मैं और मेरा भाई

Summary

The text is a personal reminiscence by the author, who identifies himself as the worldly brother of Acharya Shri Mahashramanji. He begins by recalling that he and his brother, Mohan, were among six brothers. In childhood, when asked how many brothers he had, he would jokingly say "half a dozen." When his brother Mohan expressed the desire to take diksha (initiation), the author initially felt uneasy. He cites two reasons for this feeling: the impending loss of a playmate and the disruption of their "half a dozen" count. He admits that his young mind did not realize that Mohan's initiation would not diminish the family but instead bring glory to the entire family and the Terapanthi community of Sardarshahar. The author describes himself as very mischievous in childhood. During quarrels, his mother would come to catch them. He would run out of the house, while Mohan would be caught and sometimes beaten. Mohan never cried or shouted but would tell their mother that her own hands would feel the pain, which would make her stop. The author reflects on how no one knew at that time that the Mohan who fought with them would one day become their leader, that the brother who lived under their mother's discipline would discipline thousands, and that thousands would aspire to touch his feet. He marvels that the brother who stayed silent at a scolding would one day give nectar-like discourse to millions, and that his hands raised in blessing would relieve people's suffering. He notes that Mohan's ears, once pulled in punishment, would listen to people's joys and sorrows, and his charming eyes would become a destiny for many. The author also recalls that Mohan's photo in a corner of an album would one day become the heartbeat of millions. Today, seeing his brother, Acharya Shri Mahashramanji, the author feels his chest swell with pride, his head bows with reverence, and his tongue is eager to praise the beautiful decision made by that small mind for such a long future. He concludes by wishing