Monday, November 8, 2010

God gave me a "Passion for appreciation of Drums!"

My first experience with the huge loud drum was during Chinese New Year in my birthplace in Malaysia! The Chinese "Lion-dancing group" made their rounds at all the shops that hung a "red packet," containing gift money for the Cultural Troupe. The Lion would dance to the "thunderous gongs" of the huge drum and giant hand-gripped cymbals that go, "Clang-clang! Clang! in presition timing to the drum beats! This I know now is absolutely important, because the highly-trained "Lion" takes its steps and "dare-devil" leaps to great heights and do feats to achive its goal at the end of its performance! (I will try to locate videos of Lion-dancing Work-shop which I attended last February in Sydney.) Thank God for having given me that opportunity, as it was Never Too Old for me to Learn anything, Unforgetable!!!

I prayed to Shirdi Baba-ji yesterday afternoon and asked if I could bring my drum to his temple to drum during "Aarti!" (devotional service time). When the answer was, "yes!" I pulled out my drum from its bag to check if I could still remember how to drum on it and how it would sound like as I had not played with it for about a year now.

When Baba-ji first lead me to his temple before his second Annisversary, I used to "bang" the same type of drum, but only drumming on one side of the two sided drum! Things have changed now for me, by him! Most times I hear Baba-ji himself drumming on it! I really do not have the "strength" in my poor hands to speak the truth!

" Happy Diwali, Baba! Happy Diwali Mata! Then I started drumming! Before long, I shouted to my son to come and help me with the camera so I can upload it on youtube to catchup with my relatives and friends here and all over the World!

After that I had to cook Chinese yellow wheat noodles to take to Baba's temple.
I could not carry the drum and the big basin of Noodles plus my hand-bag and a little bag of hand instruments for devotional singing. I was lucky my son helped me to the car! Then when I arrived onto the greens, a car pulled out, as if to give me their spot! As I went to open the booth, two young men passed by and I shouted to them to come help me like "sons" to me. I needed help for the drum only, but the other devotee helped me with the basin of noodles. See, how Baba-ji does things for us when we think of him?

On entering temple, a small little boy sung the second song which I sang at home which was up-loaded, as "On the third day of Diwali." Then I took my bow and sat on the floor and tried to sing in the chorus. Suddenly I felt someting was "missing" from all the singing! I turned to look at the men's division and saw the "drummer" there and asked, "How come there's no Tabla( classical Indian drums to-day?)" Shake of head! So, I nodded to Baba-ji and continued to learn how to sing with the singers. Then the same Devotee came over after another song and suggested if I would like to play with my drum I brought along which was kept near the feet of a Lady Devotee. She passed me the drum, while her daugther was starting to sing a lovely bajan. I took a bow at Baba's feet to thank him and requested him to come and help me play the drum for me.
Baba-ji always did, which did not surprise me. Of course he showed himself to me as always during his Bajan-sessions. He was all covered in some white-looking flowers last night!

My left wrist is not the stronger hand of mine as I had former wrist injuries from work, but that was never a problem at all when I play the "Dolak"(two sided-drum) for him or any Spritual Masters in the Past!

This is one of the reasons why I love going to Baba-ji's temple.
It is a Temple of Hope and Inspiration for me and Baba-ji keeps advising me, "It is Never Too Late to Learn Anything Useful and Do Not Worry What Others May Think or Say about You!"

What I Do is Not about Me, and It is About My Love and Joy to Play to Connect with the "unseen" Supreme Happiness within all of Us All!

Baba, Jai Sai Ram! Jai Mata-Di! Praise to The Supreme Master, God!!!
Peace and Happiness to All,
Nancy

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