It is full of sublime,
soul-elevating thoughts. It is sung daily in the Siva temples of Northern India,
during evening prayers and Arati. This hymn touches the heart of all. It is sonorous,
rhythmical and musical and full of profound devotion. You should get this by heart
and repeat it daily. You will attain supreme, immortal, blissful abode of Lord Siva.
Tinnanar, known as Kannappar, was born of Nagan, the king of the Vyadhas (hunters),
in Uduppur, in South India. King Nagan was a great Bhakta of Lord Subrahmanya. From
his boyhood, Tinnanar was well trained in the skill of a hunter and archery and
in his prime age, he had to assume the reins of government which his old father
bestowed on him. One day, Tinnanar went out for a hunt with some of his followers.
While wandering in the forest they came across a hog, escaping from a net. They,
at once chased the hog for a long time, up and down the hills. After a long time,
Tinnanar killed the hog and as they were much tired due to the long chasing, they
at once arranged to cook the flesh of the animal and it was removed to another place
in the Kalahasti Hill which was nearby. While walking towards the hill one of the
followers of Tinnanar suggested to him to pay a visit to Kudumi Thevar, the presiding
deity of the hills, and they proceeded to have Darsana of the Lord on the hill.
While climbing up the hill Tinnanar felt as if some great burden which was on
him uptill now, was gradually diminishing and he decided now to go to the temple
nearby, have Darsana of the Lord there and then to take their meals. As soon as
he came near the temple, to his great joy he saw a Siva Linga. At the very sight
of Isvara, he was transformed to an embodiment of love and devotion and extreme
joy. Like a mother who met her child that was missing for long, Tinnanar was merged
in deep feeling of divine ecstasy and Prem. Ha! What a boundless and inexpressible
and illimitable joy and exhilaration he had at the very sight of Lord Siva! He began
to cry, weep and shed tears of joy and love towards the Lord. He forgot everything
about his meals and his followers and even his own body.
He felt very much for the loneliness of the Lord on the hills without being protected
against the animals and others that might do harm to Him, and he decided to keep
watch over the temple throughout the night against any danger from animals or evil-doers.
On seeing that the Lord was hungry, he at once ran out to prepare meals for the
Lord out of the meat he had got by killing the hog. He carefully took the flesh,
tasted it and thus selected the pieces which were palatable and roasted them. The
remaining portion he threw away as bad. Then he proceeded towards the river to fetch
water for the Abhisheka and. he got the water in his mouth. On the way, he plucked
some flowers and kept them in the locks of his hair. With these preparations he
entered the temple, removed the old flowers that were lying on the Lord by shoe,
did Abhisheka with the water in his mouth and decorated Him with the flowers he
had on his locks of hair. Then he offered the Prasad of meat to the Lord. Finishing
all these, with bow and arrow in his hand he kept a keen watch over the temple by
standing in front of the temple throughout the night. Early in the morning, he went
out for hunt to bring Prasad for the Lord.
When Tinnanar left for hunting, the temple priest, Sivakasariar, an earnest and
sincere devotee of Lord Sankara, came to the temple and to his great surprise and
disappointment, saw bones and flesh all round the Lord and the decorations have
been spoiled. But he could not identify the man who has done such an act, and meddled
with the sanctity of the place. So uttering the necessary Mantras, he cleaned the
place and performed his usual Puja for the Lord and recited the prayers. After the
Puja he closed the temple and went out.
Tinnanar now returned with the Prasad of meat and flesh and as before, he removed
the old decorations done by the priest, decorated in his own way as usual, and offered
Prasad. At night, he kept vigil and keen watch over the temple. Early in the morning,
he went out to bring Prasad. Thus he was with the Lord serving Him for five days
and in spite of the entreaties of his parents to come home, he persisted in remaining
with the Lord and Lord alone.
Sivakasariar, who was vexed with the incident being repeated day by day, complained
to the Lord and requested Him to put an end to these mishappenings. Lord Siva appeared
in the priest’s dream and narrated to him what was happening in the temple during
the absence of the priest and told him also that what all actions Tinnanar was doing
was only out of pure, unsophisticated love that he bore towards the Lord. Further,
the Lord said: “I welcome, and rather I am immensely pleased with the mouthful of
water by which he is doing my Abhisheka. This has greater value to Me than by the
Tirthas of the Ganga. Whatever action that is performed out of pure and deep love
and faith, I merit it with greater value than those rituals and austerities done
by the Vedic injunctions”. Then Lord Gangadhar asked the priest to come to the temple
next day and hide himself behind the Mufti and witness what Tinnanar does.
