When Agathiyar called me to the worship of the Siddhas and their path in my very first Nadi reading in 2002, the thing that came to my mind was how was I to worship them. By his grace, Sivabalan who brought in the Nadi reader from India handed me a painting of Agathiyar. Later the Nadi reader Senthilkumar led me on a Siddha puja that Agathiyar had me carry out a ritual 'Naadikku Dhanam' which was a token of appreciation to them for documenting my past, present, and future.
In my thirst to know more the first place that came to my mind was the local affiliate of Thavathiru Rengaraja Desigar of Ongaarakudil, Turaiyur. I reached out to them at the Agathiyar Sanmarga Sangam in Dengkil having seen them collect donations in the streets and public places. I bought whatever material they had in the form of books, audio and video CDs. I bought all the books on Siddhas that the bookshops in town carried. Later I seived through the net and retrieved whatever material I could lay my hands on. But my hunger and thirst to know could not be appeased by all these means. The centers I visited did not carry out rituals but were more focused on sourcing funds for their charitable programs. The books that carried the songs of the Siddhas were incomprehensive as they were said to be wrapped in Paripasai. The translations too did not help. The audio and videos were repetitive just like these books. If the former went round and round as if going after a goose the latter carried the same content in every other book. The net too was of little help as it carried the same stories on myths and legends surrounding the Siddhas.
As Agathiyar asked me to worship them, to my understanding I had to devise some kind of ritual. Staying in tune with what was carried out in the worship of deities in the temples, I began to compile the method and the contents from all these various sources. I now had a long list of names of Siddhas to recite. I modified the Puja rituals to suit the Siddhas based on the books as a reference. Everything fell into place. I carried out the Siddha puja in the comfort and convenience of my home. With the coming of Tavayogi, he had me start carrying out oblation or the Homam. Later Agathiyar coming in the form of a bronze statue had me carry out libation or Abhisegam. My puja was complete.
Coming before us Tavayogi called for us to step out of Bakthi into Gnanam. And so he taught us Yogam which would lead us eventually to Gnanam. Yogam arose the sleeping giant and we saw the energies that seemed as going havoc initially settle into bliss and calm. Today we revel in its majesty. Bodily changes are pretty obvious and so are the internal changes.
With Agathiyar and the other Siddhas coming through devotees, Gnanam was dispensed. We got to know about Maya. Maya was mentioned to me the very first-day Tavayogi entered my home. Sending him off in joy, I thanked him profusely for taking up my invitation. He shut me up for good telling me that I was living in Maya and that he was no saint. He killed the attachment that would have germinated, grown, blossomed, and bloomed in me in the years to come that day. He saved me from becoming attached to the name and form in the name of a physical guru. Visiting his ashram later he killed my attachment to the talisman and other 'do good' accessories.
Agathiyar in sending newcomers to the path to my home to witness our Pornami Puja brought down the very mansion Agathiyar Vanam Malaysia (AVM) (that he built in 2013) in 2019. He saved me from becoming attached to the name and form in the name of a movement and the numerous activities that brought on a 'high'.
Coming through devotees after the demise of Tavatogi and in the absence of the Nadi readers (who returned to India in the wake of the pandemic), to dispense Gnanam, he killed the mockingbird and saved me from becoming dependent on these means and methods too.
I was left all alone to fend for myself. In these periods of isolation and moments of silence, Agathiyar revealed himself as the very soul or Atma. Agathiyar who appeared in the words of the Nadi in 2002; in a painting and later as a statue, worshiped at my home; in the temples and statues during my pilgrimage to India in 2003; as a physical guru Tavayogi and in the rituals shown and done in 2005; in the jungles and caves and abodes of the Siddhas traveling with Tavayogi, where he opened his eyes in the granite statues at these temples; in the Prana that entered the body as a result of the Yoga exercises learned from Tavayogi in 2007; and the energies that traversed the internals bringing on a subtle transformation without my knowledge in in those years and erupt as pain and suffering in 2011; in the bronze statue where he opened his eyes in 2013; in the eyes of the hungry, poor and unfortunate as we carried out charity and feeding beginning in 2013; as the words of wisdom coming through devotees and conveying these messages beginning in 2021; as the Prapanjam that is him and in him and that we are all a part of; he now reveals himself as the soul or Atma that is in us and we in him. To know the Atma is to know him. To know him is to end the search. To know him is to have attained him. To know him is to be one with him. To know him is to be complete or attain Paripuranam.