Thursday, November 12, 2015

Ramayanam Decoded, by Sribhashyam Appalacharyulu

Recently I came across a few videos of Sribhashyam Appalacharyulu garu. I was really stunned(in a good way) with the hidden knowledge that was lying underneath the pleasant feel-good story of Rama. I felt this is one of the best discourses given on Ramayanam, so I felt that it would be good to share the information that I have found so far. Sir, inthati gnaananni panchinanduku meeku paadabhivandanalu.

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About Sribhashyam Appalacharyulu:


Sriman Sribhashyam Appalacharyulu (April 6, 1922 - June 7, 2003) was a Vedic scholar, commentator and a great teacher.

Image Courtesy: http://www.thuppulsribhashyam.org/





Interview of Sribhashyam Appalacharyulu in The Hindu newspaper:

A replica of Sri Ramanuja

Image courtesy: http://www.thehindu.com/

An artist is the creator of beautiful things. The universe is beautiful. To reveal art and conceal the artist is the aim of art. The Veda does this. The Vedanta (Upanishad) reveals the artist. The 'seer' perceives it. The preceptor delivers this truth.

Sriman Sribhashyam Appalacharyulu is at once a seer and a preceptor. To the grammarian, linguist and author in him, both 'Truth' and 'Beauty' are identical concepts. He always finds beautiful meanings in beautiful things. He is a cultivated personality.

The epithet 'Sribhashyam' is associated with Sri Ramanujacharya. How it became a surname?

Said Appalacharyulu: "My ancestors to the nearest forefathers had been the honourable clan of students tutored in 'Sribhashyam' (commentary on the Badarayana Sutras known as 'Brahma Sutras') under the able guidance of the descendants of the direct disciples of Sri Ramanuja. By teaching 'Sribhashyam' since time immemorial, my ancestors had earned that title. It is now my surname. I was born in Padmanabham, a village came to be known by the deity atop the steep hill. My father, I am told, had performed the uphill task of circumambulating the hill many times praying for a son and he begot me. My father was equally devoted to the deity of Simhachalam, known as Appanna. I am thus Appalacharya."

Weighed down not by age but by enormous and profound learning and scholarship, he is humble to a fault. Humility is his ornament.

"Yes, Ramayana is my forte. It might be a blessed coincidence: I was born on April 6, 1922 (Sri Rama Navami). Adikavi Valmiki's epic has become my heart and soul. It is a unique mix of aesthetics and ethics. A matchless classic, marvellous piece of poetry, a work of art, non pareil....," he told this scribe, uttering it as an inspired soul living in the inward sphere of things, effusing the qualities of originality, sincerity and genius.

When sought an enlightenment on Uttarakanda of the Ramayana, its authorship in the context of the abandonment of Sita, he asserted: "It is part of the Valmiki Ramayana. Without it, the number of slokas (totally 24,000) falls short by 2,000. It is history - music straight from the heart of Valmiki rendered in poetic excellence. It isn't fictitious."

This writer stood speechless and was reminded of Gibbon, who started writing 'The Decline and Fall of Roman Empire" as history which ultimately took shape as a masterpiece of English literature.

Was Rama justified in being so heartless towards Sita?

"All things which we see or work within this earth are a kind of appearance. Under all, there lies the essence of a divine idea of the world, the ever-flowing 'elan vital' (creative force responsible for growth and evolution of living organisms) in the visible universe. 'Raso vi saha', says the Upanishad. Life is larger than law (Dharma) and literature," the teacher of teachers (Mahamahopadhyaya) explained the esoteric import of the 'divine idea' underneath these appearances.

"Dharma has several variants. Dharma of governance and Dharma of matrimony are not one and the same. Very often they run counter to one another and face rough weather. Rumour and public calumny make a ruler, coward. The wife of every great man more often than not suffers from this misery and bears this heavy cross. To sustain one, the other Dharma has to bow down. Sita alone knows this. To uphold the Dharmic majesty of Rama, she chose the altar of sacrifice and sought refuge in Mother Earth. Be positive. Discourse, not disputation, is my path."

His commentary on the Ramayana is called 'Tatva Deepika', but it excludes Uttarakanda. "It is not meant for daily recitation (paarayaanam)," he clarified.

