Past Lives: Narada
A little five-year-old boy silently walked by his mother on her way to her next gig. A group of traveling saints were staying in their village for the rainy season. and the boy’s mother had been employed to clean the hermitage.
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Ramanuja: Initiated Into the Fold
Ramanuja couldn’t wait to get to Srirangam. Kanchi Purna—a great devotee of Lord Varadaraja—was blessed with the good fortune of having daily conversations with the Lord. During one such conversation, Sriman Narayana himself in the form of Varadaraja had told him to instruct Ramanuja to go to Srirangam and seek out Maha Purna as his acharya.
Bharata: The Final Stretch
Memories flooded through the mind of a newborn fawn in the terrains of the Kalanjara mountain. He left his mother and slowly began walking North to the forest of Shaligrama. By no means could he let himself repeat the mistakes of his previous birth. Even after renouncing life as a king in pursuit of Sriman Narayana, he had fallen prey to attachment for an animal. A deer! He was devastated.
Ramanuja: The Three Promises
Maha Purna had no time to waste. He had to get to the city of Kanchipuram as quickly as possible. Purna’s acharya—the esteemed Yamunacharya himself—had instructed him to bring some young man named Ramanuja to Srirangam.
Bharata: The Bait of Attachment
The deafening roar of a raging lion filled the vicinity of the riverbank. A heavily pregnant doe felt as if her heart had plummeted into her stomach. Her breathing became heavier every second. Overcome with panic she spontaneously leapt across the Gandaki River to escape. As she flew midair, her premature fawn fell out, landing in the caressing water. But as the exhausted and depressed doe’s black hooves met the river’s other bank, she released her final breath.
Ramanuja’s Childhood
In the simple town of Sriperumbudur, the house of Keshavacharya and Kantimati was lit up in celebration of their radiant newborn child. Kantimati’s brother Srishaila Purna, the direct disciple of Yamunacharya himself, came to adorn the baby boy with the name Ilayazhvan, who would later be revered as Bhagavad Ramanuja.
Bhakti Stories Website Launch
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Yamunacharya: From King to Acharya
The words of his guru, Uyyakondar, reverberated in Manakkaal Nambi’s mind.
“My own guru, Nathamuni, has a grandson living in the Pandya kingdom,” Uyyakondar had said. “It is your duty to bring him back to our Srivaishnava fold when the time is right.”
Yamunacharya: From Student to King
Knock. Knock.
Yamuna was puzzled. His teacher Bhashyacharya was away, and all his classmates had gone home. He was the only student at the school. Who could be visiting at this inconvenient time?
He went forward and opened the door, anyway. The person on the other side glared at him.
Huhu: Who’s the Crocodile?
“It was you?” Devala asked, his fingers flying to his chin. “I thought a crocodile had caught hold of me. What were you thinking?”