Smart, handsome, deep, subtle, vast, fine, life, soul, divinity, freedom, beauty, care, leader, Guru, everything, completeness, wonder, supernatural, effulgent, radiating, king, emperor, tall, high, top, triumphant, romantic, lovely, mesmerising, perfect, powerful, bright, sincere, courteous, Godly, and what not........ all these are the ripened thoughts that come to our mind at the very idea of this magnanimous hero.
What a personality he had, infact eternally, it is simply the hugest possible perfection. All the time, everyplace at every instant- no matter what situation of life it is, the slightest idea of his name and countenence binds us to the most perfect way to sort out our odds, and above and beyond our wits, his truthful example makes us blossom that inner smile within us, that smile which gives us all-a feeling of being something almighty, someone divine, someone beyond oursilly castles of worldly analysis...
To dare to talk of what he did is just like making a futile attempt to count the number of particles of dust on earth. Putting his work into a few words: he has done something little, which stands as a beacon, a guiding light at each and every point of time in our day to day lives. In him you find love, love of a brother, a teacher, a friend, a mother, a sister and that of the Heavenly Father himself. Can you bind this omnipresent spirit in this little fair called "world"..? He is a man above and beyond the universe! His eyes so tender, so gentle, that they can swallow the three worlds within them. A bliss that his face holds is something so much supernatural and lovely. Those gem like eyes hold the spark of that channelised gigantic fire of wisdom that burnt within him. The eyes that could see God and show to us God Himself. Whenever i look at his eyes, i forget this world, i forget everything, and when my stare goes on for sometime, i can feel him enter me through my eyes and feel that divine love, the love which makes me surrender everything i possess to that divine will, that holy law, and then with tears in my eyes i say, 'O my big brother, kindly lead me towards the light, ever lit-up, and eternally glowing to vanquish all the darkness within me even in the creepiest of its corners."
His shoulders so broad and warm; they can forgive the greatest of your sins and gear you up to cheerfully begin your new walk, turning over a new leaf in that divine grace of truth. O Brother! take me into your arms and forgive my sins. Forgive me for the jumble of life i have made. Forgive me for the trash of beauty i have always produced, forgive me for bringing tears into these holy eyes God gave me, forgive me for bringing the feelings of illusion and desire into this free spirit that i have always been, forgive me for bringing frown over my face, this so-called image of God, forgive me for having once thought of myself as weak, forgive me for not having been able to love life to the fullest, forgive me for not having soon realised the ONE truth that is everything and that is the divine unity with GOD. His arms so beautiful, that their very touch can lead us towards mukti, thise fingers so powerful that once you catch hold of them with fullest faith, they will embark you into a journey whose destination is self-realisation, and the palm if once pats your back, you become the most righteous creature in all the three worlds.
Hey hero, you are the ultimate manifestation of perfection. All the stars sing your name with merry, eternally, on and on. His feet, O those lovely feet, i'd love to lay my head down there on those lotus feet, forever; for is there any great gift i'd ever seek for? No gift whatsoever. A million salutes to the beautiful feet of this heroic spirit. The longer i stare at him, the stronger a smile emanates from the countenance of this young man. Just look at him, you feel the double double double beats of triumphant drums, echoing in eternity. I can't do anything but salute him forever. I see him everywhere, his gospels utter from every hustle-bustle of this world, his utterances shining bright at everyplace of worship, his beauty evident from everyother wonderful landscape, his highness singing aloud from top of those lovely mountains, his effect of his vibrant voice still ringing into my ears, the celebration of his presence working its way, at each place, everywhere i go.
The more i describe his pomp and glory, the less it'd be. So i'd better refrain my thoughts here for it is always true that "love never ends". So let me gear myself up for my next words of praise which issue out of my pen ever often.............
Satyam Shivam Sundaram .... "Truth is divinity and it is alone beautiful"
