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A Unsung Saga from the hearts of Pinkcity...
Baba Divakar Nath, was a blind beggar used to live at Jaipur, pinkcity at the streets of chouda rasta, inside the Jaipur’s old market.
He used to sing holy songs and beg on the stairs of Sai mandir ( Sai , a god )Situated infront of golcha cinema hall. He was blind by both eyes but, he never complained to lord, as he was true sai baba’s devotee, everday he comes and sits on the stairs , sings beautiful prayers. Temple’s Pujari ( Saint ) was also fascinated by his holy prayers.
Once, baba was rhyming sai’s name he found a puppy, a bitch sitted on his laps.He curdled her and give some sweets from his bowl to eat. Temple’s Pujari became angry and said “, Baba, first you full your stomach , then think about these animals.." Baba was angry now , “ What you think ? Soul is given only to humans ? Animals too feel hungry. I won’t sit here from tomorrow if you will behave like this. So many doors to god !” Pujari got tensed, he thought if baba will not come then Temple will not get donations as People used to love Baba’s Prayers and Songs.
He said , “ ok , Baba … Just take care that, this dog don’t comes up near to god’s sculpture...” Baba , “ Beta ! ( daughter ), Pinky don’t go up ok” Pujari , “ Pinky ? what a name , its English baba ...” “ Aye, what you think ? I’m 4th grade passed. If this city can be called Pink city. Then why she can’t be called pinky ?” Baba added. Pujari , “ ok, as you wish ! Baba !”
Now, it was routine daily baba used to come early morning on the stairs and pinky used to follow her and at the evening they go back. Lord ! Baba got his eyes back , pinky was his eyes. Now he was able to roam anywhere around the streets of Jaipur Bazzar ( Market ) People started calling him Ghumkad Baba ( Traveller saint ). Days passed, Pinky grew up older, like her name she was a white bitch with pink textures around her skin, the loyal guard of Baba. One day, Baba on the stairs of Sai temple.
Baba , “ Beta , Pinky this is Sai , the god. He takes all pain from peoples and give them happiness. Just we need to do 11 Thursday’s fast and prayers...” Pujari , “ Baba, Animal’s can’t understand ! don’t you know ?” Baba became very angry. Baba , “ Aye, what you think about animals ? have u felt them ? today human’s kid can’t understand religion and rituals. Atleast she can earn some holy spirits.." Pujari saw red eyes of baba and he thought to remain calm. While Baba was in meditation of Sai, the lord.
That Day date was 13th May 2008. evening time, Tuesday. People were rushing to the temples of Lord Hanuman , ( a hindu god ) . Baba too joined them along with pinky, her loyal guard. Baba was now infront of Hanuman Temple. He said to pinky, “ Beta, you wait for me here. I’ll be back soon” Today , it was very crush at the temple. As Engineering students were having there final exams. Three students also came in along with Baba.
They touched Baba’s feet and took his blessings. At the gate, pinky became very dizzy and hidden herself in a garbage tin. As they entered and bowed there heads to Lord Hanuman. “ Jai Hanuman Gyan Ghun Sagar …” they prayed and …. Boom !!!! People were running here and there, It was the terrorist attack on the peaceful , loving city of India. Pink city. Where tourists around the globe come here always and feels the pink spirit of forts , castles and monuments to their souls.
Those three engineering students , Baba and lots of people got died on the spot and went to God’s Lap. Blood was every where , serial blasts in 10 mins around the walls of pinkcity’s market. But , Pinky she got saved miraculously. She was now alone in this world, her Baba was no more. She went to Sai’s temple for searching her Baba.
But she didn’t find him. She used to thought , “ My Baba will come, he will come...” 10 days passed. The city was mourning and was in silence. Temple’s Pujari always looks pinky on the stairs waiting for her Baba to come and used to cry a lot. “ Hey, ! Ishwar ( oh god ) forgive me, I doubted on your creations..” he cried. “ Beta, Pinky eat something , your Baba is with Sai now, he won’t come again.”
He offered a piece of cake. But, pinky refused to eat, she was just thinking about the magical days she spent with her Baba, his father. “ Beti, Pinky this is Sai, takes all pain and give … just 11 days fast..n ..prayers” these words of Baba were screaming in her soul. 11th day, today pinky came to feet of Sai , the lord for the first time and she left her soul in the blessings of Sai, the almighty.
Pinky was no more. She was in heaven with her Baba now, she got him finally. Pujari’s heart was now changed and that temple still have those unsung voices in air. The voice of Baba, the presence of pinky… Go there.. you will definitetly feel.. it !!! Public Appeal : Animals are also living bodies, they feel. Never hurt any animal, who knows it can be Pinky ?
Fight the Terrorism , don’t be afraid. Keep the spirits up 13th May 2008 , thousand salutes to those Martyrs and those unsung Heroes. Pinkcity , Jaipur is our city … keep it clean , neat and terror free. Please try to donate, as much as you can.. to CM’s Relief fund , after reading this story. Help your people ! Help your City. !!
A Jaipur Resident.
