Hindu Gods are simple-hearted, loving Paramaatman, who appear in different forms to different devotees as per a devotee’s wish. They don’t frighten their devotees with angry threats. They giveunconditional love to anyone who comes to them, from whichever path they come. They are neither confused nor upset if we call our Paramaatman, the Supreme Being as Mother, Father, Brother, Friend or even Lover. According to sources, they are a little confused these days.

Bhagwan Vishnu called the universal roving confidant, Narad, who always has some breaking news or the other one day, and asked him, “O, Narad! I and my various incarnations are a little confused. I am watching some visitors who never visit me in temples in front of me. Nowadays, they are visiting my temples every 5-6 months. Why, dear Narad? What is their compulsion? I never bothered them? I wish them well anyways.”

Narad, smiled and spoke, “Prabhu, those whom you are seeing suddenly are politicians of Bharat.There are too many elections in your chosen punyabhoomi, Bharat. Every 5-6 months there are elections. Earlier these people could simply tinkle the bell in their home temples and then visit mosques and churches for votes. They used to even abuse your devotees as orthodox, hateful and violent for no fault of Hindus. But, there has arisen a karma yogi called Narendra Modi. He comes from a group of devotees who worship you as Bharat Mata. This group is called Sanghis by its haters but I find them dedicated to serve their motherland whom they treat as Durga’s own incarnation. He has upset their well settled practices. This is why you find these rarely seen human beings at your doors.”

The Omniscient, still puzzled by his own children who were always upto some pranks in trying to show themselves bigger than him, asked, “How could my one karma yogi, change the behaviour of so many politicians, Narad? I find some who abuse my one avatar but worship the other. That’s not what my Rishis told them. I find some atheists who for years have abused me, suddenly appearing at my doors.

They come from Bengal, from Andhra Pradesh, from my lovely abodes, Tamil Nadu and Kerala. I was a bit perplexed when I saw a person who tells people that Murugan is fine, but his younger brother Ganesh is not ok. A couple of persons with Red glasses, who are full of hate for me, are also making rounds.”

Narad indulged in some banter with his Swamin. He said, “Prabhu, you know everything.But you are having some fun at the cost of these poor souls. You know, your sons who call your dear Bharat bhoomi as mother and dedicate their lives to serve her and her children, have changed the atmosphere of Bharat totally with their tapasya of nearly 100 years. One of them, Narendra, after he became the Rashtra Sevak, or the Prime Minister, has charged your devotees with Bharat bhakti. With your blessings, the Ram Mandir is about to come up. He himself worships you openly which never happened since the British left Bharat. Young people too have suddenly become curious about history and dharma.

This has upset the game of Red, Green and White shirt wearing souls. I saw some people in your dear region of Tamil Nadu wearing black shirts visiting your temples. Aren’t they the people who abused you with chappals and abuses? This is, truly, confusing us simple bhakts.”

Bhagwan Vishnu almost laughed, adding, “Dear Narad, I was really amused when a young boy wearingjaneu on his coat claimed to be Brahmin! Then, there was his sister visiting temples but criticising my bhakt Narendra. Most funny was an effort by a Bengali mahila, trying to create divisions between me and Durga. My nature is to forgive people easily. But, how can I bless these seasonal visitors who otherwise abuse me and my bhakts? My bhakts must be really confused just as Shiv jiis. I think, you willhave to go to bhoolok and visit Bharat. You need to tell my people, not to be confused by these politicians’ games. Those who worship me truly, come to me. Those who worship me for fooling mydevotees to gain political crown will not come to me. They may end up as per their nature as various demons. Tell the clever politicians to change their ways and serve my people honestly.”

 

Hearing this, Narad, who always enjoys wandering and loves to visit Mother Earth, turned pale. Narayan… Narayan… Prabhu what is this punishment? I have done no wrong. I can advise the simple people of Bharat who love you. But, how can I advise these clever politicians? I don’t wish to suffer the ignominy of being treated with disrespect!” Hearing this, the ever kind Prabhu told Narad, “Ok, dear Narad, I won’t trouble you. I think, my true bhakts are capable of teaching this lesson to my fake bhakts.”