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Thursday, 9 February 2017

BOOK RELEASE FOR THIRUPPAVAI – GODA’S GITA



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BOOK RELEASE FOR
THIRUPPAVAI – GODA’S GITA

Everyone would like to learn the essence of the Bagawad Gita but, with over 700 slokams in the Bagawad Gita, it’s not an easy text to study; but, what if there was a simpler way to learn the Bagawad Gita?           
            The Bagawad Gita is the essence of the Upanishads, part of the Sanskrit Vedas. The Sanskrit Vedas are called as ‘marai” in Tamil because it is not easy to decipher the meaning of the verses easily as they contain many hidden meanings. The AzhwAr Saints revealed the meaning of the Vedic Verses in Tamil. They composed the pasurams in such a way that it is easy to understand the meaning of the Sanskrit Vedas.
            The Thiruppavai is an anthology part of the Tamil Vedas called as 4000 Divya Prabandhams. It was composed by Andal (Goda Nachiar) who is none other than Goddess Bhumi Devi.  ThiruppAvai has 30 Paasurams and it is eulogised as GodhOpanishad since it summarises the sacred meanings of the Upanishads in just 30 verses.
            With the blessings of my preceptors, I have brought out the commentary of the Godopanishad in the format of a novel – conversation between Goda and her friends. Today I have released the first volume of Thiruppavai – Goda’s Gita. The commentary is based on formal lectures attended by me. A copy of the forewords from my acharyans is attached with this release.
The book can be purchased from amazon. The book is available in paperback and kindle ebook format.

Please see a preview of the book attached with this book release.















Monday, 9 January 2017

In Search Of My Prince Charming



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 The following is my experiment with prose-poetry. Please feel free to discuss symbolism in the comments section.

In Search of My Prince Charming




 I wandered through a forest so dark,
 that I knew not if it was night or day.
 Over hills and vales I went, and through rivulets in spate.
 I knew not what time t'was, what week, month or day
 many a seasons went by of hot humid days, of rains and cold clammy days

 I wandered through the forest of gloom
 with nary a ray of hope in sight.
 Trees there were of many fruits, of nuts, pomes and berries so sour
 but, behind each fruit lurked creatures of wile ready to strike
 with fangs so long, dripping with venom , disease and gall

Ores there were of gold, copper and silver  
 their purpose to weigh me down, to tarry my flight.
Glades there were a few, with sunshine that was but pale,
with grass so green and soft but betwixt the blades were thistles and thorns.
At night when the sun went down,
wolves and vultures waited round the glade.

Weary of my ramblings through the forest so dark and foreboding,
I yearned for my knight in shining armor, to carry me to the land of promise.
By some luck I chanced upon the path that shone with the light of faith,
at its end , the forest broke opening up to a great big lake,  


 so still like glass it was, dark as the darkest of nights.
Everywhere that my eye could see, was water that seemed to touch the sky.
 I sat on the shore weary of my flight, hungry and with tears in my eyes.
 Oh! What will I do? Is there no way to the land of my prince?  

 I know not how to wade and know not the depth of the sea,   
 I know not what fearsome creatures lurk beneath the watery depths  
 waiting to grab those who brave the sea   

  Yonder where the lake met the sky, there emerged a line like a silver crack,   
  from it there appeared, a white spec that seemed like a shining star, 
  bright it was against the velvety dark and as it came nearer,  
  I saw t’was a bird with beautiful plumes.  
 White it was all over with a glow that broke through the darkness. 
 It glided through the water with ease, nearer it came as if to speak.  

 Oh thou with beautiful quills, so soft but strong! Why thou cometh near me? 
 Do ye have a  message from my prince?  Or know of a way out of here?
 Oh fair maiden, it spake, are thou weary of the darkness? ‘fraid of the woeful forest?
 Do thou seek thy knight, to take ye yonder to the land of peace?  
 Oh my feathered friend with beautiful wings, tell me, have thee met my prince? 
 Speak the glories of my prince, to ease the distress I feel.

  Hear oh fair maiden, His glories are but many. 
 Do thou see the silvery line in the East?  
 Fear not but the sun is near to bring warmth and good cheer.
 What shall I tell thee about thy prince, the handsomest of all men and Gods. 
 There is none who is taller than He for He stands taller than this Universe
 This cosmos was measured by He in under three strides 
 and for a beauty spot, wears He this Earth on His cheek.

