ESSENCE OF RAMAYAN
What do you learn after reading Ramayan. Is it about the story of king Ravana with ten faces and twenty hands or it a legend written by Vatmiki about the miseries of Sita?. What Rama did to SIta? He listened to one dhobi who was instrumental in spreading the most malignant scandal about Sita. It is true that Rama humiliated Sita not once but twice. What righteousness he can hold for. He behaved like a king not like a human. The pain and sorrow of leaving SIta was there in Rama of Tretayug until he left his mortal remains in Saryu.
But you find a lot of modern Rama’s in Kaliyug. They hire end number of washerman to get rid of Sita(s) and these washermen wash their stories in all oceans over this sacred earth. These modern Kings will hand over their bottle of blue paint to all their associate dhobis to paint Sita blue. Blue is a beautiful colour, colour of Ocean, colour of Sky. But for these kings it is to be misused to get rid of the ones who question their misadventures. There is a sage called Durvasa he thinks he is the only can blow curses at others and get angry. If we question him he gifts a curse. And you see what rage of a sage can bring- only curses to this earth.
The essence of Ramayan is not to portrait Rama as the great savior of righteousness. One should understand his weakness as a King. He could not balance his kingdom, righteousness and Sita. The essence of Ramayan is not to portrait Rama as the great saviour of righetousness but as a human caught between righetousness and his kingdom.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
I have not seen freedom struggle. But I have heard and read about it frombooks on freedom movement. My grandmother's sister, a hindi teacher participated in freedom movement. She has met Gandhi and spoken in a meeting where he attended. She remained unmarried for a cause and she has explained to us several times how India struggled to get her freedom. She was a simple lady and wore only a white khadar mundu and a cotton blouse. My mother was born before Independence and she used to explain how world wars affected India as a whole and about the shortage of food supplement. They talked about spies of America and what ever little information they receive from news papers. We grew up respecting gandhi. But khadar lost its texture and true meaning as power crazy politicians of all parties monopolised on it to make a mockery of it later. Gandhi was not keen to grab power or fought for power. His motto was freedom for his home land. He said it openly that India's soul remainsin its villages. I wish people in power should take initiative to reform villages. Educated people are shifting their base from villages to cities in search of jobs or better life. If villages are self sufficient there is no such need for people to migrate. When I speak about Gandhi I remember Grace, my teacher. She and her friends after hearing a speech of Gandhi donated all their gold jewellery for freedom movement. He was such an inspiring soul and I don't think any one can claim his credentials. People are so selfish in this new free world and interested in calling other human beings worms or dirt or filth. They don't even know power is not for to misuse but to save the grace of our nation. When I see people misuse their power to gain wealth and to settle scores , I think of Gandhi. He used his strength for a cause power for a cause - freedom. He is respected for that.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
INNOCENCE LOST
I have watched a Malayalam movie recently. It was an interesting movie with high end political dramas and the role of media in between. How dangerously these net work functions and it is true that the word 'innocence' you find not any where. It is now an alien strange word. It is all about money, power and prestige. It is true that media heads sideline their own honest reporters and honesty is the word people use these days as weapon to target their own hidden motives. It is true that no one in this world will cry over a columnist’s death or even of a reporter. If you have a media house of yours it is easy to sell your version of the stories or even you can promote your family members and the ones who fall on your feet and threaten your opponents. Bargain and barter and share the booty of the total sale. Expand territories, do a cover up of charity and kill the innocents. How ridiculous... they work on quarterly profits, on target basis. They need to pay for their employees, photographers, journalists who write garbage bin columns like owning a BMW is prestige (Davood Ibrahim can afford end number of BMWs or even luxury vans or even a Lamborghini). Such is the cheap functioning strategy of the media, more profits less values. Who is there to protest, questioning voices are cut of from the vocal chord. Yes... let them survive, after all food for a few reporters or those live on that. At least they should have the honesty to write this is a paid up news- to promote or to demote…. as captions in their breaking headlines.. It is true this world lost its innocence and we people lost even the trust in media.