Tinnanar, after bringing the Prasad, arranged in his own usual way for the Abhisheka
and decoration of the Lord. Now Lord Siva willed that the priest, Sivakasariar should
see and feel the degree of devotion and faith that Tinnanar was having for Him.
So, while Tinnanar was doing the Puja and offering the Prasad of meat, to his great
astonishment, he saw the Lord shedding tears of blood, in the right eye. He got
perplexed and was at a loss to know what to do. He ran hither and thither to bring
some leaves for stopping the bleeding but found they were of no use. He wept bitterly,
cursed himself for being unable to stop the bleeding from the eye. At last, a plan
came to him. He at once plucked out his right eye with his arrow and fixed it on
the right eye of the Lord. To his great joy and ecstasy, he saw the bleeding stopped.
While he was dancing in divine ecstasy for having cured the bleeding, all on a sudden,
he perceived that the left eye also was bleeding. Though he was overtaken by surprise
and sorrow, the previous plan came to him and he decided to pierce his left eye
with his arrow with the intention of plucking it out and fixing it on the left eye
of the Lord. But when his both eyes were gone, how could he see the bleeding on
the left eye of the Lord so as to stop it by fixing his own eye? Hence, in order
to identify the left eye of the Lord, he first fixed it up with the shoe on his
right foot, and began to pierce his own left eye with the arrow in his hand. But
Isvara will not be so cruel as to see His Bhaktas suffer so much. On the spot, the
Lord appeared and addressed Tinnanar as ‘Kannappa’ and stopped him from plucking
out the left eye. He was much pleased with the filial devotion and staunch faith
that Kannappar had for Him and kept him by His right side.
The above story of Kannappar is illustrative of the highest degree of devotion
and faith that was evinced by the Bhakta towards Lord Siva, even though he was a
hunter by caste and never cared for the rituals and austerities by which the Lord
should be worshipped. It was only mere love and intense devotion to the Lord that
bestowed on him the greatest boon from the Lord, i.e., Self-realisation. It is only
a matter of six days that he performed the Puja ceremonies to the Lord in his own
way, but the amount of devotion and love he had to the Lord, was boundless.
May the blessings of Kannappar be upon you all! May you all attain the highest
goal of human life by following the example of Kannappa Nayanar, the great South
Indian Bhakta of Lord Siva!
Paranjotiar of Tiruchettangudi was general under the Chola king. He was skilful
in all the methods of warfare and had won many a war for the Chola king. In spite
of the fact of his being a general, his devotion to Lord Siva and Siva Bhaktas was
increasing. As a Bhakta of Lord Siva, he was noted for his humility and he was aptly
named Sirutonda Nayanar. He left his post of general and spent his lifetime in worshipping
Lord Siva and serving and feeding Siva Bhaktas. Never a day was known when he took
food without feeding Siva Bhaktas. Such was the intensity of his devotion. In this
way, he was happily living with his wife and a son, Seeralan by name.
Once, it happened that Lord Siva in the guise of Vairavar came to his doors for
Bhiksha. Just at that moment, Sirutondar had gone out to get some Siva Bhaktas for
feeding. Vairavar waited for a while and there came Sirutondar returning from his
quest of Sadhus, quite disappointed as he found none to feed with. To his great
joy Vairavar was waiting at his doors. Now Vairavar, expressing his wish to dine
in his house, informed him that he would do so provided Sirutondar complied with
his wishes. On getting his consent, Vairavar told him that he required the cooked
flesh of a boy of 5 years old with robust health and without any deformities of
mind and body. Though at first the Bhakta was bewildered in getting the thing required,
at last happily decided to offer their own son, Seeralan, for the feast of Vairavar.
Both the wife and husband hurried up in preparing the required meals, the mother
keeping her son on the lap and the father cutting the throat, and every limb was
cooked except the head. Even this part was nicely prepared after getting the consent
of Vairavar. When everything was prepared, Sirutondar and Vairavar began to take
their meals. But at the moment Vairavar stopped and refused to take food unless
Sirutondar got his son by his side for eating. Though Sirutondar told Vairavar that
his son would not serve the purpose at that hour, still Vairavar insisted. Sirutondar
got up and with increased devotion and staunch faith in Him, went outside his house
and called out the name of his son, Seeralan, as if his son was coming from school.
