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Sunday, November 22, 2009

A Wonder!

A wonder happened last Sunday. One more time, it made me realise that every single day of my life is planned by the Supreme Lord Himself. I felt blessed and more relaxed after that.

So... What is the wonder?

I read a novel, Thangachurul (Golden Foil), by the ace Tamil writer Balakumaran. Every single day numerous novels are being read by numerous people through out the world in different languages. What is so wonderful about reading a novel? Before sharing that with you, let me give you a gist of the novel.

The story starts in a marriage scene. Sivagami and Kanagasabapathy get married among many friends, relatives and well wishers. Among the many who come to wish them good luck, there also comes a problem creator. She whispers into the ears of Sivagami that Kanagasabapathy is a womaniser and walks away. Sivagami is shocked and her face falls.

Kanagasabapathy asks his bride why her face has lost its gleam. Sivagami hesitantly tells him what that 'well-wisher' whispered into her ears. Kanagasabapathy and his parents explain to her that the particular woman wanted him to marry her daughter. His family had refused as the woman had a negative reputation in the society. At this instance Kanagasabapathy says, "I've always liked to live like Lord Rama. Marry a woman and ever remain sincere to her by deed, word and even by thought. Trust me."

This brought a smile in my face. 'Ha... Lord Rama!'

The story moves on. Kanagasapabathy works for the Indian railways. Painting is his hobby. He gets an order to paint a sign board for a wine shop. He paints, as per the clients requirement, a woman dressed carelessly. People appreciate. He gets a lot of orders. Kanagasapabathy gets scared within. He gets afraid that he'll end up drawing woman paintings that will invoke lust in many teenagers and youngsters. He refuses to accept orders. He informs his clients that if at all he does sign boards he will do the picture of Mahathma Gandhi without any charges. No orders come his way. He takes up Tanjore paintings, drawing Gods and Godesses, not bothering about the orders but as an act of deriving some self-satisfaction. But people do come and buy them.

One day he starts to draw a picture of Coronation of Lord Rama. I am delighted again. (ha... Lord Rama) He draws this picture for more than a year. A big one. Like the one you see in the picture. Also he draws a crowd of people watching the coronation. In that crowd he draws himself, his wife, his parents and in-laws. He prays to Lord Rama that this picture should be bought buy a good person and that the life of that person must change for good after this picture goes to their home.

One day a jeweller comes to his house. On seeing the picture, the jeweller is unable to take his eye off the painting. The jeweller says, "Give me this painting. I can give fifteen thousand bucks. Not more than that." Kanagasabapathy's family is more than happy. They had in mind only three thousand bucks.

After a year the jeweller comes back to them and says, "After your Rama came to my house, all my debts have been paid off. Now I am making a huge profit in my business." Kanagasabapathy is happy.

Life moves on. He gets orders from and through his friends to draw more of Coronation of Lord Rama pictures and also other God's and Goddesses. Fifteen years roll by. The jeweller comes back to him.

"I am building a three star hotel. I want to have a grand picture of Lord Rama's coronation at the entrance. It must be a real grand one. It must be like Lord Rama sitting in an open auditorium. Lord Rama's kith and kin and the citizens must be inside the auditorium. Domestic and wild creatures must watch it from outside the auditorium."

The project kicks off. Kanagasabapathy takes leave from his office and does it full time. The role played by his wife in supporting him brought tears in my eyes. She goes to the hotel touches the wall and prays that the project must be a grand success. She promises to herself that she would not invite him for any physical relationship until he finishes the project. She chants the name of Lord Rama while cooking, washing and while doing all her house hold chores for the successful completion of the project.

He finishes the project in one year. His painting becomes famous through out India. The trustees of Thirupathi Balaji temple approach him to draw a painting of Balaji. He takes up that project and finishes it. He comes back and informs everybody that he would not draw any other picture other than that of Lord Rama. He says, "I don't get the same satisfaction that I get when I draw the picture of Lord Rama." He continues to draw pictures of Lord Rama's coronation and retires after drawing more than a thousand pictures of Lord Rama.

This novel by itself is a wonderful one. It made me choke many times without any reason. What is more wonderful than that is that I read it!

