We went to the Venkateswara temple after a long time this evening.
It was late. The
priest welcomed us and told us Arati was about to begin. The lights
were switched off. There was small cradle placed in front of the main
deity. The priest lit an oil lamp and he rocked the cradle gently. Then
he drew a curtain all round it and offered us prasad: a spoonful of
warm, sweet milk.
This was the 'Shayan Arati'. The Lord, in infant form, had been put to bed for the night in a tender and reverent ceremony.
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