  He is darker than the new-moon night on a starless sky,
 and darker than the rain-bearing clouds. Just looking at Him quenches the heat we feel.  
 He is richer than the richest of men, angels or Gods for,  
 He owns all that we see and also all that is unseen.
 He is stronger than strength itself and held a mountain for a brolly
 to protect men , women and kine from the rain of icy stones
 He gives vigor to strength itself and light to the Sun, Moon and the stars 

 Sing His names and He will come to thee,
 Sing His names for He be the only one who can take thee away from this murky sphere,
 Sing His names to fill thee heart with warmth and good cheer,  
 Sing His names to dispel fear. Worry not for daybreak is near.

  Oh ye swan of beautiful plumes, tell me, will He come to me? 
 Will one so splendid, fetching, and great, come to me, the one in need? 
 Me a waif, weary with sorrow, with no possession in my name.
 All I have is this life and even that is not mine; 
 for,  tell me, my feathered-friend, doesn’t one who owns the cosmos own me too?   

  Oh damsel no need to worry  the prince is not without mercy.  
 In a lake like this one, caught in the jaws of a croc was the king of elephants. 
  For a thousand years he fought the croc with no sign of victory. 
 Tired at last he trumpeted thy prince’s name for help. 
 And Lo! Thy prince appeared atop the bird with golden wings,
 freed He the elephant king from the jaws of death itself!
 Befriended He a poor huntsman, a monkey king and the kin of a fiend 
 He walked this Earth to save a maiden so fear not, He will come to thee.   

  Oh ye swan tell me this, who be this maiden He saved?
 If His heart is Hers what use is it, to call His name to come to me?
 If She be His love of life, what use is it, to love my prince?

 Worry not my dear lass for She be the one who gives Him charm 
The golden maiden sits next to His heart and reigns Him to save us all
 Jealous She is not with no sign of bitterness in Her soul.
 She  is sweeter than nectar, makes Him our elixir ,
 and rests She does not  till He hath saved us all.  
Call Him, the one who is with Sri the only one to free us all.

  Joy to thee when you are free for, in His world there is no fear. 
  No sin there is nor old age, no death nor is there grief.
  In His world there is no room for hunger nor thirst.
 In His abode of enjoyment all good wishes come true.

 Tell me dear maiden, are thee ready to leave?  
 Are thee ready to call thee prince?  Give thy headdress to me, to carry to thy prince. 
 He knows of thee and sent me to thee.
 He sent me here to talk to thee, to bring ease to thee tortured mind.

  Oh the one with beautiful plumes, take this my diadem to Him but,
 what shall I do when ye be gone? Ye the only one who sang His praise be gone? 
 What shall I do till ye return, for alone I  feel my sorrow.

 Dear lass, look around thee, many feathered friends are around thee.
 With plumes of green and beaks so red, they will sing to thee His divine praise. 
 Worry not for when the Sun is here, He shall come atop the golden bird. 
 With these words the bird took off to bring to me my charming prince.
 Wait I hath not for long, after the bird sailed like the Moon across the sky, 
 The golden lights of the Sun arose to chase the shadows away.
 With the Sun came the golden bird bringing to me the prince of mine,  
 to carry me o’er the sea  to the land of eternal peace.  

 
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Thursday, 20 October 2016

ANDAL AND NAMPERUMAL








My fond memories from my childhood go back to the time when we were in Sri Rangam. I remember as if it was only yesterday when I went running through the halls of the Ranganatha Swami temple. To me, visiting the temple was like visiting my parents’ house. My mom raised me by imbibing in me that Lord Ranganathan and Ranganayaki Thayar were our parents. To this day, when I enter the temple I have the feeling of “coming home” to my parents. On our way back from the sanctum, I would stop near every bannister designed in the shape of an elephant because I had to ride on them. My dad would help me to climb on top of the stone elephants. When I was on the lookout for stone elephants, I was really searching for Andal the temple elephant. 'There she is,' my parents would tell me. ‘she is standing in the Garuda Mandapam. Would you like to say hello to her?' my dad would take me near her and only at that moment I would realize that she is much bigger than the stone elephants. Overcome by awe, I would try to hide behind my father, but she would gently touch my head with her trunk transporting me to seventh heaven!