In June 2006 I read 'Prince of Ayodhya' by Ashok K. Banker. After that I read so many other versions of Ramayana but never any other book, story, novel or magazine in the past three years. Not even Bhagavath Gita. Last Sunday without any proper reason I decided to read this novel. And, Lord Rama is the spirit in this novel. It is about a painter drawing pictures of Lord Rama. It is about his wife supporting him by chanting Lord Rama's name! And at the end he decides not to draw any other picture, not even of Gods, other than Lord Rama's Coronation!

Isn't that wonderful? Isn't it proof that I am with Him and He is with me? I really cannot express my joy when I think of this. He has come in my dreams so many times. But this incident stands tall and beautiful among all my spiritual experiences. There is a subtle message in this novel and in me reading it.

"There is no more travel after reaching Lord Rama!"

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Friendship Thoughts

Among the many good qualities of Lord Rama, there are quiet a few qualities I have never been able to imbibe till today. I hope writing this article will help me remember and imbibe them in future.

"Rama did not react to harsh words spoken by others. Rama, because of his good bent of mind, felt glad even by a small good deed done to Him and never remembered the many bad things done to him."

But I, on the contrary have exactly the opposite nature. (may be that's why I am attracted to Lord Rama. Opposites attract isn't it?)

People don't even speak harsh to me. But still I react. Even for small things I get disappointed with people and jump into decisions of disconnecting the relationship. They wouldn't even have intended to hurt me. But I do imagine lot of intentions behind their innocent act and create a big fuss about silly things. Also when someone has been good to me for long and disappointed me at one instance again I jump into this disconnecting-relationship decisions forgoing all the good things the person has done to me.

"If some one is disappointed or angry with Rama, Rama identifies the reason and rectifies it instead of being offended by the anger."

Here, I am the one who is getting angry and disappointed. My good hearted friends are the ones who try to identify the reason and rectify it. :(

I have been thinking about this. What is the use of singing His praise all the time and not imbibing any of His qualities? Anyhow, I do console myself that it is only because of singing His praise all the time, some good people come my way and help me realise my mistakes. It is only because of chanting His name all the time that I have been able to be heedful to such people and rectify my mistakes.

Thanks to all my friends out there who have pulled me back into friendship by overlooking my childish behaviour and for still being my friends. (Really, this is not for one person but for a bunch of good hearts out there.)

This doesn't mean that I will never disconnect relationships hereafter. But I will take time, try to understand the person and then decide about whether holding on to the relationship or not. Also, I think I must take enough time before accepting someone as my friend in my heart.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Smile of God!


Drenched by a shower
This cute little flower
Smiled at me warmly!

Not a word did it utter
Nor did it mutter
But taught me a lesson calmly!

"The weather does palter
My spirit does not falter
Heat and cold alter
I look not for a shelter

I know my precious life is too brief
I do not want to spend it in grief
I make use of this little while
By bearing the best possible smile

My smile is for both good and bad
Hoping to make men not look sad
Giving joy to men like you
Inspiring them to write Haiku

My smile is for all, alike
Not a soul, I do not like
Rich and poor; Honest and fraud
For, I am the little smile of God."

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Story behind the poem:
Last weekend was a rainy one. After the rain subsided I took a few photos of the wet atmosphere and mailed them to one of my best friends and a co-blogger, Venuss66 She liked them and suggested me to try writing a poem for one of them. Though I blinked for a moment, by the grace of Lord Rama, I could come up with this one. To visit her poetry blog, click here. To view the other few photos, click here.


Dear Venus,
Thanks for initiating me to write this poem. If you hadn't asked, I wouldn't have written this. So you are the reason behind this poem. Thanks for that.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Sita Weds Rama.


That which witnesses every cause
And That which performs without a pause
Were born on this earth to be Husband and Wife
Wishing to lead a human life

Both were born with a silver spoon
Both grew up like the sun and moon
Of course, they were in different places
One not knowing the other's traces

Time had come for them to unite again
And to be partners in life's pleasure and pain
Sage Vishwamitra entered the scene
And demanded The Sun to wipe darkness, clean!

