In Madurai, the public programme was held just near the center of the city, on the grounds of a Medical Society. Thousands of people came from all around to receive Amma\u2019s darshan, attracted to the light of her radiant smile, her warm embrace. Their egos burning in the flame of her infinite love. Amma\u2019s light must have been exceedingly bright this evening, for not only did thousands of people come, but so did the bugs. Right at the start of Amma\u2019s satsang. Tons and tons. By the millions. Small one-centimeter-long flying ants. Swarming all over. At first it started in the crowd \u2013 stage left. Looking out at the crowd, everyone to the left was swatting \u2013 papers, saris, dhotis. The right side seemed unaffected. Then they made their way to the stage. Crawling up people\u2019s legs, in their hair, on the carpet, up their pants. I found myself nearly undressing \u2013 to the amusement of a few brahmacharis who were watching me as I struggled to free the critters from inside my shirt. They were also crawling up the banner backdrop of the stage \u2013 heading upwards in a race to nowhere. After about an hour or so, the invasion abated. But many remained \u2013 clustered around the lights on the stage, crawling on the carpet, struggling to take flight again. Perhaps they really did come for Amma\u2019s darshan, a civilization of beings taking one last birth to exhaust their karma in the flame of Amma\u2019s arms.<\/p>\n
Sri Pati \u2013 US<\/p>\n
Madurai Public Programme<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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