Destiny and Divinity: Prof. K. Ravindran
Prof. K. Ravindran //
Time is either gone or yet to arrive.
The present moment “the now” is beyond time;
it is timelessness.
One who lives in time
lives by his destiny.
One who lives in timelessness
lives in eternity,
lives in divinity.
Millions live either in the past or the future,
suffering in ignorance,
not knowing that man has the freedom
to create his own future
by choosing to act in time or timelessness.
Destiny brings misery;
divinity brings bliss.
Prof. Ravindran was the Founder of Yantra Foundation, Bangalore, and a dedicated practitioner and teacher of Simplified Kundalini Yoga. Holding an MD in Acupressure, he worked under the guidance of Dr. Devendra Vora, a renowned expert in acupressure and natural therapy. Initiated into yoga by Sri Vethatri Maharishi of the World Community Service Centre, he devoted his life to holistic healing and spiritual education. His legacy continues to inspire through the lives he touched and the knowledge he shared.
Uncle was a guiding presence to many. He touched countless lives, healed many, and led others with his quiet wisdom. He was invincible in spirit. His untimely passing on 3rd May 2024 was a profound reminder that, no matter who we are, we must all one day leave this physical form. We stand humbled before the universe.
When I think of him, I am filled with love and kindness. Such was his impact. His childlike joy for life and his relentless passion to share knowledge stayed with everyone he met. His love for Tamil, especially from ancient scriptures and gurus, found its way into everyday moments. One of my all-time favourites that he often recited is a verse by Pattinathar, shared below. Uncle, may you be held in divine grace.
அன்னை எத்தனை எத்தனை அன்னையோ? அப்பன் எத்தனை எத்தனை அப்பனோ? பின்னை எத்தனை எத்தனை பெண்டீரோ? பிள்ளை எத்தனை எத்தனை பிள்ளையோ? முன்னை எத்தனை எத்தனை சன்மமோ? மூடனாயடி யேனும றிந்திலேன், இன்ன மெத்தனை யெத்தனை சன்மமோ? என்செய் வேன்? கச்சியேகம்ப நாதனே? – பட்டிணத்துப் பிள்ளையார்
[English translation] How many, how many mothers? How many, how many fathers? Then, how many, how many wives? How many, how many children? How many, how many births before? As a fool, I am unrealized! How many, how many more births still? what will I do? Oh the Lord of Kachchi Ekambam!