Annamayya saw every incarnation of God like Nrusimha, Rama and Krishna in Srinivasa of the Seven Hills. Appalacharyulu sees Srinivasa in Rama. He is inspired by the benedictional verse, "Ma Nishada" of Valmiki and sees Srinivasa in between the lines of that couplet. Underneath the appearance of the Seven Hills he sees the 'divine idea' in the seven kandas of the Ramayana. Playing on the sonic similarity of 'ko' and 'ka' in Telugu, he has titled his lectures as 'Yedukondalu-Yedukandalu'. With his command over Upanishadic logic, he has proved that Rama was never conscious of his divine identity unto six kandas of the epic and he had emerged as 'Narayana' in the seventh kanda only - this 'Narayana Tatva' he calls the 'divine idea'. The seventh hill, Narayanadri, shrouds Lord Venkateswara from behind. The booklet of his lectures reveals his ingenious interpretative skill.

According to Valmiki, Rama immerses himself in the Sarayu. Appalacharyulu narrates that event as Rama's final and last dip in the ocean. Perhaps, he has departed from the text with a purpose to show that the soul of the ideal man - the best among men (Uttama Purusha) - has merged in the divine paramount (Purushottama).

Be it the Ramayana, the Tiruppavai or the songs (paasurams) of Alwars - Dravida Prabhandham - he excels in speaking extempore, reaching everyone learned and layperson alike. 'Alwar' means one who is immersed in devotion (bhakti), according to him. Did Alwars interpret the Vedas? "No, but what they sang was found in the Vedic lore. Truth is the same, whether propounded by the Alwars or the Vedas. Sri Ramakrishna Paramahamsa was an illiterate, but what he spoke was an echo of the Upanishads."

In the Vaishnavaite scriptural tradition, 'Guru Parampara Prabhavam' in Tamil and 'Prapannamrutam' in Sanskrit speak of 'Nityasuris' - the permanent inhabitants of that 'divine abode' (Vaikuntha dham) - and whenever commanded by the Lord, they descend from blue heavens to manifest the 'divine idea' to every new generation in a new dialect. Every limb of this Mahamahopadhyaya, the master exponent of the Ramayana, is resonant with the ever-vibrant chant: 'Rama Rama'. He must be one such Nityasuri.

Degrees, diplomas, positions, accolades and honours are legion for Appalacharyulu. Study is a mere pretext. Spiritual knowledge and literary scholarship are his heritage. These titles have been honoured by his acceptance. They can never measure up to the heights of his erudition and spiritual insight.

"I never saw God," muttered Maxim Gorky after coming out of the hermitage of Count Leo Tolstoy, in a trance, like Moses coming out of Mount Sinai, baffled at the dazzling brilliance of the light he saw and the boom of the voice he heard. "If there is a God," Gorky proclaimed, "he must be like the Count."

None among us could have seen Sri Ramanuja at this distance of centuries. But he must have been like Appalacharyulu!

A cat is known for emptying milk vessels by stealth. If it is thrown before a milky ocean, dismayed it gapes and blinks at it not knowing what to do. This writer is in such a predicament. Writing about this Titan is a blissful experience that defies description.

Sriman Sribhashyam Appalacharyulu turns 82 on this Sri Rama Navami. The effulgence of a thousand 'Ramachandras' (moons) is illuminating his face, shedding not the splendour of fire but a mild celestial radiance. A noble spectacle indeed!

Interviewed by: M. RAMAKOTI
Interviewed on: Monday, Apr 07, 2003
Courtesy: Metro Plus Visakhapatnam, The Hindu




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Thanks to Narsi Vangeepuram for uploading the videos.

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Monday, April 21, 2014

Jayaprakash Narayan (Lok Satta) - the leader of our generation

కులం చూసి వోట్ వెయ్యమంటార్రా? సిగ్గులేని గాడిదలారా - JP





Friday, March 28, 2014

Sri Bulusu Surya Prakasa Sastry - Sadhana Grantha Mandali

Sri Adi Sankarachaarya lanti vari prabodhalani, telugu lo manaki andinchina vyakthi, Sri Bulusu Surya Prakasa Sastry garu. Sadhana Grantha Mandali sthapakulu.

prati nela oka pustakanni rasi, achu veyinche iyana lanti goppa vyakthulani chusi na lanti yuvakulu chala nerchukovali. Kanisam nelaki oka manchi pustakam chadavagalagali.

