Itni Khushi kabhi pehle nahi mili…
Jai Siya Ram!!!
Today marks a day of unparalleled joy, a celebration that feels like a culmination of a lifetime of anticipation. I waited my whole life for this day. I am so happy that I want to shout from the rooftops, sing, dance, and wander the streets of Ayodhya today.
Here is one of the videos of me singing Ram Bhajan on this occasion https://youtu.be/c8VqPy11PbY
Ram Lala has rightfully taken his place in the newly built grandeur Ram temple in Ayodhya, India. This is the truest form of Diwali as Ram returns after a long period. In Treta Yug, his exile lasted only 14 years, but in Kalyug, we kept Ram in exile for 500 years. How many generations have waited to see this day today? We are so blessed to see this auspicious occasion in our lifetime and be able to feel this blessed moment in our hearts.
I had the privilege of visiting Ayodhya 14 years ago. I explored Dashrath Bhavan, Kaushalya Ji’s place, Hanuman Garhi, and more, but there was no sign of a temple for Ram. Barricades and armed forces dominated the scene. Moving forward, I saw a small tent from a distance on what seemed like a construction site. Police officers guided us, indicating that this makeshift tent temple is where we should pray. In that tent, my baby Ram sat in harsh weather.
At that time, I didn’t feel devotion; instead, I felt guilt seeing my Ram in a tent under such conditions. Today, that feeling has dissolved into tears of joy. I am blessed to witness this day.
This day hasn’t come easy. It follows numerous sacrifices, including unnamed individuals and many in their prime youth. Saints and devotees, never expecting to be killed by their own people in their own country, sacrificed their lives.
This struggle went on for years but I specifically remember the time around 6th December 1992. There was a curfew everywhere after Shaurya Divas and I remember when a few people joined at our place and we watched an unedited video recording of how those events unfolded. Hundreds and thousands of Karya Sevaks beaten up and many of them were shot at; most of them were unarmed and with folded hands praying and taking the name of Bhagvaan Ram with their last breath. To see those dead bodies floating in river Sarayu, filled with youth of India and Mulayam’s goons in police derogating their corpses. To see the Saadhvi and Saints beaten up by police with their lathis, seeing the marks of this beating on their body and the shame it brought to us to see them treated this way in independent India. Shameful!!
All this struggle and sacrifice have led to today’s celebration. As you celebrate Diwali, please light a Diya in memory of those who lost their lives, enabling us to witness this joyous day.
Ram as a Suryavanshi is not only a Bhagavan to me but also my ancestor my father. Seeing Ram Lala in the temple today felt like I was seeing my parampita my father in her baby form. The love it emanates is unimaginable and cannot be expressed in words.
Ram Rajya, the dreams of many Bhartiya have come true today. I congratulate all of you as this year, we are fortunate to celebrate not just one but two Diwalis with our beloved Ram Lala.
As we revel in the joy of this momentous occasion, let us cherish the significance of this day and the unity it brings to our diverse and culturally rich nation. Jai Siya Ram!
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