Like every citizen of SriRangam, we visit the temple not to seek blessings, but, to say 'hello' to our beloved Lord Ranganathan. We go there to feast our eyes on his "beauty". When someone meets their friend returning from the temple, they never ask whether they had a good darshan but, ask for a description of the Lord's attire; "Is He wearing the Pandyan kondai today? What is the colour of His garment?" The love we feel for Him can't be described in words. He is truly our Lord and hence the name Namperumal". He is the King of not just SriRangam but, the entire Universe. Maharajas in general have elephants in their palaces. When even ordinary Maharajas have elephants, shouldn’t the Lord of the Universe be entitled to having elephants in His temple?  Everything associated with Him is cherished by the people of SriRangam and that includes Andal. The name given to her itself will show the love and respect people have for her as how can anyone think about “Andal” without contemplating on “Namperumal”?

I have fond memories of Andal, walking through the streets of SriRangam. We used to rush outside to welcome her when we heard her bell ringing (
யானை  வரும்  பின்னே  மணி  ஓசை  வரும்  முன்னே  ) and fed her large chunks of jaggery, bananas and water. It was especially fun to watch her take her pick from the coconut palm trees in our garden. She would pull down the leaves with ease, remove just the blades with her trunk, and roll it all up before putting it in her mouth.



People of other religious beliefs ponder over the fate of an animal's soul. They wonder if animals too go to heaven, and if they do, is there a separate heaven for them or will they go to the same place as a human soul. In Sanatana Dharma, we do not have such doubts because we are taught that all souls (jeevatmans) are equal to one another. A jeevatman according to its past karma may take on the form of an animal, bird, human or celestial being. The form taken i.e., the body is just like a dress. The Shape or color of the body may vary, but, there are no differences amongst the atmans. Only the people who do not understand the identical nature of the souls, give in to discrimination based on gender, colour, caste, etc which are but bodily differences.  The equal status given to the souls in which they are equal to one another in every way is termed as “prakara advaitam” in Sanskrit. Hence, animals too are eligible for salvation. Even great sages could take birth as an animal like Jata Bharata who took birth as a deer. The story of Gajendran the elephant shows us without any doubt that the Lord grants moksham to all living beings. As a Hindu we are trained to treat all living beings, including plants with compassion. From snakes to elephants, all living forms are respected. Hence, when we visit Andal to get her blessings, we are not abusing her, but we are showing our respect to the Lord's devotee and we are seeking the blessings of a devotee. When we see her, we are reminded about Gajendran and other elephant devotees of this Yuga like Guruvayur Kesavan. It is a bonus when she recognizes us and nods her head in the most charming manner!








Contrary to popular beliefs, temple elephants are well cared for. The average lifespan of the Asian elephant is only 48 years and that of the African elephant is 60-70 years. The average life span of elephants in zoos is only 17. Guruvayur Kesavan lived to the ripe old age of 72 years – quite long for an Asian elephant! His devotion to Lord Krishna is legendary and it is a well-known fact that he enjoyed serving Lord Krishna of Guruvayur. Even on the day when he ascended to Sri Vaikuntam, he wouldn’t allow any other elephant to take over his duties. It is said that he even had an elephant guru called Padmanaban. It is evident from history that elephants too enjoy performing devotional service. There are many temple elephants in India who live well beyond their life span. The State Governments take good care of the temple elephants. There are even initiatives in place to start old-age homes for aged elephants http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/city/thiruvananthapuram/Old-age-home-for-elephants-in-Kerala-soon/articleshow/45173263.cms

 
Andal has caught the attention of many animal welfare societies. These groups can rest assured that the citizens of SriRangam will not allow Andal to face any harm. She is well beloved and is a VIP. She is the princess of SriRangam. She even enjoys well organized vacations with other elephants from Tamil Nadu. She has every right to perform devotional service to the Lord just like people. The focus should be shifted to other animals facing abuse like animals in rodeos and experimental animals like lab rats. If the organizations really care for animal rights, then they should stop the slaughter of cows and other animals for their meat. If training animals is abusive, isn’t it also applicable to training dogs and putting them  on a  lead or seeing eye dogs?

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