Chaganti Koteswara Rao garu, "Manchi pustakalu - Manchi nestalu" ane amsam meda matladutu iyana gurinchi teliyajesaru.

Idi ayana gurinchi newspaper lo vachina oka article.

PASSIONATE WRITER: Bulusu Surya Prakasa Sastry

He goes about his task religiously

TENALI (GUNTUR DT.): A man single-handedly looking after the responsibilities of writing, proof-reading and publishing each of his 300 books on religion is no mean task, more so when he had no formal schooling. Meet Bulusu Surya Prakasa Sastry, founder of the Sadhana Grandha Mandali at Tenali in Guntur district.

Ninety-seven-year-old Sastry begins his day at 4 a.m. with Yoga. His frail body is no deterrent to the daily routine of performing `sandhya vandaman' and `devatha archanam' in the morning. Sastry then gets engrossed in his passion -- that of writing, translating and looking after the publishing of his books.

Sastry hails from a little-known village in East Godavari district and had made Tenali his home about 70 years ago. He missed his formal schooling, but had the opportunity to study at the prestigious Maharaja College in Vizianagaram and KVR College in Tenali.

He completed Bhasha Praveena, Ubhaya Bhasha Praveena and Vidwan levels of examinations in Sanskrit. He ran astrology columns in a few newspapers before taking up teaching as a profession. The Andhra University gave him the title `Jyothisya Siromani.' He worked as a teacher at Sanskrit College and High School in Tenali for 33 years. Sastry's pilgrimage to the north of the country gave him the much needed exposure and interest in devotional matters. His visit to Geetha Press Prakashan at Gorakhpur in Uttar Pradesh, publishers on various books on Hinduism at an affordable price inspired him to come out with similar books in Telugu.

One book every month

Thus, he began the Sadhana Grandha Mandali, with an aim to publish at least one book every monthEven today, his books attract many people from across the world. Notable among the books are Sundara Bharata Yatra, Kanchi Paramacharya's teachings and the Telugu translation of `Shankara Grandha Ratnavali' of the Kanchi Shankaracharya, which was reprinted 20 times.

Courtesy: The Hindu news paper, Mar 10, 2006

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One more article:

Sadhana Grantha Mandali

Namamsi!

I want to let you Sanskritists to know about a Sanskrit publisher in Andhra Pradesh. Its called 'Sadhana Grantha Mandali' located in Tenali, Guntur district. A Sanskrit scholar Brahmasri 'Bulusu Surya Prakasa Shastry' has started this Mandali in 1950s, while working as a Sanskrit teacher in the Govt. school in Tenali. But he hails from the costal area of Andhra from where a number of Vedic, Sanskrit scholars were born.

Since its inception, this Mandali is doing yeomen service to the Sanskrit knowing Telugu community by way of publishing all the Shankara Bhagavatpada's works translated in Telugu. They have published almost all of the Stotras of Sri Sankara and many upanishadic works are being translated now. The aim of the Mandali is to publish all of the Sankara's works.

This centenarian, sri Shastriji, tirelessly working for a noble cause for the many decades has carefully replies and acknowledges the queries, requests and himself pack the books to be sent through post. His patience even in his 100s is amazing!! In March 2006 I have visited his house(0ffice) to purchase some books and also found the same enthusiasm and zeal like he might be in his fifties. He has enquired about the benefits of computerizing the Traditional knowledge and information retrieval facilities not so much impressed.

Accompanied by his third son, he has a big list of books to be published seeking contributions/donations from the philonthropists, Sanskrit lovers. His dedication and hard work should be a class to the present Management students. If you become a life member to the Mandali, you are eligible to get all the books so far published and also you can avail a 25% discount on the future publications.

Recently, with the help from the trust's fund, Mandali has been entered in to re-designed house with little more space. All of the contributor's names were written on the front walls of the house. One good thing is that one can become a patron to the Mandali just by paying Rs.116/- also. He can be contacted at-
Sri Bulusu Surya Prakasha Shastry,
Sadhana Grandha Mandali,
Tenali, Guntur (District), A.P, India

Courtesy: http://gairvani.blogspot.com/2006/07/sadhana-grantha-mandali.html

Monday, December 2, 2013

An article about Sri Kompella Janardhana Rao garu

Mahaprasthanam lo Sri Sri garu vadina Kompella Janardhana Rao kosam anna matalu chudagane, asalu evaru iyana? iyana kosam enduku rasaru anna alochana vachi, kuthuhalam tho kontha parisodhana cheyyaga oka chota dorikina article idi.

