Siddhas are with us, Chapter- 2    By Hanumaddhasan

Lord Siva helps the mankind taking the form of a siddha

Siddhas are with us ...! Chapter - 2, kalyanamalaimagazine

Siddhas are very merciful. They’ll help the humans even to the extent of changing their destinies. Siddhas are that powerful. It is very difficult to identify them though we are their great friends! We’ve no saviors other than the Siddhas is an indisputable truth.


Lord Siva is the Lord of all the Siddhas. Though He is the God, He takes the form of a Siddha and helps the mankind in many ways. You may wonder how this is possible. It is very simple – anything can be achieved through prayers. Whoever prays to Siddhas earnestly, unmindful of his miseries, he’ll definitely be saved from his miseries. Meditation on the Gods might take a longer time to bring results, the one, who meditates should have staunch faith and patience till that time. But God helps His devotees through Siddhas. If the Siddhas do not act immediately due to some reason despite our earnest prayers, in that case, the God Himself assumes some form and relieves His devotee from his misery. Many incidents have taken place substantiating this statement.


Balamuruga had staunch faith in God from his early days. He was born in a very poor family. He used to bathe in the river daily in the early morning, worship the Vinayaka idol under the pipal tree near the riverbank with flowers and pray. Lord Siva wanted to know what the prayer of this small boy was. He took the form of an old beggar. He lied down in front of the Vinayaka idol. He was in a dirty dhoti, had a stick in his hand and had a torn woolen covering. He looked as though he had not bathed for ten days. The boy came with some jaggery to be offered as nivedhana to Vinayaka. He was annoyed to see the beggar lying before Vinayaka. He tried to wake him up but the beggar did not even move. Balamuruga prayed to Vinayaka, “Lord Vinayaka, please forgive me. Please give deliverance from poverty to my family. We are having only one meal daily. My mother is having tuberculosis and is nearing death. My father is a daily labor, but he doesn’t have work daily. My younger sister is very weak due to lack of food. She doesn’t have dresses even to change. I am the only person in the family who is comparatively doing well. But I lack brains to study.