The little Sun walked with His bow and arrow
And wiped off all the ascetics sorrow
Amazed by the Prince's fight
The sage thanked Him for ending the plight

"You have indeed performed a mighty feat!
I would like to gift you a lifetime treat"
Saying this, the sage started to walk
The prince followed him without a talk!

On the way, was a good old rock
Which, among the fauna, was a laughing stock!
Some dust from the princes feet, on it did fall
And lo! There arose a woman beauteous and tall!

"You have released me off my husband's curse
For an act, I had did, ugly and worse"
Saying this thankfully, the woman vanished!
The little prince watched her, astonished.

They walked further and entered a city
Whose people never knew what was pity!
They walked through all its streets and lanes
Admiring eyes peeped through all the window panes.

They then entered a palace gate
Which was nothing but, the plan of fate!
Warmly welcomed by the royal host
On that eve, they were the toast.

They were then taken, to see a bow
Which was on dais, kept for show!
It had humbled numerous kings and princes
Who attempted to lift it, to marry the princess!

Our little Prince took it like a piece of cake!
And broke the bow, as though it were fake!
All the witnesses sang hymns of praise
Swept off their feet by the prince's grace!

The Princess arrived there, a divine beauty!
Thinking, 'To serve this prince is my eternal duty'
Her eyes with shyness fixed on His feet
She garlanded Him, with a smile so sweet!

The Gods showered blessings from their divine abode,
Who always served this couple's accord!
Thus were married Sita and Rama
The Divine Duo who play the eternal drama!

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Current state of spiritual affairs!


Lord Rama has entered his heart
Peace fills his bosom
Pleasure drips down his nerves
Bliss oozes from his heart

A new entity has been born in him.
The old inhibitions have taken leave
And new convictions taken birth

That which was in his core
Struggling to manifest itself
Has blossomed like a lotus
The sun within has risen
To its fullest Glory

The forces that opposed it
Have lost all their power

Magazines fail to intrigue him
Beautiful women have lost their charm
Stars no more impress him
Politicians no more irritate him
Goodness no more pleases him
Badness no more disappoints him

Like the judge who silences
The fighting plaintiffs…
Like the mother who separates
The quarrelling children…
The new born entity has disabled
Both the good and bad

He no more visits the pleasure houses
Hoping to gratify his whims and fancies
Nor does he visit temples
Hoping to get sanctified

For, the new born force
Has made it clear
That the heavenly pleasures
Are locked in his head!
And the divine bliss
Is stored up in his heart!

Ever chanting the name of his Lord
He relishes them sip by sip
Ever tasting this divine nectar
He walks about the path of life

Destination is no more significant
But to walk is most significant
To defeat is no more significant
But to punch is most significant

He no more believes in the joy of being read
But he does believe in the joy of writing
He no more believes in the joy of being heard
But he does believe in the joy of singing

Singing and singing and singing
The glory of his Lord
Chanting and chanting and chanting
The name of his Lord

His time passes peacefully
His heart beats joyfully
His work goes on cheerfully

His body is clean and tidy
For it has become a temple!
And his heart
The consecrated chamber!

Like the flame before the deity
His soul burns bright
The wise can see its shine
In his ingenuous eyes

Life for him is no more
A turbulent river
But a profound sea!

Friday, October 16, 2009

Life is Beautiful!

video

God given life, so beautiful!
God's home, this world, so wonderful!

Closing your eyes
Sing His Glory!

There are hearts, so merciful!
There are hands, so helpful!
I would love to live a hundred years!

What have we brought with us here?
What do we take back there?
Life in this beautiful world...
Let us live it in love...
And bid farewell!

The pleasures in this creation are numerous
The pains in this life are negligible

Let's walk with life...
Till it wants us to...
When time comes to say good-bye...
We'll thank it with a smile!

Wish you all a Happy Diwali!

To watch this video on youtube, clickhere.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Lakshmi's complaint & Vishnu's consolation

"Whenever and where ever a decline of righteousness and a predominance of unrighteousness prevails; at that time I manifest Myself personally, O descendant of Bharatha."
Shri Krishna in His Holy Gita.

Once the Supreme Lord Maha Vishnu awoke from his blissful nap after a few thousand years.