I have watched a Malayalam movie recently. It was an interesting movie with high end political dramas and the role of media in between. How dangerously these net work functions and it is true that the word 'innocence' you find not any where. It is now an alien strange word. It is all about money, power and prestige. It is true that media heads sideline their own honest reporters and honesty is the word people use these days as weapon to target their own hidden motives. It is true that no one in this world will cry over a columnist’s death or even of a reporter. If you have a media house of yours it is easy to sell your version of the stories or even you can promote your family members and the ones who fall on your feet and threaten your opponents. Bargain and barter and share the booty of the total sale. Expand territories, do a cover up of charity and kill the innocents. How ridiculous... they work on quarterly profits, on target basis. They need to pay for their employees, photographers, journalists who write garbage bin columns like owning a BMW is prestige (Davood Ibrahim can afford end number of BMWs or even luxury vans or even a Lamborghini). Such is the cheap functioning strategy of the media, more profits less values. Who is there to protest, questioning voices are cut of from the vocal chord. Yes... let them survive, after all food for a few reporters or those live on that. At least they should have the honesty to write this is a paid up news- to promote or to demote…. as captions in their breaking headlines.. It is true this world lost its innocence and we people lost even the trust in media.
VEENA - MUSICAL NOTES ON STRINGS
(From Awakening Indian to India)
One of those spectacular features of India's complex and rich musical tradition is the evolution of a wide range o musical instruments of various kinds : percussion, wind and string instruments.
The Veena is considered as the Queen of Musical Instruments and it is popularily associated with goddess Saraswathi. The Veena comes under the chordophonic groups of instrument. It is a long necked lute with a large resonating bowl called the Kudam.This is hollowed out of a block of wood. There is also a smallest gourd called the kudukkai, which hands from the neck.This serves as a rest. The narrow end of the Veena is usually shaped like the head of a dragon. Two of the playing strings and the drone strings are made of steel whereas the other two are made of brass. To enhance the resonating quality a hold is made on the Kudam. The tonal quality of the Veena depends on the size of the Kudam.
The player holds the Veena across the lap. Only the pointing finger and the middle finger are used to play and the little finger is used to keep time on the Tala strings. This instrument is common in South India and is an important instrument in Carnatic Music.
There are different varieties of Veena. Some of them are Mahanataka Veena, Saraswathi Veena, Rudra Veena, Vichitra Veena etc. Saraswathi Veenais know as the queen of Veena's.
(From Awakening Indian to India)
One of those spectacular features of India's complex and rich musical tradition is the evolution of a wide range o musical instruments of various kinds : percussion, wind and string instruments.
The Veena is considered as the Queen of Musical Instruments and it is popularily associated with goddess Saraswathi. The Veena comes under the chordophonic groups of instrument. It is a long necked lute with a large resonating bowl called the Kudam.This is hollowed out of a block of wood. There is also a smallest gourd called the kudukkai, which hands from the neck.This serves as a rest. The narrow end of the Veena is usually shaped like the head of a dragon. Two of the playing strings and the drone strings are made of steel whereas the other two are made of brass. To enhance the resonating quality a hold is made on the Kudam. The tonal quality of the Veena depends on the size of the Kudam.
The player holds the Veena across the lap. Only the pointing finger and the middle finger are used to play and the little finger is used to keep time on the Tala strings. This instrument is common in South India and is an important instrument in Carnatic Music.
There are different varieties of Veena. Some of them are Mahanataka Veena, Saraswathi Veena, Rudra Veena, Vichitra Veena etc. Saraswathi Veenais know as the queen of Veena's.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
To be honest, we people of India as a whole unit fed up of all you politicians, biased media and Bureaucrats. They will do no good for India. Politicians will go behind power, media behind TRP (and behind film stars and their flues and fevers). Let Mayavati accept garland of rupees or Let a minister stay in Star Hotel. After all they are not Gandhis. Gandhi died long ago and he was not elite middle or lower. Job of the media has turned so fashionable now to go behind them to fill their exclusive gossip columns and cartoon specials. Struggle for survival… food for a few, but how long one digests bland continental gossips of politicians and film stars. Why can't they allot one column for a Jawan who guards our borders. We, People of India would like to know about them and not about exclusive page holders or ministers of all parties.
Jai Hind
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Param Vir Chakra
The PVC was established on January 26, 1950, by the President of India, with effect from August 15, 1947, and presently it is the second highest award of the government of India after Bharat Ratna (amendment in the statute on January 26, 1980 resulted in this order of wearing).
The medal was designed by Mrs Savitri Khanolankar (born Eva Yuonne Linda Maday-de-Maros to a Hungarian father and Russian mother) who was married to an Indian Army officer. By sheer coincidence, the first PVC was awarded to her son-in-law Major Som Nath Sharma for his bravery in the Kashmir operations in November 1947.
