Stepping Beyond the Quarter-Century-Happy 26th Vishnu

Happy 26th Birthday, Vishnu! It feels like just yesterday I was carrying a loud bundle of joy outside Agadi Hospital. Now, you’ve officially graduated from the Quarter-Century Club to what I like to call the Level 26 Boss stage. Here is my wish to celebrate the man you’ve become.

Once upon a Time

They say time flies, but in our house, it’s soared at supersonic speeds. One moment I’m dodging your jealous jabs at Didi, and the next, I’m watching you navigate airports and international universities with the poise of a seasoned diplomat. And just like that, the Quarter-Century Club which felt soooooo…. last year and today, you hit 26—a number that feels solid, grounded, and full of new momentum.

Looking back at the digital trail of wishes I’ve left for you over the years, it’s like watching a high-definition timelapse of a life well-lived. From the 15-year-old Amazing Young Gentleman that I wrote about in the past to the Coolest 20-year-old navigating the start of a new decade, and finally to last year’s 25 year milestone—every year has added a new layer to the man you’ve become.

I still chuckle thinking about the Honda Makiva blabber or the way you’d set expectations so low before an exam, only to end up scoring pretty good. With benefit of hindsight, it was your legendary academic strategy. Most kids brag about how much they’ve studied; you had the uncanny ability to convince us you’d flunk, only to end up quite on top. I’m still waiting to hear if that teacher who promised to jump off the terrace if you scored the highest actually survived your results! From those shockingly pleasant scores to seeing your picture on the University BEST board, you’ve always kept us on our toes, cheering you all the way.

A moment we always would Cherish: No ordinary feat.

Whether it’s teaching yourself the guitar (and being quite good at it, even if you aren’t Jimi Hendrix just yet!) or being humble to a fault by refusing to sign consent for your own promo photos—you’ve always had a level head on those broad gym-going shoulders. This humility (except what I am mentioning in the next line, Bro) though sometimes bordering on a fault is what makes you, YOU. You’ve gone from Bro (as you so proudly call me once saying I will be taller than you) to a man who stands shoulder-to-shoulder with his Dad.

Jokes aside, home feels a little too quiet without you. When you first packed your bags to go abroad for your studies, it felt like the heart of the home had checked in for a long-haul flight. I remember Gurudev once saying, “Let him go, he will do well, and while my head knew he was right, my heart was screaming No!”

Unforgettable Day – 2018

Waving goodbye at the airport terminal was the moment it truly hit me: the little boy who once cried after watching Taare Zameen Par was now a young man out to conquer the world. Every time you leave after a holiday, technology tries to bridge the gap, but no video call can replace having you around in flesh and blood.

It is already feels so long

As a Dad, I miss our short evening chats and the drive in the campus, the random banter, and yes, even the way you’d take me on a guilt trip just to get a trip to the beach (in Chennai).

At 26, you are no longer in need of my unwarranted advice. You’ve navigated challenges with grace, returned to your roots when the Motherland and Mother called, and showed us that generosity isn’t about age—it’s about the heart. As you celebrate the day, my prayer remains the same:

Stay rooted. In a world of constant noise, keep that Himalayan patience (perhaps inherited from Amma) and that generous heart that once gave away a half-eaten chocolate to a stranger at the gate.

May the Grace of the Divine and the blessings of Pujya Gurudev Sri Sri Ravi Shankar ji always light your path. Keep chasing those dreams, but don’t forget to enjoy the evening walks and the simple joys along the way.

Happy Birthday, Bro! We are incredibly proud of the gentleman you are.

Love you loads,

From all of us

66 Climbs, One Destination : Finding Freedom in the Forest

This article is purely my reflection of the deep spiritual journey and the paradox of finding freedom through the fire of discipline. As they say, any spiritual pursuit is very personal and experiential. No words or experience is standard, and the unexpected experiences are almost often most rewarding, this I say with benefit of hindsight. Not expecting anything, performing a pilgrimage for the sake of it, not even yearning for a Darshan or ascension of 18th Holy steps is a state that attracts abundance of blessings from Him. Simply treat it as a journey of a jigyasu’s soul that seeks to find its home.

65th Pilgrimage – June 2025
64th Pilgrimage (February 2025)

To complete 66 pilgrimages is no ordinary feat for an ordinary mortal like me. For us it is an abundance of compassionate blessings from Him, carved into the hills where Ultimate devotee of Shri Rama, Shabari sought and found her Beloved. In the tradition of Sabarimala, 18th, 36th, and 54th pilgrimages are milestones, actually the years following the numbers – 19, 37 & 55 is significant as we go again as a Kanni Swami (First-timer) on these pilgrimages. Kanni Swami is bringing every pilgrim down to earth, on to the first step from the 18th. In my initial pilgrimages, much before the Patinettampadi was plated, pilgrims break coconuts on the step corresponding to their number of pilgrimages – 1st timer on the 1st, 2nd timer on the 2nd and so on. After the 18th rebooting the pilgrimage and breaking the coconut on the 1st during 19th Pilgrimage as Kanni Swami is to help us shed any ego that set in us.