But to his astonishment, his son responded to his call and was coming down the other
end of the street as if from school. With his son, he entered the house. But now,
neither the cooked flesh not Vairavar were to be seen. What a dismay? Instead, Lord
Mahadev appeared on the scene with His consort Parvati and Lord Subrahmanya by His
side, blessed both the husband and wife for their intense love towards Him, and
took Sirutondar and his family along with Him. Such was the reward for the Bhakta
who offered his son’s flesh for the feeding of the Sadhu.
May you all develop intense love and faith to the Lord! May the blessings of
Sirutondar be upon us all!
Lord Siva’s Mother
In ancient days, there lived a rich merchant named Dhanadatta in Karikal in South
India. He had no child. He worshipped Lord Siva. He had a daughter through the grace
of the Lord. The child was called by the name Punitavati. Punitavati came to be
later on called by the name Karikal Ammaiar also. She is counted as one amongst
Nayanars (the famous Siva Bhaktas of South India).
Punitavati was very intelligent, beautiful, pious. She chanted the names and
praise of Lord Siva. She applied holy ash to her forehead.
She married Paramadatta, the son of a rich merchant at Nagapattam. Paramadatta
also was beautiful and intelligent. He possessed good character. He lived in his
father-in-law’s place with the permission of his father.
Punitavati used to feed with intense devotion and joy, the Bhaktas day and night
and hear them singing the names of Lord Siva. She always remembered the utterance
of the Vedas: “Let the guest be a God unto you—Atithi devo bhava”. She and her husband
took the food that remained after serving the devotees, as if it were nectar.
One day, a wandering mendicant came and gave two ripe mangoes to Paramadatta.
Paramadatta gave them to his wife and attended to his business. A devotee came and
asked Punitavati to give him something to eat as he was very hungry. The food was
not ready. So she gave him one of the mangoes and some milk.
Paramadatta returned home and took his food. Punitavati served him with mango
fruit that remained. Paramadatta found it very delicious. He asked her to bring
the other fruit also. She prayed to Lord Siva. Immediately, a mango fell into her
hands. It looked exactly like the one served before. She gave it to her husband.
He found it a thousand times more palatable than the first one. He asked Punitavati:
“My beloved Punitavati, where did you get it from?” She narrated everything. Paramadatta
said: “Get me another”. Punitavati got another mango in the twinkling of an eye.
Paramadatta was struck with awe and wonder. He understood that his wife was a
beloved devotee of Lord Siva. He reflected within himself: “I am a great sinner.
I have treated a great devotee of Lord Siva as my servant. I cannot consider her
as my wife any longer. It will be a great sin to leave her alone. But what to do
He was in a dilemma. Finally, he resolved to part from her. He told his wife
that he was going out on professional business. He obtained her permission and proceeded
to Madurai. He settled there and married another wife. The second wife gave birth
to a daughter. Paramadatta named her Punitavati.
Punitavati was anxiously awaiting the return of her husband at the promised time.
She had no news of him. She became very miserable and unhappy. After some time,
she came to know about the whereabouts of her husband. She proceeded to Madurai
and met her husband.
Paramadatta welcomed her with intense joy and prostrated at her feet. He said
to his wife: “I am a worldly man. I am passionate and greedy. You are a goddess.
I cannot take you now as my wife. Pray, pardon me”.
Punitavati replied: “My lord, I have preserved my youth and beauty for your sake
only. As you do not want me, I shall seek my Lord Siva now.”
She distributed all the jewels to those assembled around. She worshipped the
pious Brahmins and shook off all the flesh by the power of Yoga and looked as a
mere skeleton. She marched northward. /p>
She came to Mount Kailas. She thought it a sin to walk with one’s feet in the
holy Himalayas. She moved on her head through the power of her austerities.
Parvati asked Lord Siva: “Who is that person, O Lord, who is coming towards us?”
Lord Siva replied: “That pious woman is My Mother, who nourished My devotees”.
Lord Siva got up, moved a few steps forward, welcomed Punitavati and said: “My
dear Mother, are you keeping fit?”
Punitavati fed the devotees like a mother. The Lord makes no distinction between
Himself and His devotees. He has said: “The devotees form My heart and I, theirs.
They do not think of anyone other than Me and I other than them”.
The supreme Lord abides in the hearts of all beings. Therefore, the guests deserve
worship. The Srutis declare: “Atithi devo bhava—Let the guest be your God”.