Read Kompella Janardhana Rao kosam kavita here.

Monday, September 23, 2013

Saturday, September 14, 2013

One of my inspirations... Tanikella Bharani garu

Open heart with RK... ee program lo nenu Bharani gari interview mottamodatisari chusinappati ninchi, nalo unna manishi maratam modalu pettadu...

oka manchi manishi, simple ga unde manishi, dhanam kanna sarasvatham ee mukhyam anukune manishi... oka sadharana madyataragathi manishi, desam patla oka badyata unna manishi, guruvu ni gowravinche manishi... goppa shiva bhaktudu... ila cheppukuntu pothe chala cheppukovachu Bharanigari gurinchi...

Cinemalalo chudatam valla kaadu kani bayata personality chusi ayana abhimani ayipoyanu...

Bharanigari videos lo naku nachina konni videos meetho share cheskovali anipinchi ee post vestunna... meku kuda nachutundhi ani aasistunna...

Tanikella Bharani Excellent Speech for children - must watch... Success vs happiness...



Naalona shivudu kaladu song rendered by Bharani...



Tanikella Bharani's interview with Swamiji



25 years of Bharani... Bharani pandaga... indulo ayana speech(in part 3) amogham...







Mithunam movie...



Last but not the least... my favorite - Tanikella Bharani Open heart with RK



Friday, September 13, 2013

Dokka Seethamma Aqueduct cries for attention

Guruvugaru Sri Chaganti Koteswara Raogaru, Lakshyasiddi ane amsam meda chesina prasangam lo vinna taruvatha, asalu ee Dokka Seetammagaru evaru anna curiosity vachi, koncham research chesa. Aa research lo bhagam ga nenu pattukunna articles ivi.

I want to find the original picture of Mrs. Dokka Seetamma garu. I will definitely update the post once I find it.

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NO HEADWAY: Dokka Seethama bust size statue at the entrance of P. Gannavaram Aqueduct named after her in the year 2000.


Sir Arthur Cotton planned the aqueduct at P. Gannavaram to cater the needs of farmers in Konaseema area while he was constructing barrage at Dowleswaram..

P. Gannavaram aqueduct was first constructed in 1859. Later, a new aqueduct cum road bridge was constructed across the river Vynateya near Gannavaram , to facilitate crossing of Gannavaram Canal and also to irrigate an ayacut of 45,000 acres in Nagaram islandin the year 2000. Former Lok Sabha Speaker Balayogi was instrumental in construction of the new aqueduct. The then Minister for Major Irrigation Mandava Venkateswara Rao opened this on July 22, 2000 and named the aqueduct after Dokka Seethamma.

Former Chief Minister, N. Chandrababu Naidu, then promised to make the old Gannavaram bridge along with Dokka Seethamma Aqueduct as a tourist spot. However, the promise remained only on paper for the last one decade.

On the other side of Vynateya river, there is another Gannavaram which is locally called Lankala Gannavaram and one can reach there only by country boat. Several films were shot in two Gannavarams. Yannabattula Venkateswara Rao, sarpanch of Lankala Gannavaram, said “the promise of making the aqueduct as a tourist spot has been in cold storage. We represented this along with Patha (old) Gannavaram sarpanch to our MLA Pamula Rajeswari Devi and MP G.V. Harsha Kumar several times but to no avail”.

Referring to Dokka Seethamma, P. Gannavaram Sarpanch Yedlapalli Veeravenkata Satyanarayana said Seethamma was popular as Annapoorna as she used to provide food to the poor and needy in the area when Sir Arthur Cotton was constructing the barrage and aqueduct. She had even provided traditional food to one of the British Collectors who was suffering from fever. Recognising her charity John Edward extended invitation to Seethamamma for his installation ceremony in London. Seethamma had rejected the invitation..

However, her photo was kept in a chair during the ceremony and respects were paid to her then.

