Who is observing the observer? Are you in front of the camera or behind it ? Or are you it ?
Do you realize the change Changing?
We walked up to the oldest virgin man. The sevak of shiva sitting on a hill, under a bright summer sun. His skin had earned blocks of pentagon, shaped into numerous lines criss-crossing his whole body. Once wrinkles turned into scales, crafted like on a snake’s skin. For a moment when he stood, I moved and touched that skin. But it felt nothing like it instead it was soft as wool. We walked seven steps together and then he sat in the shadow, near few men who had come from the nearby village, singing.
He was humorous. He looked at Maharaj ji and told him that you look older than me! abhi bhi dum lagate ho? Do you still smoke Chillum? And started laughing at his own prank. But when he did, i could see through his mouth till his almost neck, bereft of any bone. wide, narrow, dry and turned grey. The whole passage looked free and unobstructed.
I eat only once he said, once in the whole day, three spoons of rice or some little porridge or sometimes only water, anything more and it gets stuck in my throat. And then i unnecessarily have to drink so much water, only to force those stuck morsels reach my stomach. I don’t like to speak much now, other wise i need to urinate most unnecessarily. He was the most beautiful being whom Maharaj took me to meet. Laughing out loud.
Today, I heard from Ma, he left in the early hours, while sleeping, when everybody else also slept, quietly, unknowingly- without disturbing even the winds. He was 108.
I still remember something that he told me as we were leaving that day. “It is not that Kali Yuga is deadly or bad. But the people who follow satya(satvic), who are truthful, helpful and empathetic towards others, Old yugas still reside with in them, with peace and prosperity. They need not worry.
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