By Milica Mišković, Serbia
This story starts in the warmth of the Brazilian October when I found myself tiptoeing into Mohanji’s room. His foot pain sentenced him to a self-imposed exile in his room. One of those days, fueled by a brew of concern and compassion, I ventured into Mohanji’s space armed with a simple offering – a cup of tea. Pushing the door open gently, I discovered him reclining on his bed with a phone in hand.
But the unexpected was about to unfold. There, in the midst of his discomfort, Mohanji was engaged in a rare act – he was singing. As the harmonious notes of the “Scarborough Fair” song filled the room, I couldn’t help but be swept away by the unusual blend of emotions. Here was a love song, a timeless classic from 1965, chosen by Mohanji at a moment when love seemed to be the antidote for the ache that bound his foot.
My curiosity, as persistent as ever, wrestled with my better judgment. Why this song? Why now? The answer, predictably unpredictable, came in the form of Mohanji’s response. “I am singing to the people in Gaza to ease their pain. They are suffering a lot.” And just like that, the narrative took an unexpected turn.
In my state of awe, I refrained from probing further. Mohanji, as I knew all too well, answered questions that arose from the depths of sincerity, not the frivolity of idle curiosity. When he replies, he either suggests a solution or clears your vision. Since my questions at the moment were not falling into any of these categories, I decided not to test my faith (or his good mood) and made peace with the understanding that some answers unfold in their own time.
Fast forward to the chill of November in Belgrade, Serbia. Mohanji’s singing lingered in my memory, accompanied by a nagging question – in what way did the people in Gaza hear him? It became a pondering refrain, resurfacing periodically like a gentle nudge from the universe.
Then, a phone call with a friend provided an answer to my curiosity out of nowhere. She spoke of the dire situation in Gaza, explaining how much people were suffering and how unbelievable it was, how everyone left them, and no one came to help them.
Then, she said: “Milica, can you imagine how sad it is that doctors in Gaza can’t even treat their patients properly since they don’t have supplies anymore, so they are SINGING TO THEM TO EASE THEIR PAIN.” It hit me – the answer to my silent question! Mohanji’s song had transcended the walls of his room, traversed continents, and became a source of solace for those in need.
The simultaneous ache and beauty of that realisation settled within me. In a world shaken by turmoil, the simplicity of a song sung with the intention to heal echoed across borders. I felt gratitude, not just for Mohanji’s unassuming compassion but for the assurance that even in the darkest times, one witnesses, once again, his multidimensional work.
And so, dear readers, I share this story not just as a recounting of an extraordinary moment but as a testament to the boundless dimensions of Mohanji’s compassion. In the never-ending dance of life and death, if everyone leaves and forgets about us, we can rest assured that Mohanji will not only remember us but also stand by us and, if we are lucky enough, sing us a song from the bottom of his heart.
I would like to add another thing: Sometimes, it pays off to be naggingly curious, but be prepared to be shaken and stirred with an answer!
|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||
Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 23rd November 2023
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