Deep relationships

 Deep relationships

If I have the best reason ( among several ones) to feel gratitude towards my creator for the sensitivity of deep emotions granted to me ignoring all the ‘eligibility’ criteria, it is because of a few rare people I came across in my life, right from my kid age. Their depth of emotional love was to remain unfathomable, despite my above average sensitivity 🙏🙏🙏😭

A garden labour was living on day to day wages. No wages on a day, no food for his family. He did some magic, and the gasping of my sister, younger to me, became normal in 30 seconds 😜( he knew tantra and witchcraft as a qualified “odiyan” in Kerala. I ran to a petty shop, bought a pack of beedi(native cigar) for 3 paise, gave it him saying “please teach me 🙏”. He looked into my eyes( a kid of 6 or 7) and his eyes a bit moist. He held both my palms in his, eyes locked in mine( perfect connectivity 🙏) and said “child, you belong to a family where you are destined to learn chants of highest quality. My chanting syllables are too insignificant compared to those” .  Only the ‘video’ got stored in my memory then. Deciphering needed 30 years 😜 

A ‘fakir’ sensed me through my eyes, took my hand, led me out of the grocery shop where he sighted me while begging for few coins from the shop owner, and gently passed his palm down my spine. The “rare” feel of his touch down my spine, at 7 yrs helped me to remember him and much later I discovered that it's a ‘process’ done by highly evolved spiritual Masters 😳. ( A Guru, masquerading like a medicant 😥, to avoid notice by aam Aadmi 🙏)

A rickshaw puller ( 3 wheeled, during 1962) was struggling to push it upwards on a steep road, with some 6 kids retuning home from school. Heavy load. He was dripping sweat. Pedalling was not possible. I hid behind the rear, and for fun tried a hard push, inclining my body at 40° angle😂, to use my weight also👍. Luckily for me, my efforts got ‘felt' by his arms 😜. Reaching the level road, he paused to walk behind the rickshaw( me staring at him anxiouly eyed “will he scold now?😳” ). But he sat down to match my height, took my tiny palms( his palms felt like an abrasive to me😜.. labour-hands), and touched both his eyes with my inner palms, and planted a kiss into them before dropping it free🤣. Unusual ‘gestures’ from unlikely sources get engraved in my memory 😥

A good number of “angel like” guys sprung out of ‘noWhere’ like this, and gifted me with “reasons” to persuade me to deepen my sensitivity enough to “receive+ feel” such deep emotions 🙏 

If I ‘indulge’ into continuing my experience beyond the age of 10, there is a risk of extending the length of this blog beyond normal levels of patience to read.

But one incident when I was around 13 is affordable 🙏.  A village musician of 50 plus, decided to ‘repay’ the debt of my grandfather's kindness when he was a lad of 10, and his dad was the ill_paid musician of village (2 rupees for a 2 hour music at any religious function at large homes). 

He had “warned” my dad 3 days earlier “doesn't matter that you have no budget for the thread ceremony of your son to engage me “officially “ to play sacred music. But I will_come, perform my_best and sit in the row for food👍. Stop me if you can. I owe it to your dad😔”

He did come, and performed for an hour to adorn the muhurtham 🙏. My dad decided to thrust a ₹5 note into his hands clandestinely ( regular fee for 3 musicians was ₹ 50 then, and unaffordable within the ‘budget’). Too many guests around 😓. My dad beckoned me and said “you prostrate before him, then handover the money folded in a pair of betel leaves, plus a coconut”( coconut was in plenty in the backyard trees 🤣).

That musician had no reason at all to “expect” a freshly_initiated kid, attired for the sacred rituals meant for a higher “class” to prostrate before a non_threaded elder( against the ‘norms’). I did what I was told and then stood up.  He delayed receiving the betel leaves ‘package' to place his palms on the top of my head to transmit his emotions enriched blessings 🤣. I stared at the ‘belated’ gesture of touching my head 😂( the touch should sync with my touch of his toes👍. Circuit gets closed 🙏). Therefore i saw the glistening tears in his pair of eyes, which couldn't get blocked from flowing down his cheeks 🙂 ( the ‘touch’ on my head, felt unique 😜. That ‘feel’ helped me to get EDUCATED into the ‘concept’ that …. when the bhava( emotions) peak, absence of stature, chants, and circuit closure etc do_not_matter at all 😜🙏)

😜. None of the guys cited in the above incidents are in any way blood_related to me ( bloody_ strange ain't it !!! 😜🙏)

Tragedy is “emotions are unavailable to logic”...  Present day school syllabus is designed to impart only literacy, not education 😓. And literacy needs only logic👍. Probably why A.I. robots are doing better in school classrooms even during trial sessions 😜🙏.  

Emotionally yours,

psn(11 Sept, 2026)

PostScript 

My guess: Humans have the potential to sensitize their offsprings to be able to become receptive to deep emotions emanating from all the life_forms. Somehow, if this aspect can creep into "parenting", we can retain the label "humans" unto ourselves 🙏