Conversations With Rishis On A Cot In Karachi
Vividly remember the living room of our house in Karachi, wherein lived with my parents and siblings child and a schoolboy. The walls of s room, the central dwelling area of home, were adorned with pictures saints and sages of East and West. had no artistic pictures of natural enes; nor did we have flowers or Lillie paintings or geometric terns with which many homes re decorated even in those days. ere were only photographs and straits of holy ones, and they were hung very high up on the wall. As a Ung lad, i could not reach any of em-except for one. This was a picture of Sri Dayaram dual, which was not only the tallest of them all, but which was ng so low down that even my small nds could reach it. The reason that this saint was so accessible to my hands was probably that he was still alive at that time. (If remember right, he passed away in 1927, when i was nine years old.) Therefore, the older and earlier saints who were no longer on this earth plane, were symbolically placed at a higher level! In those days, there was a low cot in our living room, which was slid away under the divan during the day. I had told my family that i wished to sleep on my own at night. They said that i could sleep on the cot in the living room. Liked being on my own, even if it meant sleeping on the cot. Being on my own in a fairly crowded family house felt like royalty, as far as i was concerned. The cot under the divan became a great favourite spot of mine. Even during the day when no onewas around, iwould quietly slip under the divan and lie down on the cot. I would take Rishi Dayaram's picture down and take it with me. No one was aware of this. In my cosy cot under the large divan, i felt very happy and comfortable with the Saint's portrait for company. Somehow, i felt instinctively close to him, and many were the intimate conversations i had with him! For those of you who may not have heard of him, Rishi Dayaram was a jewel of the Sindhi community. Born in a wealthy family of philanthropists,Dayaram was one of the greatest scholars of Sindh, becoming the first Sindhi to win the prestigious Ellis Prize for standing 'First class First' in English, in Bombay University (This was an achievement to be repeated later by Gurudev Sadhu Vaswani). Rishi Dayaram rendered yeoman service to the cause of education in the Sindh Province, founding centres of education know for their culture of discipline and value based teaching. This was the greatsoul who kept company with me on my cot in the liviroom. Many were the conversations ihad with him, and many were the valuable lessons he taught me! Here's a thought: True happiness,an inner quality. It is a state of mind. Dyour mind is at peace, you are happy. But if you lack peace of mind, you carnever be happy. (The Simple Way: 15 rules of Transforming Life.)
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Conversations With Rishis On A Cot In Karachi
Vividly remember the living room of our house in Karachi, wherein lived with my parents and siblings child and a schoolboy. The walls of s room, the central dwelling area of home, were adorned with pictures saints and sages of East and West. had no artistic pictures of natural enes; nor did we have flowers or Lillie paintings or geometric terns with which many homes re decorated even in those days. ere were only photographs and straits of holy ones, and they were hung very high up on the wall. As a Ung lad, i could not reach any of em-except for one. This was a picture of Sri Dayaram dual, which was not only the tallest of them all, but which was ng so low down that even my small nds could reach it. The reason that this saint was so accessible to my hands was probably that he was still alive at that time. (If remember right, he passed away in 1927, when i was nine years old.) Therefore, the older and earlier saints who were no longer on this earth plane, were symbolically placed at a higher level! In those days, there was a low cot in our living room, which was slid away under the divan during the day. I had told my family that i wished to sleep on my own at night. They said that i could sleep on the cot in the living room. Liked being on my own, even if it meant sleeping on the cot. Being on my own in a fairly crowded family house felt like royalty, as far as i was concerned. The cot under the divan became a great favourite spot of mine. Even during the day when no onewas around, iwould quietly slip under the divan and lie down on the cot. I would take Rishi Dayaram's picture down and take it with me. No one was aware of this. In my cosy cot under the large divan, i felt very happy and comfortable with the Saint's portrait for company. Somehow, i felt instinctively close to him, and many were the intimate conversations i had with him! For those of you who may not have heard of him, Rishi Dayaram was a jewel of the Sindhi community. Born in a wealthy family of philanthropists,Dayaram was one of the greatest scholars of Sindh, becoming the first Sindhi to win the prestigious Ellis Prize for standing 'First class First' in English, in Bombay University (This was an achievement to be repeated later by Gurudev Sadhu Vaswani). Rishi Dayaram rendered yeoman service to the cause of education in the Sindh Province, founding centres of education know for their culture of discipline and value based teaching. This was the greatsoul who kept company with me on my cot in the liviroom. Many were the conversations ihad with him, and many were the valuable lessons he taught me! Here's a thought: True happiness,an inner quality. It is a state of mind. Dyour mind is at peace, you are happy. But if you lack peace of mind, you carnever be happy. (The Simple Way: 15 rules of Transforming Life.)
DISCLAIMER:
The views expressed in the Article above are Dada J P Vaswani kashmiribhatta.in is not in any way responsible for the opinions expressed in the above article. The article belongs to its respective owner or owners and this site does not claim any right over it.
Courtesy : Dada J P Vaswani Speaking Tree,Times of India