The medal was designed to symbolise Rishi Dadich who donated his thigh bones to gods for making Vajra and Shivaji's sword Bhawani.
The medal is of 1-3/8 inch radius and is made of bronze. In the center, on a raised circle is the state emblem, surrounding which are the four replicas of Indra's Vajra.
The decoration is suspended from a straight swiveling suspension bar.
On the rear, around a plain center, two legends separated by lotus flowers. The words Param Vir Chakra are written in Hindi and English.
The ribbon which holds the PVC is of 32 mm length and purple in colour. The award carries a cash allowance for those under the rank of second lieutenant (or the appropriate service equivalent) and, in some cases, a lump-sum cash award. Subedar Major Bana Singh of the 8 Jammu and Kashmir Light Infantry was the only serving personnel of the Indian defence establishment with a PVC till the Kargil operations.
Param Vir Chakra winners so far :-
1. IC-- 521 Major Som Nath Sharma, 4 Kumaon Regiment, November 3, 1947, Badgam Kashmir (posthumous)
2. IC-22356 Lance Naik Karham Singh M M, 1 Sikh Regiment, October 13, 1948, Tithwal Kashmir
3. SS-14246 Second Lt Rama Raghobe Rane, Corps of Engineers, April 8, 1948, Naushera, Kashmir
4. 27373 Naik Jadu Nath Singh, 1 Rajput Regiment, February 1948, Naushera, Kashmir (posthumous)
5. 2831592 Company Havildar Major Piru Singh, 6 Rajputana Rifles, July 17/18, 1948, Tithwal, Kashmir (posthumous)
6. IC-8497 Captain Gurbachan Singh Salaria, 3/1 Gurkha Rifles, December 5, 1961, Elizabethville, Katanga, Congo (posthumous)
7. IC-7990 Major Dhan Singh Thapa, 1/8 Gurkha Rifles, October 20, 1962, Ladakh, India
8. JC-4547 Subedar Joginder Singh, 1 Sikh Regiment, October 23, 1962, Tongpen La, Northeast Frontier Agency, India (posthumous)
9. Major Shaitan Singh, Kumaon Regiment, November 18, 1962, Rezang La (posthumous)
10. 2639885 Company Havildar Major Abdul Hamid, 4 Grenadiers, September 10, 1965, Chima, Khem Karan Sector (posthumous)
11. IC-5565 Lieutenant-Colonel Ardeshir Burzorji Tarapore, 17 Poona Horse, October 15, 1965, Phillora, Sialkot Sector, Pakistan (posthumous)
12. 4239746 Lance Naik Albert Ekka, 14 Guards, December 3, 1971, Gangasagar (posthumous)
13. 10877 (P) Flying Officer Nirmal Jit Singh Sekhon, Indian Air Force, December 14, 1971, Srinagar, Kashmir (posthumous)
14. IC-25067 2/Lieutenant Arun Khetarpal, 17 Poona Horse, December 16, 1971, Jarpal, Shakargarh Sector, (posthumous)
15. IC-14608 Major Hoshiar Singh, Grenadiers, December 17, 1971, Basantar River, Shakargarh Sector
16. Naib Subedar Bana Singh, 8 Jammu and Kashmir Light Infantry, June 23, 1987, Siachen Glacier, Jammu and Kashmir
17. Major Ramaswamy Parmeshwaran, 8 Mahar Regiment, November 25, 1987, Sri Lanka (posthumous)
18. IC-57556 Captain Vikram Batra, 13 Jammu and Kashmir Rifles, July 6, 1999
19. IC-56959 Lt Manoj Kumar Pandey, 1/11 Gorkha Rifles, July 3, 1999, Khaluber/Juber Top, Batalik sector, Kargil area, Jammu and Kashmir (posthumous)
20. No 2690572 Grenadier Yogendra Singh Yadav, 18 Grenadiers, July 4, 1999, Tiger Hill, Kargil area
21. Rifleman Sanjay Kumar, 13 Jammu and Kashmir Rifles, July 5, 1999
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
EPIC
Ananaythranaikapranava hrudaye
devi dishame
dhanam dhanyam soukhyam
haricharanabhaktim cha vinayam
asooya matsaryaadhyanupama
manorogashamana
praveenam vanim
sathprakara paramaahlaada jananji
Sree Jagadambikaye Namaha.
