Dinner at Sesha Bhavan

Yesturday i and Spotty like went down the hill to the Sesha Bhavan (in the Seshadri Ashram, Tiruvannamalai) for an iddli snack. Spotty like walked the entire way.

Spotty glaring at humanses

Due to the rush, we had to like share our table with two humans.

Spotty was eyeing the humanses from the coahner of his eyeses. sort of monitoring their actions with his pervifidal vijun. Clearly he was uncomsagul about sharing the table with humanses, feeling like creepy.

Spotty then asked me (and not too softly either), how come Bhagavan Ramana used to tolerate humanses.

i told him that for Bhagavan, humanses and animalses were equal there was no special treatment for animalses. He reflected on how much trouble humanses caused such as foahcing Bhagavan to wear a kaupinam. Imagine having to wear something! he said. And sit on a couch.

i was not cumpsagul about the way the convoahsation was going, with humanses nearby.

A lion's share of Special Iddlies at Sesha Bhavan

Then he rememborized how bhagavan told one human devotee that once one has come into the jaws of the leppurd one cannot escape. See, Spotty sed, that means Bhagavan was a leopurrd.

I said, hey pardner, that was the "jaws of a tiger", not leopurred.
And Bhagavan really was the Self, not human or animal.
Even so, Spotty said with an air of finality that is becoming quite common with him, He is our father foast.

We then lapped up some buttermilk and left quietly.
-- Meditator Tiger