If the late Nadi reader of Chennai, Hanumathdasan Aiya, had shared stories of those who came by to read the Nadi, to Velayudham Karthikeyan Aiya, who later posted them to his blog Siththan Arul at https://siththanarul.blogspot.com, and which were subsequently published by Aranthangi Sankar Publications in 5 volumes, as "Nadi Sollum Kathaigal", these days there is an influx of Nadi readers have come before the camera to share further, such stories on YouTube. Going by some of these stories, it drives home the point that there is no accident, nor anything of our making, and taking credit for it. Each and every incident and event has been taken into account in the grand master plan and the lila, or play, of the divine. We are just living these moments. I came to understand that many things and events have to happen to exhaust our past Vasanas and those of others who come into our lives to settle past scores after reading the Nadi. Later, when I was grieved for my past actions and sins, Agathiyar said that he had pushed me into doing them. It was for want of those experiences, too.
Just as the BBC documentary hosted by Sir David Attenborough goes by the title, "A Perfect Planet", all is perfect with all of creation accepting them, except for man, who looks for and only sees the imperfection and tries desperately to improve the situation, often bringing on disaster and destruction. As Lao Tzu says, to go with the flow, we should learn to go with the flow to stay aloof and afloat. Otherwise, we shall be pulled by the current and sink further into the whirlpool. I have been trying to adopt a stand of non-interference, too. Agathiyar has kept me sheltered, except for a few good men around me. Try as I may, Agathiyar keeps sending people knocking on my door or calling me or messaging me, sharing their grievances. If previously, having connected me to the Prapanjam, I get to pause and listen to the sound of nature, watch nature in all its splendor, colour, and beauty, he asks that I listen to peoples grieviences too. In me listening, he listens and takes the necessary measures to bring relief to them. If he had come through devotees speaking to us and dining with us and listening to the songs that I enjoyed playing earlier, today, he cherished the food I took, bringing on tears of bliss. Besides these brief moments of bliss that overcome me, I am delighted further when I come to know that this blog has reached a large following of readers, as the statistics for the past week show. Thank you, readers. I love you.