A Unsung Saga from the hearts of Pinkcity...
Baba Divakar Nath, was a blind beggar used to live at Jaipur, pinkcity at the streets of chouda rasta, inside the Jaipur’s old market.
He used to sing holy songs and beg on the stairs of Sai mandir ( Sai , a god )Situated infront of golcha cinema hall. He was blind by both eyes but, he never complained to lord, as he was true sai baba’s devotee, everday he comes and sits on the stairs , sings beautiful prayers. Temple’s Pujari ( Saint ) was also fascinated by his holy prayers.
Once, baba was rhyming sai’s name he found a puppy, a bitch sitted on his laps.He curdled her and give some sweets from his bowl to eat. Temple’s Pujari became angry and said “, Baba, first you full your stomach , then think about these animals.." Baba was angry now , “ What you think ? Soul is given only to humans ? Animals too feel hungry. I won’t sit here from tomorrow if you will behave like this. So many doors to god !” Pujari got tensed, he thought if baba will not come then Temple will not get donations as People used to love Baba’s Prayers and Songs.
He said , “ ok , Baba … Just take care that, this dog don’t comes up near to god’s sculpture...” Baba , “ Beta ! ( daughter ), Pinky don’t go up ok” Pujari , “ Pinky ? what a name , its English baba ...” “ Aye, what you think ? I’m 4th grade passed. If this city can be called Pink city. Then why she can’t be called pinky ?” Baba added. Pujari , “ ok, as you wish ! Baba !”
Now, it was routine daily baba used to come early morning on the stairs and pinky used to follow her and at the evening they go back. Lord ! Baba got his eyes back , pinky was his eyes. Now he was able to roam anywhere around the streets of Jaipur Bazzar ( Market ) People started calling him Ghumkad Baba ( Traveller saint ). Days passed, Pinky grew up older, like her name she was a white bitch with pink textures around her skin, the loyal guard of Baba. One day, Baba on the stairs of Sai temple.
Baba , “ Beta , Pinky this is Sai , the god. He takes all pain from peoples and give them happiness. Just we need to do 11 Thursday’s fast and prayers...” Pujari , “ Baba, Animal’s can’t understand ! don’t you know ?” Baba became very angry. Baba , “ Aye, what you think about animals ? have u felt them ? today human’s kid can’t understand religion and rituals. Atleast she can earn some holy spirits.." Pujari saw red eyes of baba and he thought to remain calm. While Baba was in meditation of Sai, the lord.
That Day date was 13th May 2008. evening time, Tuesday. People were rushing to the temples of Lord Hanuman , ( a hindu god ) . Baba too joined them along with pinky, her loyal guard. Baba was now infront of Hanuman Temple. He said to pinky, “ Beta, you wait for me here. I’ll be back soon” Today , it was very crush at the temple. As Engineering students were having there final exams. Three students also came in along with Baba.
They touched Baba’s feet and took his blessings. At the gate, pinky became very dizzy and hidden herself in a garbage tin. As they entered and bowed there heads to Lord Hanuman. “ Jai Hanuman Gyan Ghun Sagar …” they prayed and …. Boom !!!! People were running here and there, It was the terrorist attack on the peaceful , loving city of India. Pink city. Where tourists around the globe come here always and feels the pink spirit of forts , castles and monuments to their souls.
Those three engineering students , Baba and lots of people got died on the spot and went to God’s Lap. Blood was every where , serial blasts in 10 mins around the walls of pinkcity’s market. But , Pinky she got saved miraculously. She was now alone in this world, her Baba was no more. She went to Sai’s temple for searching her Baba.
But she didn’t find him. She used to thought , “ My Baba will come, he will come...” 10 days passed. The city was mourning and was in silence. Temple’s Pujari always looks pinky on the stairs waiting for her Baba to come and used to cry a lot. “ Hey, ! Ishwar ( oh god ) forgive me, I doubted on your creations..” he cried. “ Beta, Pinky eat something , your Baba is with Sai now, he won’t come again.”
He offered a piece of cake. But, pinky refused to eat, she was just thinking about the magical days she spent with her Baba, his father. “ Beti, Pinky this is Sai, takes all pain and give … just 11 days fast..n ..prayers” these words of Baba were screaming in her soul. 11th day, today pinky came to feet of Sai , the lord for the first time and she left her soul in the blessings of Sai, the almighty.
Pinky was no more. She was in heaven with her Baba now, she got him finally. Pujari’s heart was now changed and that temple still have those unsung voices in air. The voice of Baba, the presence of pinky… Go there.. you will definitetly feel.. it !!! Public Appeal : Animals are also living bodies, they feel. Never hurt any animal, who knows it can be Pinky ?
Fight the Terrorism , don’t be afraid. Keep the spirits up 13th May 2008 , thousand salutes to those Martyrs and those unsung Heroes. Pinkcity , Jaipur is our city … keep it clean , neat and terror free. Please try to donate, as much as you can.. to CM’s Relief fund , after reading this story. Help your people ! Help your City. !!
A Jaipur Resident.
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