Written by London swaminathan
Date: 9 January 2017
Time uploaded in London:- 17-45
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Hindu saints are great writers. They propagate great ideals through simple similes or imageries. When those examples are seen in our day to day life, it goes straight in to our head and heart. Ramakrishna Paramahmasa was one who propagated the highest ideals in Hindu literature through parables, pithy sayings and similes. It is a strange coincidence that a Tamil saint who lived approximately 1000 years before Sri Ramakrishna Paramahamsa also used the same simile.
An ascetic or a Yogi is like a water carrying village woman. She fetches water from a faraway well or tank in five or six metal pots piled up one over the other on her head. Juts to avoid the boredom, she gossips with other women watch fun on her way, but always remember the water pots on her head. An ascetic or Yogi also does everything like an ordinary man but always remember God. Though the women artistes in the Circus, Folk dance and Acrobats also do such things they are trained for it. But a village woman is just an ordinary person bt with extraordinary talent in carrying and balancing the water pots.
I have given below the sayings of Paramahamsa and Pattinathar; I have already written about Pattinathar. Please read my post: “Eyeless Needle changed the Life of a Millionaire”- posted on 2nd January 2017.
What though they do, what though they undergo,
The liberated are ever poised in Silence.
With easy skill she sports a gait
Flourishing her hands Twain.
Yet the house maid has an eye on the water pot
She carries on her head – Pattinathar Poem
Ramakrishna Sayings: –
As a boy holding to a post or pillar whirls about it with headlong speed without any fear of falling, so perform your worldly duties fixing your hold firmly on god ,and you will be free from danger.
As the village maidens in India carry four or five pots of water placed one over the other upon their heads, talking all the way with one another about their joys and sorrows, and yet do not allow a single drop of water to spill, so must the traveller in the path of virtue walk along his route. In whatever circumstances, he may be placed, let him always take heed that his heart does not swerve from the true path.
The magnetic needle always s to the North, and hence it is that the sailing vessel does not lose her direction. So long as the heart of man is directed towards God, he cannot be lost in the ocean of worldliness.