The above song is very favorite to maa ayyagaru.
During 1970s, my holy mother started 'Valmiki Ramayana parayana sapthaham' every week. Every week, she used to start the parayanam on sunday morning, and used to finish by following Saturday morning.
she has completed 108 parayanams like that.
On saturday morning, she used to perform the 'Rama pattabhisheka sarga' followed by day - long puja and rendering devotional songs.
Our neighbors and friendz (nearly 50 numbers) used to come to our home (by 9,30a.m itself)with flowers, fruits and TULASI garlands for decorating the big SEETARAMA PATTABHISHEKAM foto and Lord Venkateswara-Sri Padmavathi fotos and other idols in Puja Room. Some used to help my mother in preparation of prasadams like vaishnava pulihora,dadhyojanam etc for distribution among the devotees after Seetha Rama Pattabhishekam.
After the rendition of the above sargas, there used to be the time of devotional songs in group.
To tell u the fact, those r the moments we r still living in.
Those r the moments, we still adore.
Those r the moments we still want to repeat.
After rendering devotional songs of Thyagaraja, Purandaradasa, Kanakadasa etc.. we were singing the devotional songs written by my revered parents too.
In that session, the above song was the winding up song 'cause the above song is written by my mother on the 'SARANAGATHI' bhava like 'Bhrutyasya bhrutya paricharaka bhrutya bhrutya' rendered in Mukundamala stotram of Kulasekharalwar.
After this song, mangalaharathi and prasada vitharanam, we all used to go to 'Devuni kadapa' by walk for the darshan of Venkateswara swamy.
Those were our days of 'LIFE'.
Those were the days of 'Devotion'.
Those were the days of 'Obedience'.
We used to experience our lives completely different from others, which start and end with struggle for existence like food, enjoyment and sleep.
Though we were having friendz in higher classes and higher middle classes, we never experienced any lapse of luxury or dis-comfort in our daily lives.
Being in a family of a lower middle class,We never compared our selves with others and felt bad about our social status.Our only strength was 'our parents'.
Puttaparthivaru was a school teacher of 500Rs salary in 1960s.
Till 1970s, 1000Rs. was his salary.
During sanmanams, a meager amount like 118/- was the amount that was being presented to him.
Hardly 4 or 5 sanmanams in a year.
But, no regrets.
I still don't understand, how my holy mother was managing the house.
She was a house wife, a 'Swadheena pathika', a scribe in my father's works, a tailor of her children's cloths, a lyricist, a poetess and a devotee too.
I still don't understand, why people still remember her as 'their own mother' who used to do prayers for their hard days too.
That's why she has become 'HOLY MOTHER' to all of us.
When she passed away due to 'Brain Heme-rage' in 1983, maa ayyagaru too wept like a child.
He wanted us to sing the above song on 12th day after all the rituals and wept as if he has lost his own 'MOTHER' for the 2nd time in his life.
This long story in behind the above song.
so, friendz..pl. listen to this song with SARANAGATHI bhava and experience the inner feel........
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