Meow and Muah

Man Proposes, God Disposes…, in this case  the woman proposed and AMMA approved..,

A lovely Belle once asked “Why can’t it be Us…,” and the lad replied “Why Not?……”

Thus began a very torrid and emotional journey to AmritaPuri – a year back, to ask AMMA,

One year down the line, what we proposed to each other, God made it Happen, did we propose or was the divine hand of AMMA behind it all …,??

Arriving late and haggard to Amritapuri Ashram, normally you would find me running into the ashram, this time even before I could get off the car, Poorni had already spead to the darahsn hall.,

Lo and Behold at that late hour of the night, AMMA was giving darshan,  and she set off a wonderful chain of events, the best present and gift we could ever hope and something that still puts the both of us in extreme rapture of silence and bliss.

First miracle, no waiting in line, no seats to catch, no tokens to protect, just a wave of the hand and we found ourselves in line to receive darshan. In the same line, same chairs, same mischief way, as it happened a year back.

AMMA’s grace all around, AMMA’s smile and motherpresence enveloping us, as we settled to receive our darshan and hug, the Mahaishasura Mardhini stotram started. A few days back Poorni and I chanted a cuplet or two, at the stroke of midnight at AMMA’s photo and we found ourselves again singing the same in front of AMMA…,

With the giddy excitement of a three year old, with became more ferverent a s AMMA recogchized me and gave me a great big hug.

Poorni the more composed of the two, handed over our rings to AMMA, and the mother of the universe feigning total innocence, asks where the other ring was !!! With trembling hands and loosing complete focus of the whole world, we showed AMMA that they were shiva shakthi rings,

Time Froze, Thoughts Dropped, and only three existed, the Creatrix AMMA and the two halves she created yearning for her to complete her design. She asked Poorni to put the ring on my finger and me to do the same, except yours truly’s hands were trembling like frightened bunny rabbits.

AMMA let out a peal of laughter and made fun that I was already getting scared of the Missus..,

It was so perfect.., as we always had wanted it, only the three of us., no photos to capture the moment, no video, only AMMA, us ….and ,,,,,,,,

the thousand or so people getting mighty interested.., and the talking point of the ashram the next day.

AMMA then handed us heart shaped chocolates and asked us to feed each other., and showered flowers on our heads..,

Our AMMA blessed the bond, we do not wear rings anymore., we wear AMMA’s Prasad, the rings becoming divine with the touch and grace of our darling Mother.,

Later on in the night, as we stood on the balcony atop the 9^th floor, AMMA took the form of the Sea, we could hear the waves and the feel the gentle breeze., and with totality we exchanged our vows..,

We are blessed, thrice blessed.., to have experienced and lived the miracle series of events that AMMA planned for us..,

With humble pranams to AMMA, we hope all our friends and family feel the complete and integral joy that flows from our being..,

Mata Rani ki Jai !!!!!