SAMBHAVĀMI YUGE YUGE ... 1

SAMBHAVĀMI YUGE YUGE ... 1

Man is slave to circumstance. The free man is rare. And yet how passionately the slave clings to its chains in the name of personal rights! 

The dust of desire has clouded vision. Love of the little has so settled in that the universal has been obliterated from sight. Insight is missing as a feast of the eyes in objects sensuous has assumed omnipresence with a misguided mind making its myriad mischiefs staple to his crass consumption. 

Man professes love but it is all trade in the senses. Located in the lowest three centres of consciousness, what does he know of love? Love corrupted, light dimmed, desires darkening life's discourse, whither moveth man but to a blind destruction? 

But the Lord is merciful. He descends from time to time whenever the load of life becomes unbearable and a piteous cry goes out from the heart of man, "O Lord, save us!" The Lord listens to the passionate pleas of the pious and assumes earthly form to sport and deliver. 

Such an hour has come again when He must reappear amongst us to deliver us from destruction, to destroy the evil-minded, to protect the pious and to reestablish righteousness that is nowhere to be seen today. He is the embodiment of the Sanātan Dharma and He shall set the Yugadharmachakra in motion once more to the life and light of all.

Written by Sugata Bose