Fearless entry
I wii enter your mansion bolldly with out fear of the watchful waking dogs
why should wait till they lie down sleeping ?
Iam not a thief , I am not treacherous,and I have no axe to grind.
I come with open heart and noble urge for friendship
I come as a humanbeing desiring to meet another
I come to know how humanbeings can become more human
I come to discuss how we can redeem our pledge to God who created us
in His own image
The dogs will smell me to learn that I am innocent and welcome me with graceful gestures
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By rajagopalarao v | 21:14 | 5/Sep/2009 |0Comment(s) |
Death
Death is inescapable
Man is followed by death where ever he goes and sometimes he follows death not knowing
Infact he is a walking death
He is surrounded by death,his actions are supervisioned by death constantly
Man acts because death permits.But death too has its rules!
When individual time is over it takes him into its icy embrace
We are all the people walking ,dreaming,and building castles under the universal hand of death
We are all the people boasting,scheming ,fighing dividing destroying and annihilating ourrselves
forgetting that
the hand of death is at the striking height above our heads
Yet we brand ourselves clever ,intelligent and brilliant!
What a paradox?
If we know ourselves,about ourselves,and about what is in store for us in the ultimate end
this world we live in will be free from most of the present unpleasent things.that arise from our
stupidity and greed.
It follows ; Awareness of death alone will make us loving and lovable ,giving and forgiving
graceful and peaceful and in a word Really human
Is death then a bane or a boon?
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By rajagopalarao v | 21:55 | 1/Sep/2009 |1Comment(s) |
silence
where words end silence begins
when sounds end ecstasy starts
in silence is ecstasy
words of all men as well as women, of all kinds end in silence
silence is a mighty silencer ,mighty incluser and mighty possesser!!
words differ but silence is one
words have many tongues
but the language of silence is one
words vary and divide.but silence unifies
words are in silence for there is silence after each word and between word and word
words sap our energy ,silence rejuvenates
great ideas are born in silence
Oh! friend , was it not said 'speech is silvery but silence is golden'?
But why is there turmoil of words and cacophony and engulfing sound pollution?
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Sunday, September 6, 2009
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Love
What is love?
Its essence is that one should not think of doing any harm to the object of one's love.
when any harm comes to the beloved one shoud be ready to sacrifice one's own interests with out much ado. love does not allow the beloved to succumb to misfortunes.Love bears the pain in sacrifice calmly and joyfully
Love gives life .It does not bear any sacrifice for its own sake
Love ensures safety. It does not bear the suffering of a living thing.
Love gives protection .It does not bear the destruction of any person.
Love is verily the endless flow the divine nectar!
Love is a sensitively growing tender creeper .Lust is its pest.Understanding is its associate.
Questionable and detestable behaviour is neither the road nor the way in the realm of Love.And Love alone is Love's equal.Love is the life force of the creation and its prop too.
Love is reciprocal.There no such thing as forced Love.Why?,because is not give and take the manner of love?
By love alone, the hearts filled with the splendour of the Spring ,casting off their identities ,unify in the
joy beyond description and flourish in fullness.
Love shines with perfection.Love's vision is also perfect.Because of Love only a mother never minds the defect in her physically challenged child and always thinks of the child's wellbeing.
Love is self filling and Love is self shining.
There appears no carnal craving where pure love is.
There is no pecuniary consideration when Pure love reigns.
Only sublime friendship flourishes with all its glory wher Love is present
Is it a hyperbole if I say Love is the All auspiciousGod Himself!!!
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Its essence is that one should not think of doing any harm to the object of one's love.
when any harm comes to the beloved one shoud be ready to sacrifice one's own interests with out much ado. love does not allow the beloved to succumb to misfortunes.Love bears the pain in sacrifice calmly and joyfully
Love gives life .It does not bear any sacrifice for its own sake
Love ensures safety. It does not bear the suffering of a living thing.
Love gives protection .It does not bear the destruction of any person.
Love is verily the endless flow the divine nectar!
Love is a sensitively growing tender creeper .Lust is its pest.Understanding is its associate.
Questionable and detestable behaviour is neither the road nor the way in the realm of Love.And Love alone is Love's equal.Love is the life force of the creation and its prop too.
Love is reciprocal.There no such thing as forced Love.Why?,because is not give and take the manner of love?
By love alone, the hearts filled with the splendour of the Spring ,casting off their identities ,unify in the
joy beyond description and flourish in fullness.
Love shines with perfection.Love's vision is also perfect.Because of Love only a mother never minds the defect in her physically challenged child and always thinks of the child's wellbeing.
Love is self filling and Love is self shining.
There appears no carnal craving where pure love is.
There is no pecuniary consideration when Pure love reigns.
Only sublime friendship flourishes with all its glory wher Love is present
Is it a hyperbole if I say Love is the All auspiciousGod Himself!!!
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Thursday, July 30, 2009
Bhartrihari
Bhartrihari was a sanskrit poet of Ancient India.He wrote on all matters concerning the human life like friendship,education,ignorance,fate,morals,sex and renunciation.His ideas and suggestions are practical,
down to the earth and full of common sense which is notcommon.
The criteria he gives to select a friend are worth knowing by every person particularly by the young who stand at the threshold of entering an active and useful life.
In a verse on the qualities of a friend he says
Friend shines with these qualities
HE turns his friend away from the sin
Imbues his friend with matters of virtuous conduct
Hides the secrets of his friend
Nourishes his character
Does not desert in the hour of need and danger
Gives when his friend is in want
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In two interesting episodes Bhartrihari describes the power of God which people call Fate, on the lives of both human and non humanliving things.