Balayogi, who had seen photograph of Seethamma in London museum, proposed to name the Gannavaram Aqueduct after her.

Credits: Written by B.V.S. BHASKAR, from the Hindu paper.

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SMT. DOKKA SEETHAMMA - A PRE FACE

Smt. Dokka Sithamma lived in a remote village Lankala Gannavaram on the banks of holy river the Godavari in Andhra Pradesh, between 1841-1909, and set her name assynonymous with ANNADANAM, feeding the people in need with kindness¶ and hospitality. During the days when there was no media, even the culture of news paper reading was not, developed, her name in charity and hospitality crossed not only the states in India, but the boundaries of the continent. Her photograph was inaugurated in the main hall of the Royal Palace of London by the then Ruler, King Edward VII on 01.01.1903. The photograph installed in 1903 was witnessed by the then Hon. Speaker of our Lok Sabha, Sri GMC Balayogi in the year 2000 when he had visited the palace in London. In telugu written by some writers apart from the Bhupathi Narayana Murthy, are also written some books on her.

During the pre-independence days, an aqueduct was constructed on the River Godavari between Delta Gannavaram and Lankala Gannavaram. Since it became very old, in the year 2000 the State Government of Andhra Pradesh constructed a new aqueduct by theside of the old one. The then Chief Minister of Andhra Pradesh Sri N. Chandra Babu Naidu had opened the same in the year 2000 and named it as Dokka Sithamma Aqueduct and her bronze statue was installed on the same, and affirmed the gratitude of the Andhra people towards Smt. Sithamma. Our eldest brother Sri Mirthipati Narayana had published a book on Smt Dokka Sithamma and the river Godavari explaining why the newly constructed Aqueduct should be named after Smt. Sithammaand met the then Hon. Chief Minister of Andhra Pradesh Sri N. Chandra Babu Naiduand the then Hon. Speaker of Loksabha Sri GMC Balayogi and the other relevant Leaders and dignities, and requested to name the aqueduct after Smt. Sithamma. The people in Konaseema will never forget the efforts of my brother Sri. M. Narayana for getting the aqueduct named after Smt. Sithamma. It is our blessed privilege, we were borne and brought up in Lankala Gannavaram, theholy place where Smt. Dokka Sithamma lived for nearly 60 years, and our house is just beside Her house.

In 1996, Doordarsan telecasted a serial on the life history of Smt. Sithamma. Famous TV (DD) serial Sri Maryadaramanna fame Sri Jayanthi Bhavani Sankaram played Sri Joganna role. The DD crew in all respects to complete their shooting works in our and the surrounding villages.

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Update - 10/5/2013(thanks to Ravi Teja):

Here is the original photo of Smt. Dokka Seethamma garu:

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Update - 4/21/2014(thanks to Teja Venkat):

'The Guest Is God': The Hospitality of a Hindu Saint

The story of a holy woman who sacrificed her life's dream--and her dying wish--in order to serve the poor.

Considered a saint during her own life, Dokka Sitamma (1841-1909 C.E.) spent years feeding the poor and sick in her Indian village. After her death, the holy woman was lauded throughout India as "Apara Annapurna"- an incarnation of the goddess Annapurna.

Excerpted from Wisdom's Blossoms: Tales of the Saints of India with permission of Shambhala Publications.

Everyone in Andhra Pradesh knew Dokka Sitamma, and everyone had an opinion about the elderly widow.

To the superstitious, Sitamma was an omen of bad luck because she, like all widows, was responsible for the death of her husband. To those blinded by caste and custom, she was an impudent old woman for refusing to remain confined to her house as a Brahmin widow should. But to the destitute and the devout, Sitamma was mercy personified, for she unfailingly fed the hungry.

With no children of her own to care for, and a heart overflowing with motherly love, Sitamma adopted the poor as her sons and daughters. "This illiterate moron is doing great harm by inviting those of a lower station into her home," sniffed the orthodox Brahmins, and when their condemnation failed to deter her, they took to humiliating her. Though the calumnies and threats and loneliness stung her, in the end they were little to one whose heart sung of compassion and love.

"Come in! Come in! I have just finished cooking and was hoping that you would join me for dinner tonight." Sitamma would quickly say this to those who came to her in need, thus sparing them the humiliation of having to beg for food.

