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Vyāsa-pūjā 2019

Akiñcana Dāmodara Dāsa (Dāmodara Deśa - Middle East)

Nama Om Vishnu padaya Krsna presthaya bhutale

Srimate Jayapataka swamin iti namine,

Nama Acharya padaya Nitai kripa pradayine

Gaura katha dhama daya nagara grama tarine

 

My dear Spiritual Father,

Please accept my respectful obeisance unto your Lotus Feet on the occasion of your Vyasa-puja. 

On this very auspicious day I am reminded of how blessed I am to have you as my spiritual master but along with which I am also sadly reminded of how I still continue to be an undeserving disciple of yours. 

I have to admit that I feel totally unqualified to write this Vyāsa-pūjā offering. Due to my contamination, I am unable to fully describe your achievements and glories. But because this is your instructions I will try to write something.         

This year was a crucial year for all of us as we saw the epitome of care and love you have for us in your heart. Despite the health issues challenging your physical body, you continued to give us instructions every single day for your instructions are the boat which will help us cross the material ocean.

This year we also experienced how magnanimous you are on your disciples. When you were in hospital many disciples accepted that they were not able to live to the vows they have given you. Instead of chastising them you very mercifully forgave all of us and requested us to be sincere from then onwards and you would accept it as penance from our side. Yet the thoughtless disciple I am, I don’t realize the fortune and mercy you have showered on me by this magnanimity of yours. Yet I am addicted to the pleasures of sense gratification due to which my karma grips you just like a snake coils around the cool sandalwood tree. And instead of disowning me right there you give me the cool shade of your love. You are the embodiment of compassion to me. By the strength of your sympathy and causeless mercy my spiritual life feels rejuvenated which was drowning in the ocean of hopelessness. Your mercy is like the shower of rains after which we can see everything clearly in oru spiritual life as the dust of ignorance gets cleared.

Before I conclude I pray to Lord Narsimhadev that may you have good health so you continue to be my source of inspiration and I hope the next year I may progress little bit so I dont continue to be a failed disciple of yours.

Your Insignificant Servant,

Akinchan Damodar das