I’ve been learning history all my life, but recently I got to be a part of it, by witnessing a historic event that took 500 years to come to fruition.
On Jan 22nd, 2024 the Pran Prathista (consecration) of the Ayodhya Ram Mandir in India was grandly celebrated. It is a rightful battle won after 500 years of blood and sweat, legal formalities, and entire generations watching with bated breath. My generation not only witnessed the consecration live but also got to celebrate it for months to come, irrespective of where on the globe we lived!
In the United States, Hindu Americans re-lived the Pran Prathista in unique, beautiful ways, nationally and locally.
On a national level, the main celebration was the Ram Lalla Rath Yatra, grandly orchestrated by Vishwa Hindu Parishad of America ( VHPA). A yatra (the procession of a murti as a celebration and means of devotion) has been an integral part of the Hindu dharma, connecting and bringing together villages, towns, and cities in bhakti. But never before has a yatra connected a whole nation as vast as the US!
The VHPA Ram Lalla Yatra started in Chicago and covered 41+ states across the US, spanning 41500+ miles and visiting 800+ temples in 65 days! The murti traveled in a beautifully decorated trunk space of a minivan driven by VHPA’s karyakartas, Amitabh Mittal ji, and Tejal Shah ji, supported by many more across the US. On its roof was an invigorating mural of the ultimate icon of devotion, a flying Hanuman ji carrying the Dronagiri mountain. With the mini-van zipping across the highways, it must have genuinely resembled Hanuman ji flying across the US!
From Ayodhya came the Utsava murti and the Akshat (ceremonial/blessed rice), used during the consecration. This akshat and prasad were distributed to all devotees across America. The beauty of the yatra was that it highlighted the diversity of the various sampradayas, as practiced in numerous temples across the country, but united in our dharma.
I was overjoyed watching videos of the Ram Lalla murti being welcomed and worshipped in various temples. For example, the temples following the Southern Indian sampradayas had nadaswaram music welcoming Ram Lalla followed by chanting and pooja vidhis typical to states like Tamil Nadu, Karnataka, Andhra Pradesh, and Telangana.
The yatra arrived at my home temple, Folsom Hindu Temple and Cultural Center, on the afternoon of May 13th. There was palpable excitement at the temple, and people were hurrying around to make all the necessary arrangements. Imagine receiving a VVVIP guest at your home after 500 years! The temple built a beautiful makeshift mandap to seat the Lord. At the entrance, women drew an exquisite maa kolam, made with powdered rice solution. Bhakts lined up on either side of the temple, with flags carrying the images of Bhagwan Shri Ram while singing along to melodious Ram bhajans.
When the minivan finally backed up into the temple entrance, the whole atmosphere reverberated with chants of “Jai Shri Ram”. Two women welcomed the Lord with haarati, a plate filled with kumkum solution to venerate the Lord and remove any negative energies. This vidhi which is typical in Tamil ceremonies, is a brilliant example of the human element to bhakti in our dharma. After all, my dear Ram Lalla, too, needs to be protected, and who else other than his devotees can ensure so?
With loud chants of “Jai Shri Ram” the procession continued until the Utsava murti was placed at the mandap, followed by a pooja and bhajans. After the pooja, the akshat from the temple worship was mixed with the Ayodhya akshat, thus signifying unity amongst all followers of the Hindu dharma. And true to its mission, the yatra connected Hindu Americans like never before in their love for Shri Ram and our dharma.
I followed the yatra to another historic and one of the oldest Hindu temples in Sacramento, the Siddhivinayak Cultural Center Temple. The pooja here was attended by devotees of Saint Madhavacharya, adding yet another sampradaya in the celebrations.
I had the fortune of carrying the Utsava murti while bidding farewell, bringing me to tears. It felt like my ancestors gave me the prasad of years of their tapasya! I’m not sure if I deserved it, but that moment in time gave my life a whole new meaning and purpose. To serve dharma is my primary duty, now enabled thoroughly by my role at the Hindu American Foundation.
Dharmo rakshati rakshitaha (Dharma protects those who protect it)!
Another joyous first-of-its-kind event soon followed this holy experience of the yatra.
On May 18th I attended the energetic, electric, and devotional performance of the world-famous Kirtaniyas, an international band that performs Ram and Krishna bhajans. Six Ram bhakts- Bimal Bhagvat, Deepak Bajaj, Paramtap Desai, Daipayan Deb, Rohit Sharma and Deepti Mahajan of the Chingari Project, organized this concert. They were aptly supported by dedicated Bay Area volunteers.