Because of the chicanery of some unscrupulous neighbors who despised her ministry and prized her fertile fields, she found her large holdings reduced year after year until she was left with a small plot of land. A famine came and still Sitamma never turned away those in need, somehow managing to make her shrinking supplies feed a growing stream of hungry souls. And even when she had little to eat, she remained grateful for the opportunity to serve, for it gave her joy and feeding the poor was her chosen path to salvation.

One night after working in the kitchen for many hours, Sitamma thought: `I have served four decades and now my body has become worn out. I am nearing the end of my life. It is time for me to go to Varanasi. There I may pass away in peace with the Lord's name on my lips.'

For the last few years, Sitamma had dreamed of going to the holy city, for to die there was to be assured of liberation. Every time she set out, however, a desperate arrival or a traveling pilgrim prevented her from leaving. So she would return to her cooking and chanting, putting aside the only desire she had for herself, a desire that daily grew more powerful. But tonight she knew that the hours of her life were few and that only a handful of tomorrows remained.

When morning came, Sitamma gave away her last few possessions so as to bring her charitable works to a close. She hired a bullock cart for the first leg of her journey and set out for Varanasi. Though every rut and rock in the road jarred her old bones, and the sun was unmercifully hot, Sitamma was filled with a happiness that increased with each passing mile, for every turn of the bullock carts' wheels brought her nearer to the end of her earthly sojourn.

At eventide, Sitamma and the bullock-cart driver took shelter in a free roadside inn for traveling pilgrims. The hard day of travel weighed on her and she wearily lay down on a bed of rags. As she began to fall asleep, she was awakened by the cries of young children in the next room.

"I know that you haven't eaten today, but we don't have any food to give you, my love," she heard a father's voice consoling his daughter.
"Can't you ask for some? I'm hungry and my stomach hurts."
"It's not fit for us to beg. It would be better to starve. But don't worry. Tomorrow we will go to the home of Sitamma. She never sends away those who are hungry."
"Why is Sitamma the only one we can ask?"
"Because she treats her guests with respect and never expects anything in return for her charity."
Once the family had fallen asleep, Sitamma began to stir. "Get up, get up!" she whispered to the snoring cart driver. "We must leave right away!"
"What is the rush? If you have waited for 40 years to go Varanasi, you can surely wait one more day," the driver sleepily said. "We can't travel at night anyway. The road is filled with bandits and wild animals."
"I cannot wait." Sitamma firmly replied.
"Grandmother, do you want to die in a ditch tonight or die in Varanasi in a week?"
"Get up this instant! I have paid you to drive me and we are leaving!" And with that, the two travelers stole into the night.
With the first rays of dawn, the starving family awoke and set out eagerly in the direction of Sitamma's village, unaware that the one they were looking for had been lying but a few feet away.
The family traveled the same rough and wild road as Sitamma, the whole way the children crying from hunger, their mother and father struggling to soothe them despite their own wretched condition. By evening they reached Sitamma's village and after a few inquiries found the dirt path that led to her home.
Seeing the darkened little house, the father despaired: `Is that a candle light in the window or is it the reflection of the moon? Do I hear the clanging of a pot or is that the sound of a cowbell?'
The mother feared, `She's not home. If she is, will she receive us? Have we come all this way for my children to die of hunger.'
Before the father could knock on the door and end the family's suspense, it swung open. The fragrant smell of dal and rice greeted them.
"Come in! Come in! I have just finished cooking and was hoping that you would join me tonight," Sitamma cheerfully said.
If they had not tried to conceal their tears of gratitude, the family might have observed that Sitamma's sari was frayed and sullied from the dust of the road. If they were not so fatigued, the family might have noticed that Sitamma was trembling with exhaustion from having spent the night being bounced and bruised in the bullock cart and then having to cook this meal. If they were not so hungry, the family might have seen that Sitamma's cupboard and garden were bare, and that she had taken the shame of begging upon herself from her neighbors so that they could eat.

Sitamma did not die in Varanasi. It was reported, however, that upon her death, a great light burst forth from the roof of her house and shot up into the heavens.

Courtesy: http://www.beliefnet.com/Faiths/Hinduism/2000/03/The-Guest-Is-God-The-Hospitality-Of-A-Hindu-Saint.aspx