Jai Sriman Narayana !!
One day Tulsi Bai was feeding her child, realized that Hari was reluctant to have anything on his mouth in the absence of ghee on it. Though she tried to feed him with her usual stories and all, it was all ended in vain. She informed her husband to take care of the child who was engaged in thumping and throbbing clay in front of their house. She left to market to get some ghee leaving behind Hari with the custody of her husband.
All of a sudden, the sky darkened with thick clouds, birds started to flee to their nest with vulnerable chirping noises. The abrupt change in the climate made Hari more excited. He crawled towards to his father who was still throbbing clay. The dark clouds and the serenity of the atmosphere dragged Goroba into a different world. The color of the clouds reminded him Vithoba, the tranquility of the atmosphere taken him back into an entirely different world of Vithoba. He could feel the presence of Vithoba in everywhere and in everything; He was completely magnetized by the presence of Him. As soon as he transcend to a state where he could visualize only his Lord Vithoba all over the place, the little child Hari was crawling through the feet of his father pounding on the clay. Soon the rain was started to pouring down heavily with thunder and lightning. Little Hari was frightened and moved beneath his father’s feet for help. Goroba was thrilled at the presence of His Lord, throbbing on the clay, jumping enthusiastically raising hands on the sky and singing loudly “Vittal, Vittal, Vittal”, poor Goroba did not realized the fact that he was pounding on his own child along with the raw black clay. He continued to do so in a state of ecstasy – A true spiritual union with the Lord Vithoba without knowing the fact that he was throbbing on the clay all along with his one and only lovely child.
Jai Sriman Narayana !!
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