Mysteries of flute part II
Few years back we visited Rishikesh and stopped on the way to relax and have tea. It was a small road side shop. We ordered for tea, vendor said it will take some time, as he had to get some wood from the roof of his shop and then only he will be able to prepare tea for us. He was so confident that he said, when you will enjoy my tea you will never be able to forget its taste and aroma.
We relaxed in the bamboo chairs kept outside the shop and waited for tea.
When they came down, his father started making tea and also explaining his son, that if he didn’t leave the ladder, how will he be able to reach the top of the roof. Ladder undoubtedly supports us to climb but if roof is the target then we can’t stick to ladder, else we will never be able to reach on the roof.
Listening to him was really delightful. It was a clear example as to how a father teaches his son. Another important aspect was that he was not educated enough yet taught such a meaningful lesson.
What he said was so basic yet highly educated people are not able to comprehend it.
This is exactly the state which Budha had undergone. He had left his Kingdom, his wife, his son, his parents, his servants, his chariot. He left his clothes, jewelry. He left everything except his body. He worked beyond his body and left food to survive only on air and water. Then he left water also…. The story of leaving goes on and he keeps rising the ladder. The last step on the ladder was very difficult for him. The last step was his false identity, it was his ego. When he surrendered all the doing after reaching that last leg, he found that fear had gone away and he was in surrendered state where he could get pulled by the roof. He was a free being.... He was Budha then....
We can’t let anything cling on to us else it will stop our further journey. Similarly, Krishna handed over the flute to Radha at the time of his departure from Vrindavan. Flute was no more required. It did its job of getting Radha to Krishna. Once Radha Krishna unified there was no difference remained and there was no need of a separate flute. It became his way to life.
contd in part III
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