Patinettam Thirupadi (18 Holy Steps)

There is a strange, divine gravity at Sabarimala. Every time I stand before the Patinettampadi (the 18 holy steps), I feel I am seeing them for the first time, yet I have been coming home for 66 time.  The word Tatvamasi (written as Thathwamasi on the facade of the Sannidhanam) is the final destination of the Vratam. I say this with utmost sincerity, It isn’t just a sign; it is a spiritual mirror. I am sure every pilgrim feels the same. Literally, it is yelling at the pilgrim “The One you have been searching for in the forest, across the rivers, and up the 18 steps is actually YOU.”  (Tat: That (the Supreme Reality); Tvam: You (the Individual); Asi: Are which means Thou Art That”) For the curious, Tatvamasi is one of the four Mahavakyas (Great Utterances) from the Upanishads.

Tatvamasi

Transcribed this talk from a commentary on this Mahavakya Tatvamasi by a former Melsanti of Sabarimala Shri Dharma Shasta Temple – Bramhashri Jayaraman Potti

Think of the universe as a vast, shimmering ocean and yourself as a single, tiny wave dancing on its surface. For most of your life, you’ve likely defined yourself by the height of that wave, its speed, or how close it is to the shore. You feel separate, small, and perhaps a little afraid of the moment the wave hits the sand and disappears. But Tatvamasi is the ancient voice of wisdom whispering a radical truth: you aren’t the wave; you are the water.

In the simplest English, Tatvamasi translates to “Thou Art That” It is a grand identity statement that strips away your name, your job, your bank balance, and even your physical body to reveal a deeper reality. The “That” refers to the infinite, the spark of life that powers the stars and keeps the planets in orbit. The “Thou” is you—the silent observer behind your eyes. The “Art” is the bridge, the cosmic “equals” sign that says there is no difference between the two.

Imagine a gold necklace, a gold ring, and a gold bangle. To the casual observer, they are three different things with different prices and shapes. But to the goldsmith, they are all just gold. The shape is temporary, but the substance is eternal. Tatvamasi suggests that while our shapes, our personalities and bodies, look different, the substance we are made of is the exact same universal consciousness.

People often ask, “Why go back so many times for a 15-20 second Darshan?” They don’t realize that those few seconds are the spark, but the 41-day Vratam is the fuel. Contrary to what people generally have come to believe, the 41-day (called a Mandala) Vratam (Penance) is not a period of restriction; it is a period of unburdening. Wearing the Black itself is a huge burden off the head. While we otherwise live to the world’s requirement of etiquette, dress and behaviour by wearing black, I shed the ego of style and status. We become invisible to the world (and vice versa) and visible only to the Divine – a one-to-one conversation.

Walking without footwear isn’t about physical pain; I attribute my perfect health with absolutely no prescription life (like Diet or Exercise etc) to this bare foot trek. Unknowingly, a acupressure working its magic on me. It’s also about staying grounded and feeling the pulse of the Earth—the same Earth 12-year-old Manikanta walked upon. Can there be a better incentive than this for a pilgrimage. Walk with me and you will realise what I am trying to say.

The Sattvic Life & Brahmacharya is not about sacrifice. When we control what we eat, say, and think, we realize we aren’t slaves to our impulses. The Vratam is a “mental detox.” It sharpens the mind so that when you finally stand at the Sannidhanam, your soul is clear enough to reflect the light of the Shri Dharma Shasta.

My 1st Guruswami, my Father initiated us, 4 brothers into this Pilgrimage when I was in Class 2. When we brothers got used to luxuries like inability to sleep on mat when we attended a wedding, or walking without footwear etc very early in our lives, he made us realise that is not a luxury, it is bondage and the only way he thought we could learn was experiencing it. When Sabarimala was not as developed as today and with no accommodation in Sannidhanam, the arduous bare-foot trek made us feel that the floor on which we laid down (Viri) was better and luxurious that the Foam Bed that we could not sleep without. We often think discipline is a cage. Sabarimala pilgrimages taught me that it is actually the key. When I follow the strict rules of the pilgrimage, I am no longer worried about my cravings or my social standing. I am free from the “Self” (the Aham). This discipline doesn’t stifle me; it protects me from the chaos of the outside world.

Just a Break on the most luxurious Seat
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In the forest, under the weight of the Irumudi, I am not a Corporate Executive, a father, or a citizen. I am simply “Swami.” There is no greater freedom than losing your identity in the chant of “Swamiye Saranam Ayyappa.” This is the reason why every pilgrim at Sabarimala—regardless of their job, wealth, or age—is called “Swami.” When you wear the Mala, the world stops seeing you as an individual and starts seeing you as a manifestation of the Lord. By calling every other pilgrim “Swami,” you are practicing Tatvamasi—recognizing the divine spark in every person you meet on the trek. When you reach the Sannidhanam and read “Tatvamasi,” it is a reminder that once the ego is dropped, only the Divine remains.