In our village temple of Narasimha there is this annual function of Narasimha Jayanthi. It is an auspious day Lord has has come out from a pillar to save prahlada, a great devotee of Lord Vishnu. It falls in the month of May. Before Narasimha Jayanthi there will be this 7 day reading of Bhagavath, story of Lord Vishnu and about his incarnations. Great Sancrit Scholars Venmany Vishnu, Krishnan and Paleli Narayan Namboothiri were invited to read the purana and explain stories in detail. All were experts in their respective fields and created an ambience of an era where Gods lived. Paleli has taught us a few slogas and I remember one about Jagadambika.
Ananaythranaikapranava hrudaye
devi dishame
dhanam dhanyam soukhyam
haricharanabhaktim cha vinayam
asooya matsaryaadhyanupama
manorogashamana
praveenam vanim
sathprakara paramaahlaada jananji
Sree Jagadambikaye Namaha.
In a materialistic world it is difficult to understand the meaning of this sloka. People are always on others nerve to either cut or to damage and matsarya the only weapon people keep to find a way to go on the top order and trap others in dangerous nets. It is true that including me all humans enter in a friendly world and turn as enemies of one or the other circumstances. And it is difficult to escape or run away when in hurry to prove a point or two and the outer layer tags on to Matsarya and from there the miseries begin. When I sit and edit a line I find a hand from a world of Matsarya near me and I will be forced to show my Matsarya and the circle of that dangerous net break all the wisdom acquired from life. There this prayer is effective; to eradicate matsarya and other manoragas like asooya, one should pray goddess Jagadambika.
You many ask, who has the time for all this, epics are out dated. This is a world of hypocrites. Might is Right. Right is Might. I am confused about all the wisdom I have acquired. Goddess, give me the wisdom to come out of all these confused hypocrisies
Thursday, March 18, 2010
WISDOM OF GITA
I used to attend discourses on Bhagavat Gita by Chinmayananda. His speeches on Karmayoga influenced me a lot. Gita is nectar, ambrosia to the world from the birth place of all civilizations. When I read Gita I find the meaning of this existence we call as life.. I have received one anonymous message on my cell phone recently that I should treat all humans equally. It is true that merits and demerits of humans can not be judged on a weighing machine and it is true that you don’t have the qualification or merit to judge and demean your fellow human being.
A a verse in Sanyas Yoga from Gita:
Vidya Vinayasampanne
Brahmane gavi hastini
Suni chaivashwapake cha
Pantitha samadarsina
The one who sees the intelligent, great, animals, lower class as equals is called a Jnani.
For such great Jnanis the world is a place to learn not to place sting and malign his fellow human beings. He does not differentiate his friends or enemies. He does not need to scare his enemies as he does not have any fear for this world. He treats every one equal. You must learn the greatness of Gita in detail-verse by verse then you venture not to threaten another human being. You are no Buddha when you keep the thought of how to bring down your opponents to silence. First you practise your own mode of silence and naturally the world turn into a peace ful place.
For a Jnani if some one publishes his book through Harper Collins or Penguin or through Australian Embassy or Mathruboomi or DC Books or Rupa &and Co, it is same as far as they try not to demean mankind in general. And for Rupa &Co and Mathrubhoomi; good and eccentric publishing houses but unsure they entertain gossips of the media of your kind. The history of Rupa & and; Co and each publishing house you must study and learn in detail first before venturing for it. That is something I know strange a word to the world of Sunset.
When you know the importance of Atmasamyana Yoga you understand the meaning of your blunders you have committed in the past.
Atmasamyana Yoga in Gita
Suhrumitranyudaseena
Madythadwesha bandusha
Sadhuswapacha Papeshu
Sambudhirvishishyathe
The one who treats friends, enemies, sinners, poor, mediators equally is called Vishishta Yogi. It is up to you to decide which section of the society you belong. Treaten not your fellow beings; that is not honourable a claim to carry forward on your crest editions.
I have seen newspapers allot a quarter of an inch from their mega news print matters to philosophical quotes. I have read a few like you should be honest and sincere. When insincere people publish such flukes it is better to tell them straight on their face you cheat. But speaking in public is an art, when some one calls you ugly and gives you a lecture on how to behave in public you laugh I know. May be a few in anger slaps you and if you are willing for it keep doing that art. But epics are played only once, it is true you can not repeat it. You play it only once, Incarnations of God is to safeguard this Earth and you find no place in this earth to play history again and again or to repeat epics. In your golden triangle, who played the deliberate game to dethrone a crown is not important but whom you victimised for that, who robbed the most, these questions arise when you repeat the circulations for the second edition. A beggar is of course a better human being than a robber. Great sages used to beg for their living but they never considered it as an inhuman act. But robbery is a criminal offense of all ages. And philosophy of the universe is such that you can not squeeze it in one capsule through the quarter of an inch of one insincere mind or your world wide circulations...
