namasthe vayu thumeva prathSHam Brahmasi

In early fifties while studying in primary classes we had a lesson on air, wind i.e., vayu. It was told that we may not be able to see the wind but could know of it from the movement of leaves of the tree. As an example on use of wind, the windmill used for pulling water from the well used to be cited. The weather cock was illustrated which helps us in finding the direction of the wind flow. The wind i.e., vayu used to amuse me a lot. I used to wonder how the kites are floated in the sky and how beautifully they are swayed by the vayu.

Those days I also accompany my father who use to attend religious discourses. In one of the discourses it was told that the presence of God is to be realised and He is no object, therefore can not be asked to be seen. As an example the case of wind was cited. I took love for the wind.

We shifted to Bangalore then. Near our house there was a small beautiful Ganesh mandir on top of a small hillock and there were several peepal trees around. Normally everyday evening a visit to the mandir is a routine thing to do. As a practice after offering the prayers to the God in the mandir, sitting in the steps which leads to the mandir I used to enjoy the birds returning to their nest. The chirping sound that they make when mixed with the sweet tone produced by the peepal tree leaves while breeze pass through them used to enchant me. I used to wonder as to how the breeze can produce such a magical music by passing through the leaves by changing its direction and speed. Sometimes the pleasantness with which the winds cresses me and the magical mystic music around me used to make me enthralled for hours even. (I used to face the music for going late to the house is another story.) A loving vayu he was.

namasthe vayu thumeva prathSHam Brahmasi 

After my fathers' retirement we returned to Madras again. There, we used to go to beach during summer and enjoy the evening sea breeze. But it will be different, during the rainy days. Being in coast if there is a depression in the sea, the storm used to hit the Madras coast and people will be forced to stay inside their house. But for us boys it used to be different. We will venture to go to the sea coast near the IG's office and watch the tides rising to very great height with amusement. The tall coconut trees will be tilting and bending and will almost touch the ground, will swing, will sway astray, will make harrowing sound- a terrible sight to look at. We used to wonder at the fury of the wind, the power it shows, the might with which it acts.

namasthe vayu thumeva prathSHam Brahmasi

Then came my love for poems especially for the ones penned by Maha kavi Subramaniya Bharati. His vachanakavithai on Sun, and on Wind had attracted me a lot. The fifth verse on Wind in which mahakavi describes how all living are the children of vayu, and how all living are athma and how vayu connects athma with paramathma, how Life is vayu.

namasthe vayu thumeva prathSHam Brahmasi

As a true devote of Lord Rama my father used to recite sundara kanta regularly and attend the Ramayana discourses, and I used to accompany him many times during my childhood. I was attracted towards the virtues of Lord Shri Anjaneya and I fell in love with him to become His devotee. To me He is always Anjaneya - Son of Vayu, disciple of Lord Surya, a Rama-Baktha. 

When I thought of floating a home page, without a second thought I hit upon the name "VAYUSUTHA" ( pronounced as vayusuTha-hA )
 

namasthe vayu thumeva prathSHam Brahmasi