The Luxurious Throne

A quick Darshan is a divine tease. It’s like a single drop of nectar that makes you crave the whole bottle. At 66th pilgrimage, the trek isn’t get easier, but I can vouch that my heart gets lighter. I return every year because, in those brief seconds before His Murti, time stops. The exhaustion of the trek, the sweat, and the 41 days of penance all vanish, making me feel it was fictitious in the first place. I come back again & again simply to experience the high of freedom of being His.

PS: It will be unfair if I don’t acknowledge our Pilgrim Gang – about 25 of them are common in all pilgrimages. They make the entire process from Vratam to Irumudi to Pilgrimage a Wonderful Experience. Thank you Swamis, Malikappurams, Manikantas

Connection Over Calculations : The Arjuna Way

In the land of Kurukshetra it was war time between 2 armies of cousins (Kauravas & Pandavas). They were vying for control of Hastinapur. While both sides were very powerful and fearless, the difference was that the Kauravas were very arrogant while the Pandavas were very humble and positive. During those times, it was normal for warring parties to seek alliance alliance with other powerful kings and kingdoms to help in the war. Both Duryodhana and Arjuna arrived in Dwarka at the same time to ask for Krishna’s support in the upcoming war. Krishna was asleep.

Krishna’s offer to Arjuna was “I will provide my great courageous army (Narayani Sena) to one of you and my guidance and moral support to another one. As I will not take part in the war myself. Arjuna as you are the younger one & as I saw you first, “I will let you choose first. Tell me which one would you like from me.” Duryodhana was very scared that Arjuna would choose the great army and win the war. But surprisingly, Arjuna chose Krishna’s guidance and moral support without hesitation. Duryodhana was full of joy and chose the Narayani Sena as help from Krishna. Foolish Duryodhana didn’t even think that without Krishna the Narayani Sena was merely an army and chose it. While the smart Arjuna knew that with Krishna’s guidance his victory was confirmed.

Since Duryodhana viewed Krishna as a military asset. He wanted the Narayani Sena (the massive army). By sitting at the head, he focused on status and his own needs. He didn’t want the person; he wanted the product. He treated the King of Dwarka like a vendor and that is exactly what he got.

Duryodhana Arrives First & Towers over Krishna at His head
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Contrast this with what Arjuna did who arrived later and sat humbly at Krishna’s feet. When Krishna woke up, his eyes fell on Arjuna first. Arjuna wasn’t there to deal; he was there to seek guidance and strength from someone he loved and respected. Arjuna chose a single, unarmed Krishna over a million soldiers. He chose the relationship over the transaction.

Krishna opens His eyes and sees Arjuna at this feet first
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Because Duryodhana was transactional, he left with exactly what he asked for—the army. But he missed the “Soul” of the victory. Arjuna, by choosing the relationship, gained the Bhagavad Gita and a guide who ensured his ultimate success. Duryodhana got the stuff but lost the war. Arjuna got the person and won everything.

When you deal with others with a “What can I get?” attitude (the head), you might get the favor, but you lose the ally. When you approach with “How can we connect?” (the feet), you gain the wisdom and support that money or power can’t buy.

A relationship be it Personal or Professional, is an exchange of energy, not just of information. When you treat it like a transaction, you strip away the humanity and turn a connection into a calculation. This mindset is a sureshot prescription for failure and consequently leaves behind huge damage many time irreparable.

In a transaction, you give ₹X to get Y. It is closed-ended and selfish. A true relationship is generative. It creates new ideas, builds trust, and fosters empathy—things that don’t have a fixed “price tag.” As the old saying in India goes, When you stop counting what you get back, you open the door to genuine insight and long-term loyalty.

If people feel you only talk to them when you need something, they stop listening. You become a user and not a partner. We know what happened when a colleague who messages you only when he needs a favor, never once asking how your weekend was or how a difficult project ended. Eventually, you start ignoring their pings. Trust dies over a period of time in such cases.

Transactions have narrow goals. If you only talk to people “useful” to your current goal, you miss out on the unexpected brilliance of diverse perspectives. At a networking event if you only speak to CEOs, you may end up losing the quiet person in the corner who happens to be a brilliant consultant or someone who could have become a lifelong friend. This is the cost of leaving no chance for serendeptiy.

Lastly, treating every interaction as a deal is exhausting. It turns your social life into a spreadsheet. You lose the joy of simply being heard and understood. When a salesperson treats a client purely as a commission check, client starts feeling the pressure, senses the lack of care, and eventually switches to a competitor who actually remembers their name.