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
PRAYER
Where is God and how to reach him?. Vivekananda tried to find God and he could reach up to the presence of God. You may not find him in palatial mansions but find him in a hut of Kuchela. You may not find him near your high end knowledge house but find him playing with one illiterate. The depth of his creations can not be measured by humans. His profound vision can not be measured on a weighing scale. The really great ones will not go behind to measure the depth of their fellow beings. They will never come forward and declare that they are like that of Abraham Lincoln or Mahatma Gandhi. Only creator of this universe can do that job and he is the only one who is capable of doing it. Tagore humbles himself before God and his prayers are for Lord. It is true that a human does not need a Prayer and it is foolishness to offer it for a fellow human being. A river can not measure the depth of one Ocean, it can only fall on the surface of one ocean and end as a wave. The same way only God can understand the meaning of a Prayer; not a human. Look at the depth of this prayer Tagore offers to Lord.
All Around the World
All around the world darkness prevails
And so the luster in thee eyes effulges more
The cloud of gloom has engulfed in me from every direction
Lord your joyous countenance do I behold in the heart
Spreading the shadow of bereavement, Death travels
on every footstep
And seizes away the wealth of care whatsoever
Yet amidst that death the deathless image adorns
Leaving aside the bereavement of death I stare at that
Countenenance
Your message of assurance, have I come to listen, Lord
Never would I be afflicted with the false fear and vain bereavement
The pains of the heart would I tell and accept the nectar
by Prayer
Lord on your fearless lap have I been really favoured
with the shelter..
It is true that the only one place a human can surrender his self is at the sanctum of God and he is fearless and can only shelter the needy and his depth and his visions you can not toss down on ink marks. He makes me fearless and he understands a Prayer and he does not get tempered on a Prayer like the crownless kings of media..
Monday, March 15, 2010
Who is a Humanitarian?????
He editor of one English Weekly which states - Journalism with a human touch
Below: He shows how he expresses his humanitarian journalism
Stories he promotes. You may feel it is a kind of tabloid news. But not...... he is a humanitarian in all aspects. This is the story of Amrtia Sher - Gil (1912-1941). I have not heard of her. It is news. Interesting one.
How graceful she looks in her sarie. But the editor of human touch journalism will not agree...
I don't think I need to give an introduction on her. When I read about Amrita Sher-Gil, I thought of her and I find a similarity. Madhavikutty in her story said she used to stand naked in her house and dreamt of all her celestial lovers and all about her life. She is of course one of my favorite poets. I like her poetry more than her stories.
BANGALORE
Bangalore was a beautiful garden city with greenery all around until invasions from intruders. Bangalore in its golden heart treasured a lot of goodness with no past record of negative signboards. Unfortunately a group has formed in between on exclusive pages of black-dot brains to transform and seal this city in an empty rum cask Shadows from one time wheel rolled over this city as a black carpet like a widow’s useless curses and banters. Polluted lakes added stench and the wealth accumulated by sting missions plastered the city in hot plates. Cool soothing breeze turned wild on time bound seasonal changes and over a period of time MG Road has transformed as a pool of gossip mongers. City of Bangalore withstood invasions from continents to Weekly incisions of monsters and safeguarded its boundaries of green gardens and lovely landscapes. This city of garden remains as a proven example that you can not paint it black or seal its beauty in empty casks. No need for this city to fall on a giant shadow of emptiness.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
FREEDOM OF CHOICE
When I was in college a true Gandhian was invited to give a speech on Gandhian Studies. There was a new course introduced as Gandhian Studies. He spoke about Gandhian principles in detail. You will not become a Gandhi merely by wearing a dhothi or khadi outfits. How true are you in your conscious when you do your actions. That shows the real you; not exactly through a biased media propaganda. You rape a woman and when you say you are born in this world to set right moral standards, people will call you lunatic, not a righteous man according to moral standards. My mother was an honest school teacher, she was asked by her head master many times to submit her application for the best teacher’s award, she refused and I asked her why she did that. She said her duty is to teach and not to claim or go behind for awards. My father was an