The organizers are all common citizens who had initiated celebrations in California, with the highly successful Ram Rally in January. A week before the Pran Prathista, nearly 1000+ cars had driven together to the iconic Golden Gate Bridge to celebrate the joyous event, followed by an out-of-the-world Tesla car show to the tunes of Ram bhajans. Never before had so many Hindus come together in unapologetic joy!
And it was time to recreate that joy! And joy it was, for sure, to see hundreds of bhakts from all over California dance and sing for two hours in celebration of their Ram Lalla.
https://indiacurrents.com/ram-lalla-concert-fremont-hinduism-ayodhya/
The concert, sponsored by many businesses in the Bay Area, was held in the beautiful amphitheater of the Mission High School at Fremont. It culminated weeks of hard work by the organizers and volunteers, busy professionals with family responsibilities.
As I got out of my car, I saw a beautifully decorated stage in the shades of bhagwa or orange, beckoning everyone to the auspicious occasion. The concert drew young and old, babies and teenagers. The otherwise inconsequential green lawn suddenly turned alive with specks of bhagwan/orange everywhere, whether flags, banners, or the attire of the bhakts. It felt like the grass needed bhakti, not water, that day!
While the older bhakts nestled under the shades of the foyers, comfortably seating themselves on chairs, little ones cutely dressed in traditional Indian outfits ran around gleefully. They probably witnessed for the first time so many of their “aunties and uncles” and “dadas and dadis” dancing and singing with such joy!
It was indeed a family and community celebration that broke all barriers. Irrespective of the sampradayas, the languages, the traditions or even the regions one hailed from in India, bhakts from all over California congregated for the concert, as far as Irvine in SoCal and Sacramento in NorCal . It was a brilliant showcase of unity in diversity, which is characteristic of the Hindu dharma.
Beautiful cutouts of Shri Ram and Seetha were lovely photo-ops and a reminder of our shared history and ancestry. Irrespective of which part of India we hail from, the stories of Ramayan we heard in our childhood form the foundation of our bhakti.
The songs of the Kirtaniyas revoked in us the memories of those stories- the patience and single-minded determination of Shabari, the bravery of Hanuman ji, the motherly love of Kaushalya for her Ram Lalla, and the eternal love of Radha for her beloved Lord Krishna. Akshat from Ayodhya and 1000s of ladoos from a generous entrepreneur in Stockton were distributed as prasad.
Beautiful Kuchipidi and Bharanatyam performances by talented kids further augmented these memories. The enthusiastic kids were also instrumental in encouraging everyone to shed all hesitation and just enjoy!
Thanks to those kiddos, men and women, children and grandparents, dancing joyfully without hesitation to be a Hindu was a huge milestone.
After all, we Hindus have been shamed and made to feel apologetic for simply being “us”, with many slurs thrown at our devotion. The word “bhakt” in itself has been accused of projecting intolerance and hatred, a sacrilege that has hurt and bullied anyone remotely proud of their Hindu identity. This concert turned that unfortunate malignment on its head, breaking the trend of Hinduphobia very loudly and clearly. Nope, we no longer are apologetic, hesitant, shy or afraid to be a proud Hindu.
We shall congregate from time to time to celebrate the beauty of our dharma, one that is STILL most inclusive and progressive, most loving and intellectual, most spiritual and human, despite being attacked for centuries. It is indeed a fortune, a blessing, a privilege to be a practicing Hindu in any capacity, justifying eternal celebrations.
And the Ram Lalla concert , loudly and clearly, codified this momentous truth in the global Hindu identity.
As a Hindu advocacy professional, the concert gave me immense joy in meeting many of my fellow advocacy professionals in a light, stress-free environment. Just last year, we Californians had to endure much hardships fighting the racist SB-403 bill. After the ordeal and historic win, this concert was the first to unite everyone in celebration and bhakti, irrespective of their affiliations.
Representatives of organizations like HAF, CoHNA, A4H, HSS, Sewa International, IACF, HinduPact, VHPA attended the event, thus showcasing unity in our fight for our dharma. Between chai and samosas, mango mazaa and manchurian, we bonded deeply, with big smiles and bright eyes brimming with love, relief, and pride. We made new friendships and re-kindled old ones. The concert reminded me yet again of what a beautiful community we are, of Hindu-Americans. I couldn’t have felt prouder and more joyous!
But most of all, the concert truly etched into our consciousness the power of the Maha Mantras—Hare Ram, Hare Krishna. These two chants reverberated throughout Silicon Valley, adding yet another feather to it’s cap.
As I bid goodbye to the organizers and volunteers and drove back home to Sacramento, I was smiling throughout. Well, well! Our 500 years of patience had indeed paid off big time.
Along with our dear Ram Lalla, we too have arrived and not going anywhere!
Jai Shri Ram!