How Can There Be History Of Bhagwan?
Yuva Bharati|June 2020
How Can There Be History Of Bhagwan?
Many times, we say there is no ideal in front of us; we dream and wish for the best. And while grieving or being melancholy over what is not with us, we do miss so many inspiring, heart-warming, life-nurturing moments in life that can make our life purposeful.
Nivedita Raghunath Bhide

While grieving over the unavailability of the shining stars in life, we miss so many beautiful smiling flowers around us. These smiling flowers warm our hearts and make our life fragrant. The shining stars are distant and visible only in the night but the fragrant flowers are always around. Let us stop grudging and grumbling and open our eyes to see these smiling flowers in our society. These smiling flowers are strewn liberally on each path. As a Jeevanvrati Karyakarta of Vivekananda Kendra, on my path too, I come across many beautiful smiling flowers, the inspiring, heart-touching moments. This series is a garland of such blossoming, smiling flowers.

Myself, Meera, and Sujatha both Jeevanvrati Karyakarta of Vivekananda Kendra like me were going from Guwahati to Majuli for Bhavana Samaroh. Bhavana is the popular art form developed in Satra established by Srimant Shankardev. This art form inculcates the values, educates the illiterate, and acquaint all with our sacred texts. As we crossed the Brahmaputra and came to the North Bank, Meera told me, ‘Didi, there is a very beautiful temple of Daul-Govind on this road. Daul means Palanquin in the Assamese. During Holi, Daulotsava is celebrated here, where Srikrishna is kept in a palanquin. In this temple, Srikrishna plays Holi every day. That is why Abeer is applied to the devotees who come for darshan and everyday afternoon Kheer (Payasam) is made and given as Prasad. The Moorti of Daul-Govind is made of Shaligram found in the river Gandaki of Nepal. Didi, this Daul Govindji is very captivating.’ Tempted, I asked her, ‘Shall we have Darshan in the temple?

’‘No, Didi, we are already late. The Satradhikar Prabhu would be waiting for us. May be some other time’, said Meera. I sighed, resigning to the fate of taking Manasik Darshan from the distance.

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