Rm32. Thayumanavar

R Rajaram Ramachandran Rajaram Ramachandran
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RAMANA MAHARISHI Ramana used to tell stories At nights to those devotees, Who were awake in their beds Waiting to hear his moral stories. He told a story on Thayumanavar Which was like this for all to hear. Once a pregnant girl was there On one side of the Cauvery River. Her mother went out saying, "For your delivery I'm coming, " But in time, she couldn't come As the river was flooding with foam. She prayed Lord Siva, "Oh God! I'm held up on this side of flood. I'm helpless to go to her now Help my daughter somehow." Next day, the flood was over, When she went to her daughter, She was surprised to see a baby Sleeping in her hands deeply. The daughter thanked her mother, For her timely help at that hour, But mother told her side of story That she couldn't come timely. The daughter took up with her, For the bad memory of her, Then it was clear to the mother, That Lord Siva had come like her. Siva readily grants boon, With no delay, but soon, To anyone prays to Him, For His help, at any time. The devotees were all happy To hear this bed time story, And went to sleep that night With their mind full of rest.

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