It
is a summon sight in temples early in the
mornings, the caste-conscious egoistical chandasa Brahmin Ayyappa
paying homage to the outcaste nomad turned Ayyappa by touching the
feet of hitherto deemed worthless, colorless sweeper, branded as
Harijan biped, as an act of reverence in recognition of divinity
embedded in him soon after initiation.
This
classless casteless perfect equality inducted by this newly emerged,
much popular, ever commendable and all- adorable Ayyappa cult is a
unique feature in the annals of Hinduism. And it is a fast growing
rare phenomenon of the post independent India.
The
meteoric speed with which the democratic spirit of this cult has
encircled mankind; the monumental change of casteless, classless,
colorless oneness in the performance of worship it ushered in; the
tremendous power of igniting bhakti instincts lying dormant in the
illiterate ignorant it embodied, the unsurpassable solace it is
raining on the deliberately degraded and consciously condemned
outcaste children, sinking in the bog of misery has neither
superiors nor parallels, if truth is accepted; but none likes that
pungent pill.
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