Kakanim Tells a Story

Once upon a time two young men Ali and Ram lived in a village. They were brought up wise, generous and brave in the nature’s care and nurturing of village atmosphere. They have started on a journey towards the East to explore the worlds.


The Journey began thru dense forests, arid deserts and rugged mountains on their way. They came across a cave in which they decided to take the shelter for the night. As they entered the cave suddenly the ground under the feet of Ali shook and he disappeared into the ground. Not knowing where his friend has gone Ram has searched around and a beautiful lady has appeared before him. The lady spoke with a sweet voice, “O charming young man. I am very much pleased with you and wanting to marry you. But I must turn your friend into a monkey. Please accept me as your wife and we will live happily ever after.” Ram, was very angry with the lady and spoke with determined voice, “O lady. I don’t know who you are. You have taken my friend and turned him into a monkey. For this I shall not forgive you nor I can accept you as my wife. Return my friend Ali to me or face me”. As soon as Ram spoke these words the lady turned into a monkey and ran into the forest, his friend Ali has appeared before him.

Ram explained what has happened to Ali and they rested for the night there. In the middle of the night Ali was woken up by a sound of blazing lava inside the cave. He woke up and couldn’t find his friend. He saw an ugly and dreadful looking man staring fiercely at him. Ali stood without fear and asked the man about his friend. The man answered “ Whoever comes into this cave I have complete right on their lives. But being a kind person I decided to take the life of only one of you. So you are free to go now”. On hearing this Ali felt deeply distressed, recovering himself in a moment he said, “You let my friend go and take my life”. On saying this he jumped in to the hot lava and Ali found himself next to his friend Ram. They hugged each other and made a promise to each other that they will remain friends for their rest of the life and no one can separate them. They didn’t know that The Almighty was watching the great friendship among his children and was pleased with his children.

Ali and Ram have decided to return home after acquiring lot of knowledge. They approached their village eager to meet their parents and relatives. As soon as they came to outskirts they realised that it was their prayer time, headed towards Mosque and Temple in different directions. The Almighty felt this way. My children have passed even the toughest tests, but now for worshipping me they went to different places. They don’t know I was in their hearts.

This is how the irony of life is in our present day life. We some times find ourselves in great confusion about life and what to achieve in life. Many of us have chosen and honestly tried different ways of life to find peace and true meaning of life. Some of us were mislead sometimes cheated in our journeys. The meaning of ‘Self’ and “life” became suddenly transparent from illusions and darkness for me. I found Sahaja Yoga and the experience of Self Realisation. I have been enjoying my life ever since I came to Sahaja Yoga in 1994. I love and enjoy my true “Self” and the company of thousands and thousands of my brothers and sisters all over the world. It is a blessing and I find myself in the lap of Mother Nature, a Jerusalem, a Heaven, a Mecca and I find the Promised Land in and around me. Hope you also enjoy the same Bliss and Joy.


- kakanim

Mentoring Comes Full Circle

Seven long years since the awakening of Kundalini energy, and now it was finally time for a fruitful mentoring relationship to come full circle.

As college age kids, we had very weak foot holding in the realm of spirituality, easily outweighed by the skepticism of a seeking rational mind. But we were fortunate to find a mentor, not too elderly, but wise enough for us to springboard to real spirituality. He is an un-assuming personality, with his own struggles through life - but manages to maintain a cool head and a sensitive heart. We were drawn to him like younger brothers. He dispensed advice, he calmed our doubts, he answered pointed questions and offered the occasional unsolicited suggestion. He came up with simple ways to enjoy the divinity of meditation and when the night wore on, simply slept off in any given position.


Well, seven years past that wonderful mentor ship and we find ourselves at the other end of the world. He is still the wandering mystic, under the guise of an engineer and I am still the wide eyed co-journer looking up to the old soul behind his quiet persona. I was more than eager to invite him home, provide comfort and conversation. But it took months for him to convince himself to get a ride and make the 2 hour trip.

Finally, the day was here. We did the usual coaxing to lead a meditation here, a clearing session there and it was like old times. Living in the occident, we forget the depth of the orient. Young yogis in their 20s would easily surpass the depths of their counterparts when it comes to guiding the attention through the journey of charkas and into the bliss of meditation. That was it, the moment of togetherness in Sahasrara. After the meditation, he made remarks about the vibrational state of America - tremendous vibrations, easy to get into deep meditation - yet difficult to sustain that state. True dat.

Then we say our good-byes and hope that the paths intersect in the future, once more.

Photo: "The Path" (cc) by Steffe