artist. They were different of course from the people who sell their stories in the market like hot cakes and not teach any moral values to their children. If you have a news paper in your hand you can even write a column on KR Narayan or NASA or praise Australian Ravens or Donkeys. It depends on your class which topic you prefer to circulate. I have a friend who goes to orphanages, poor homes, hospitals and find their needs and offers volunteer services. She told me recently one of the poor homes for children of construction workers require under garments. I remembered the enthusiasm of one news paper in collecting pink under garment through their front page to send to one made up rebel on Valentine’s Day. Their columnists wasted a lot of ink and paper on this matter. Hopeless, I must say. Let me not blame their up bringing. You find a lot of such people all around you. I don’t read news papers as I used to. I am honest from my heart when I say I lost respect for media and their ruling giants. It is a waste of time to read about Australian Donkeys and their achievements by hook or by crook method or their loyal pink Indian undergarments. I told my friend that I will join her in her social service and contribute the money earned out of stopped subscriptions.. My mother is right. She was honest. She never purchased an award as she never believed in it. And for the people who waste news paper spaces on birds and a few pieces of biscuits, I sympathize. Instead of writing such frivolous columns about pickles and birds they can go and teach a few children of construction workers. Or let them down load from Google who the freedom fighters of India or about Jhansi Ki Rani.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
STORY OF AMBARISHA
In Hindu mythology, Durvasa in Devanagari, durvāsa or Durvasas is an ancient sage, the son of Atri and Anasuya. He is supposed to be an incarnation of Shiva. He is known for his short temper. Maledictions or curses he gives in his rage ruin many lives. Hence, wherever he went, he was received with great reverence (out of fear) from humans and Devas alike. He is commonly portrayed as desiring to enjoy others' hospitality and becoming exceedingly angry and sting curses when hosts display any sort of impropriety or fail to please him as a guest. Conversely, hosts who serve him well are often blessed by him.
King Ambarisha was the great grandson of Vaivaswatha Manu.
King Ambarisha was the great grandson of Vaivaswatha Manu.
Sage Durvasa's confrontation with Ambarisha is a famous story from the Bhagavata Purana. Ambarisha was a great devotee of Vishnu and adhered firmly to the truth. He performed a Yagnya with such great devotional fervour that Narayana was pleased to bless him with his Sudarshana Chakra ("Sudarshana" meaning "good-looking" or "beautiful") as a shield of protection over him. Once, Ambarisha performed a religious rite known as the Ekadashi and Dvadashi Vrata, for 1 year (i.e. the king would fast on the 11th day of every lunar month, and break his fast the next day). After observing this practice for a year, he took up a final fast of 3 days and nights to conclude the rite. As the moment for breaking this fast drew near, sage Durvasa arrived where Ambarisha was and the king received him with due respect. Durvasa agreed to the king's request to be his honoured guest, and asked the king to wait until he had finished his bath in the river Yamuna. The auspicious moment soon arrived when the king had to break his fast to fulfill his vow, but Durvasa had not yet returned from his bath. Ambarisha was in a dilemma, as, on the one hand, it was impolite to take food before serving a guest, but on the other, the time had come for the fast to be broken. After consulting his priests, the king broke his fast by taking a sip of water, and awaited Durvasa's arrival to offer him food.
Durvasa felt that Ambarisha had violated the respect due to a guest by breaking his fast before the guest had taken his meal, and in his rage created a demon to kill Ambarisha, out of a strand of his hair. Narayana’s Sudarshana Chakra intervened, destroyed the demon and started chasing Durvasa himself. Durvasa went to Brahma and Shiva for protection. Both pleaded their inability to save him. Durvasa next went to Narayana himself, who said that he could do nothing as he was bound by the blemishless devotion of Ambarisha and suggested that the sage seek the king's pardon. Durvasa took this adivce and returned to Ambarisha, who prayed to Vishnu to recall the Sudarshana and save the sage, whereby the discuss ceased to afflict him.
For most of the Nineteenth Century, India was ruled by the British. India was considered the jewel in the crown of the British Empire. Queen Victoria had been made Empress of India and the British had a major military presence in India.
In 1885, educated middle class nationals had founded the Indian National Conference (INC). Their aim was to get a much greater say in the way India was governed.
