vayusuTha ya namo namahA ...
gk kaushik
namasthe vayu thumeva prathSHam Brahmasi
In early fifties while studying in primary classes we had a lesson on air,
wind i.e., vayu. It was told that we may not be able to see the wind but
could know of it from the movement of leaves of the tree. As an example on
use of wind, the windmill used for pulling water from the well used to be
cited. The weather cock was illustrated which helps us in finding the
direction of the wind flow. The wind i.e., vayu used to amuse me a lot. I
used to wonder how the kites are floated in the sky and how beautifully they
are swayed by the vayu.
Those days I also accompany my father who use to attend religious discourses.
In one of the discourses it was told that the presence of God is to be
realised and He is no object, therefore can not be asked to be seen. As an
example the case of wind was cited. I took love for the wind.
We shifted to Bangalore then. Near our house there was a small beautiful
Ganesh mandir on top of a small hillock and there were several peepal trees
around. Normally everyday evening a visit to the mandir is a routine thing to
do. As a practice after offering the prayers to the God in the mandir,
sitting in the steps which leads to the mandir I used to enjoy the birds
returning to their nest. The chirping sound that they make when mixed with
the sweet tone produced by the peepal tree leaves while breeze pass through
them used to enchant me. I used to wonder as to how the breeze can produce
such a magical music by passing through the leaves by changing its direction
and speed. Sometimes the pleasantness with which the winds cresses me and the
magical mystic music around me used to make me enthralled for hours even. (I
used to face the music for going late to the house is another story.) A
loving vayu he was.
namasthe vayu thumeva prathSHam Brahmasi
After my fathers' retirement we returned to Madras again. There, we used to
go to beach during summer and enjoy the evening sea breeze. But it will be
different, during the rainy days. Being in coast if there is a depression in
the sea, the storm used to hit the Madras coast and people will be forced to
stay inside their house. But for us boys it used to be different. We will
venture to go to the sea coast near the IG's office and watch the tides
rising to very great height with amusement. The tall coconut trees will be
tilting and bending and will almost touch the ground, will swing, will sway
astray, will make harrowing sound- a terrible sight to look at. We used to
wonder at the fury of the wind, the power it shows, the might with which it
acts.
namasthe vayu thumeva prathSHam Brahmasi
Then came my love for poems especially for the ones penned by Maha kavi
Subramaniya Bharati. His vachanakavithai on Sun, and on Wind had attracted me
a lot. The fifth verse on Wind in which mahakavi describes how all living are
the children of vayu, and how all living are athma and how vayu connects
athma with paramathma, how Life is vayu.
namasthe vayu thumeva prathSHam Brahmasi
As a true devote of Lord Rama my father used to recite sundara kanta
regularly and attend the Ramayana discourses, and I used to accompany him
many times during my childhood. I was attracted towards the virtues of Lord
Shri Anjaneya and I fell in love with him to become His devotee. To me He is
always Anjaneya - Son of Vayu, disciple of Lord Surya, a Rama-Baktha.
When I thought of floating a home page, without a second thought I hit upon
the name "VAYUSUTHA" ( pronounced as vayusuTha-hA )
namasthe vayu thumeva prathSHam Brahmasi