If, Mother, you should place me within
a mansion or a palace
Alas- I shall never say
Mother again!
If perchance, a guest should arrive at
my door, Mother
Grant me that I may not have
to hide my face.
May he be received with warmth, Mother
May he enjoy a repast in a
platter and bowl of kansa.
Mother, the ways of your sansara
Rife with the rigors of dharma, I dare not renounce.
This, Mother is Ramprasad's only desire
May I find refuge and
salvation at your divine feet. (Trans. MRC
10 2012)
What
manner of elevated and transcendent human is Ramprasad, whose greatest concern
in life is the fear that money, and vanity, and thoughtless comforts might keep
him from calling Mother like a child, that these useless distractions will act
as a wall between him and the Universal Mother.
These lines, as with much that were spoken by Vivekananda, remind us of
a divine self within the human being, which is being continuously obscured by
mindless pursuits, and by accepting the cruelty and inhumanity inflicted upon
fellow humans by tyrants and tormenters marinated to their gills in these vices. To bring such tyranny of the mighty and the arrogant
to an end, and embrace all living beings in fellowship, to me, would be the
ultimate Bijaya. Sadly, such a day, it
seems to me, is yet far from realization.
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