I browsed today a few website on freedom struggle of India and it came to me as a surprise- educated middle class nationals joined the freedom movement along with great leaders Gandhiji and Nehru. I was wondering all these years which class of India has got freedom for us. Was it the elite, the middle or the lower sections of society? I feel it is not a case of class difference and I never thought I belong to a any particular class apart from a feeling that I am a human being. I see a lot of things happening around me and it is interesting what these exclusive classes in pages teach about our free India. It is a world of youngsters of 30 and 35 and the rest of the world should go in silence or they will be sliced like old trees in pavements. I will be adventurous to say here that old writers like Chetan Bhagat should go and young writers like Shobha De should stay back to kick the pages of free India. We as a society are not free of our inhibitions even after years of independence. There is no peace forming entity in this world as the world is divided and UN is just a puppet in the hands of America. Opinions are formed not on who fought for freedom but who ruled after independence, who achieved ahead of monuments and who can sit on the warmth of a palatial palace. We are free from British but we are not free from our own monsters that as a birth right chain our own nation and divide its inmates.
Educated middle class nationals founded the Indian National Conference for freedom struggle. Elite joined INC later to become ministers and not to take part in any kind of struggle. Middle and Lower are there for to struggle and fight and die.... Incredible India... We remain like this for ever until we find one more Gandhi..
Friday, March 5, 2010
Kilimanoor, Travancore
Died October 2, 1906 (1906-10-03) (aged 58)
Kilimanoor, Travancore,India
Occupation Painter
Died October 2, 1906 (1906-10-03) (aged 58)
Kilimanoor, Travancore,India
Occupation Painter
Born April 29, 1848 (1848-04-29)Raja Ravi Varma (Malayalam: രാജാ രവി വര്മ) (April 29, 1848 - October 2, 1906) was an Indian painter from the princely state of Travancore who achieved recognition for his depiction of scenes from the epics of the Mahabharata and Ramayana. His paintings are considered to be among the best examples of the fusion of Indian traditions with the techniques of European academic art.
Raja Ravi Varma was born at Ravi Varma Koil Thampuran of Kilimanoor palace in the erstwhile princely state of Travancore in Kerala. His father Ezhumavail Neelakanthan Bhattatiripad was an accomplished scholar, and his mother Umayamba Thampuratti (d.1886) was a poet and writer whose work Parvati Swayamvaram would be published by Raja Ravi Varma after her death. His siblings were C. Goda Varma (b.1854), C. Raja Raja Varma (b.1860) and Mangala Bayi Thampuratti, who was also a painter. At a young age he secured the patronage of HH Maharajah Ayilyam Thirunal of Travancore, a relative, and began formal training thereafter
Varma is most remembered for his paintings of beautiful sari-clad women, who were portrayed as shapely and graceful. His exposure in the west came when he won the first prize in the Vienna Art Exhibition in 1873. Raja Ravi Varma died in 1906 at the age of 58. He is considered among the greatest painters in the history of Indian art
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
HOW TO RENOUNCE WORLD
How to attain salvation? It is not easy for human beings, even Rishis find it difficult to attain salvation. But selfless devotees attain salvation even when they are chained in a link of worldly affairs. How can a man leave his desires when he follows another human being like a shadow holding a sting lens in his hand. He should renounce even the minute particle of desire in him that he should not follow any one even in his dreams. If he can’t do that he should not advice others on how to renounce world, how to renounce dreams, how to be detached. Let him first detach that lens he holds around his neck and leave all the worldly affairs. It is that now media and page three show piece columnists decide what righteousness is. According to media standards famous writer Kamala Das is not a righteous woman. According to media standards she does not hold any moral standards or her morality is nil. If they could sting her (I think sting was not used as a weapon to finish of rivals during those days) this media would have gone to her bed room and scavenged her. Porn writers would have called her Osho through their sick and filthy columns, Page Three news papers would have called her a blue Peacock or blue bell or prostitute. They would have sliced her family and filthy columnist would have rubbished her. What to renounce? a human’s dignity to live a life or renounce a human’s voice against criminals. Dignity of a woman is not an ounce of liquor page three women hold in their hands to spread gossips. Media should learn that first. Kamala Das was not a sex starved intern; she was a love starved human being. Media Tycoons and their stingers should first learn to renounce their desires. Why people respect Param Veer Chakra over a purchasable Padmashree. It is better to die than to live a life of a coward hiding behing the borders.You rubbish yourself more in your printing and processing unit when you try to redeem other human beings. With diplomacy you don’t need to tell others to get lost.. With out any diplomacy renounce your self from that sting lens and go away. Do what you preach.
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