Hidden amongst the majestic Himalayas, there laid a quaint village where a saint lived by the name of Swami Dandananda. The holy saint was observing a maun vrat since last decade. But, his maun vrat was somewhat unusual. On a certain day every summer, he would change his saffron robes to red ones, climb up the mountain and shout four words. Legend went around that after exactly a full mandala (48 days in the Indian tradition), he wept heavily and changed back to his usual saffron robe. The disciples denied the legend and said that the duration between the day he spoke and wept has varied over the years, although they agreed it was around 48 days.
Swami Dandananda’s favourite disciple, Swami Lalitananda, who was named so 12 years back before going to the maun vrat, lost his sleep trying to uncover the mystery of such behavior of his master. His mind always pondered about when does he do, why does he wear red and what are those four words. Despite having learnt many ancient scriptures, he didn’t understand what were those four magical words.
Over the years he consulted many learned astrologers and gurus only to be turned away after being said that Swami Dandananda might have lost his senses. But, deep within, Swami Lalitananda knew it was not a small mystery to be solved so easily and decided to take the matter in his own hands this summer.
He first wanted to understand what Swami Dandananda shouted on top of the mountain and invited many linguists across continents. A diverse group of learned men and women arrived at the start of the summer crossing the seven oceans. Each of them who were hosted at ashram, knew at least two dozen languages, some of the languages extinct since centuries. Days passed waiting for the swami to change to red robes. One fine night, Swami changed to his red robes and started climbing the mountain holding a red flag. Following him were these group of learned people, huffing and panting in the cold and unbearing weather with a hope of hearing those four words and uncover the mystery.
At the dawn, as the first rays of the sun glimmered on the summit of the mountain, he erected 3 branches of tree that he had picked up on his way, turned to the south and shouted those four magical words
EE SALA CUP NAMDE