Swami Agnijog A Short Story: Ashram Life In Allahabad
P11 Ashram life in Allahabad
“You are Brahmin or not?” Swami Agnijoga asked one day after few months. He was sitting with some of his followers. The place was imposing. Swami Agnijoga was the founder of the ashram. Jagan and Raghu already admitted in the ashram. They had given job of cleaning the ashram and the garden also helping the coock at the kitchen.
“I don’t know.” Jagan replied Swami Agnijoga’s question. He was standing just opposite to Swami Ji.
“I grew up in rail station. My parents left me somewhere near the station. That only I knew about my linage.” Raghu said. Swami Agnijoga thought for a while. After few minutes he stood up.
“Arrange an initiation ceremony for the boys.” Swami Agnijoga ordered.
“Initiation ceremony! What are …show more content…
My family cut off every relation with me. When no one cares my emotion then why should I care about their view? I worked in brick filled. The owner didn’t pay money at proper time; I worked under road contractor, manager exploited many times. At least now my customer can’t exploit me. ” Lila said.
“I am grateful to you Swami Ji, but don’t request me to change my profession. Due to this profetion my babies need not to sleep in empty stomach. Swami Ji you are man of wisdom, tell me what should I do? Should I be moral or let my husband and family to die or forget the morality and save my family?” Lila asked. Swami Agnijoga stayed quit for long time.
“May be nothing is completely moral or immoral my doauther. These are comparative. Your motherhood, your love to your husband is pour than anything. May be our society would change in future. One day will come when no one like you need to sell her for feeding the family. Idon’t knows when we will understand the few rich men are not the symbol of developments. Big machines are not symbol of healthy nation, resident should be healthy. I am helpless, I can only pray to the God.” Swami Agnijoga sighed. The questions left unanswered. He came out from Lila’s room. Jagan and Raghu followed him. The entire road Swami Ji didn’t speek any single word. Boys saw tears rolling on his face. The guide of many devotees was himself was puzzled on that
“You are Brahmin or not?” Swami Agnijoga asked one day after few months. He was sitting with some of his followers. The place was imposing. Swami Agnijoga was the founder of the ashram. Jagan and Raghu already admitted in the ashram. They had given job of cleaning the ashram and the garden also helping the coock at the kitchen.
“I don’t know.” Jagan replied Swami Agnijoga’s question. He was standing just opposite to Swami Ji.
“I grew up in rail station. My parents left me somewhere near the station. That only I knew about my linage.” Raghu said. Swami Agnijoga thought for a while. After few minutes he stood up.
“Arrange an initiation ceremony for the boys.” Swami Agnijoga ordered.
“Initiation ceremony! What are …show more content…
My family cut off every relation with me. When no one cares my emotion then why should I care about their view? I worked in brick filled. The owner didn’t pay money at proper time; I worked under road contractor, manager exploited many times. At least now my customer can’t exploit me. ” Lila said.
“I am grateful to you Swami Ji, but don’t request me to change my profession. Due to this profetion my babies need not to sleep in empty stomach. Swami Ji you are man of wisdom, tell me what should I do? Should I be moral or let my husband and family to die or forget the morality and save my family?” Lila asked. Swami Agnijoga stayed quit for long time.
“May be nothing is completely moral or immoral my doauther. These are comparative. Your motherhood, your love to your husband is pour than anything. May be our society would change in future. One day will come when no one like you need to sell her for feeding the family. Idon’t knows when we will understand the few rich men are not the symbol of developments. Big machines are not symbol of healthy nation, resident should be healthy. I am helpless, I can only pray to the God.” Swami Agnijoga sighed. The questions left unanswered. He came out from Lila’s room. Jagan and Raghu followed him. The entire road Swami Ji didn’t speek any single word. Boys saw tears rolling on his face. The guide of many devotees was himself was puzzled on that