The moment he woke up he saw Maha Lakshmi, sitting at his feet, having a long face. Sensing trouble, Vishnu thought unto himself, 'Oh man! You've woke up at the wrong time' and decided to get back to sleep, which is anyway a pretense.

So all married men, out there! Console yourselves! Even The Supreme Lord gets into a fix when His wife puts up a long face.

By the time He could close His Lotus eyes, Maha Lakshmi had turned towards Him and caught Him wide awake. Maha Vishnu thought unto Himself, 'It's long since I had been a kid in Gokul. Forgot the art of slipping away without getting caught.' Anyhow, managing to flower his mesmerizing trademark smile, He got up and sat on His bed.

Maha Lakshmi, like all wives, turned away her face and sat looking the other side expecting her Husband to ask her why she wasn't happy.

Maha Vishnu, like all husbands, not knowing what was in store for him gathered much courage, which he never did even while fighting the deadliest asuras, touched Her cheeks and turned Her face towards Him.

"Who has stolen the smile on your lips, my love? Why has the face, that glows like the full moon, lost all its radiance?

"Nothing" (Like all wives)

"Oh! Come on, My Love! Won't you tell me what troubles you?" (Is there any other dialogue a Husband could've spoken after that simple and innocent looking 'nothing'?)

"What is the use of telling you?"

Maha Vishnu knew she is getting ready to register her complaint.

"What is the use of all these years of service I did to you? When I accompanied you as Sita, you took me through all the jungles in India. When I accompanied you as Rukmini, I had to put up with all your other wives. After all this, what is the recognition you've given me? Nothing! Just Nothing!"

"This isn't a fair complaint! I have given my heart to you, my love. I am the one who is the Heart of this creation. And you live in my heart. What better...."

Maha Lakshmi interrupted him, "Oh Yeah, I live in your heart. But you don't live in my heart. Isn't it?"

"I never said that! Of course I know, I am The One who resides in your heart!"

"Then why is that when I am known as the one who resides in your Heart, You are never known as the one who resides in my heart? Why is that none of the poets starting from Valmiki, Kamban, Tulasidas, The Alwars... none of them have sung about you as the one who resides in my heart. Why didn't you give them such a thought? How will you? When you don't want to disappoint your other wives by giving me such a recognition."

Maha Vishnu smiled at her, "Is that all your problem?"

Maha Lakshmi looked at him from the corner of her eyes, "Why? You are so bothered about it?"

Maha Vishnu got serious. He took her hands in his. Looking at them in a thoughtful mood he said," In the Kali Yuga, the Britishers will spread their rule far and wide. Not knowing how to defeat them all weapons will fail. At that time of darkness, I will be born in Porbhandar of Gujarath as Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi. Having firm conviction in The Supreme Truth, preaching non- violence as the virtue and civil-disobedience as the strategy, I will lead the country to freedom. I will show the world a way out of madness. The world will know a new way. The way of peace, love and harmony."

"And coming to your grievance" The Lord continued, "The Indians, after establishing their own rule will issue Rupee notes with my face on it. By which, people will know that I too reside in your heart!"

Now you may want to ask me about how I got to know this.

Today I sat in meditation. My kundalini arose slowly and steadily. It moved from my lower chakras to the higher ones and finally entered the Sahasrara. At that blissful moment my third eyes opened and I could watch this delightful scene that happened in Vaikuntham a few hundred years ago.

Okay, Okay... Stop searching for something to throw at me. My Hands up! I Accept! The above story is a fiction weaved from my imagination.

But the message that underlies is something that I have always felt from the bottom of my heart.

When I contemplate on Lord Rama, Lord Krishna, Mahathma Gandhi and Swami Ramakrishna paramahamsa, it is the same joy that my heart seeps out. These four draw the same admiration from my brain and the same devotion from my heart.

Krishna had given us a promise in The Gita. Mahathma Gandhi is the proof that Krishna will always keep up his words!

Below is the proof that it is not just Mother Lakshmi who lives in the heart of Vishnu but it is also Vishnu who lives in the heart of Mother Lakshmi.


HAPPY GANDHI JAYANTHI.

To read the article I posted for lasts year's Gandhi Jayanthi, click here.
To read my Tamil poem on The Mahathma, click here.