A certain bald headded person walking in the hot Sun,having his head scorched by the hot sunrays ran quickly and stood in the shade of a palmyra tree.But alas! his head was broken with great sound by the speedy impact of its falling fruit!Dangers follow to the place where the person who is strongly smitten by God goes!
A snake charmer caught hold of a snake and put it in basket with lid on and some weight over it.The snake was frightened and lost all hopes of escape.Further it was tired too.The night set in.A rat made a hole to the basket and went in to the basket ,perhaps in search of food. The snake killed the rat ,swallowed it and made its escape to freedom through the same hole made by the rat.At any time,for harm or growth God alone is the cause!!
down to the earth and full of common sense which is notcommon.
The criteria he gives to select a friend are worth knowing by every person particularly by the young who stand at the threshold of entering an active and useful life.
In a verse on the qualities of a friend he says
Friend shines with these qualities
HE turns his friend away from the sin
Imbues his friend with matters of virtuous conduct
Hides the secrets of his friend
Nourishes his character
Does not desert in the hour of need and danger
Gives when his friend is in want
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In two interesting episodes Bhartrihari describes the power of God which people call Fate, on the lives of both human and non humanliving things.
A certain bald headded person walking in the hot Sun,having his head scorched by the hot sunrays ran quickly and stood in the shade of a palmyra tree.But alas! his head was broken with great sound by the speedy impact of its falling fruit!Dangers follow to the place where the person who is strongly smitten by God goes!
A snake charmer caught hold of a snake and put it in basket with lid on and some weight over it.The snake was frightened and lost all hopes of escape.Further it was tired too.The night set in.A rat made a hole to the basket and went in to the basket ,perhaps in search of food. The snake killed the rat ,swallowed it and made its escape to freedom through the same hole made by the rat.At any time,for harm or growth God alone is the cause!!
The boy goes to school
The boy goes to school, dressed up smartly and with baggage
Of books,lunch box and water bottle
To nourish his brain and also his brawn
walking briskly to discover new worlds and horizons
Both the inner and outer;the inner,his latent talents and defects
Now a days his physical and mental strength and stamina too
In carrying the weight of the school bag!
The outer that surrounds him with its varying ramifications and
Contradictions ever grouping and ever changing and regrouping
like pieces in a kaleidoscope and moving clouds in the sky
To understand,appreciate,arrive at common principles,apply them
In finding solutions to the problems that confront him
Fighting against odds to shape the outcome to his advantage
In the unseen but sure future
He is like a mountaineer with his kit, cilmbing up
To reach the summit braving the testing weather and avalanches!
On every return after the day's arduous work
And a short refresh,the pleasing words of the boy
Spoken ,attempting to articulate
About his adventures in his new world
To his parents,are drops of nectar and notes of joy
And before their mind's eye the future wellbred ,polished
Accomplished and equipped promising young hero stands
Making them to forget for the while the burden and restraint
Of finance they bear to give the best education to their son
And with sweet dreams of the future they sleep but
To wake up before the following daybreak
Well in advance of the inevitable horn of the school bus
To prepare the boy to the day's ordeal
And the boy dressed up smartly readies himself for his next adventure
Unmindful of other things except his newworlds!!!
Of books,lunch box and water bottle
To nourish his brain and also his brawn
walking briskly to discover new worlds and horizons
Both the inner and outer;the inner,his latent talents and defects
Now a days his physical and mental strength and stamina too
In carrying the weight of the school bag!
The outer that surrounds him with its varying ramifications and
Contradictions ever grouping and ever changing and regrouping
like pieces in a kaleidoscope and moving clouds in the sky
To understand,appreciate,arrive at common principles,apply them
In finding solutions to the problems that confront him
Fighting against odds to shape the outcome to his advantage
In the unseen but sure future
He is like a mountaineer with his kit, cilmbing up
To reach the summit braving the testing weather and avalanches!
On every return after the day's arduous work
And a short refresh,the pleasing words of the boy
Spoken ,attempting to articulate
About his adventures in his new world
To his parents,are drops of nectar and notes of joy
And before their mind's eye the future wellbred ,polished
Accomplished and equipped promising young hero stands
Making them to forget for the while the burden and restraint
Of finance they bear to give the best education to their son
And with sweet dreams of the future they sleep but
To wake up before the following daybreak
Well in advance of the inevitable horn of the school bus
To prepare the boy to the day's ordeal
And the boy dressed up smartly readies himself for his next adventure
Unmindful of other things except his newworlds!!!
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Memories
Treasure your sweet memories
And discard the bitter
Sweet memories exhilarate
And the bitter drag down
The sweet are the wings
To touch the ends of the skies of joy
And the bitter sit on us in the abyss of gloom
To make us irrelevant in the present
And discard the bitter
Sweet memories exhilarate
And the bitter drag down
The sweet are the wings
To touch the ends of the skies of joy
And the bitter sit on us in the abyss of gloom
To make us irrelevant in the present
Saturday, July 25, 2009
The whole
Om
Poorna madah, poornamidah!
Poornaat poornamudachyatE!
Poornasya poornamaadaaya
PoornamEvaavisishyatE!
Om
Shanti: Shanti: Shanti:
The whole is That.The whole is This.The whole was born of The whole.Taking The Whole from The whole The whole remains!OmPeace!Peace!!Peace!!!
Isavasya upanishad
Posted by V.Rajagopala rao at Saturday, July 18, 2009
Poorna madah, poornamidah!
Poornaat poornamudachyatE!
Poornasya poornamaadaaya
PoornamEvaavisishyatE!
Om
Shanti: Shanti: Shanti:
The whole is That.The whole is This.The whole was born of The whole.Taking The Whole from The whole The whole remains!OmPeace!Peace!!Peace!!!
Isavasya upanishad
Posted by V.Rajagopala rao at Saturday, July 18, 2009
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