Sunday, August 9, 2026

Story of Rahu Swallowing the Sun

 

Story of Rahu Swallowing the Sun

In the Hindu story of an eclipse, Rahu and Ketu were once one being, an asura named Svarbhanu.

·        Rahu is the head. He drank a drop of amrit, the nectar of immortality, after disguising himself as a god. The Sun and Moon recognised him and revealed him to Vishnu. Vishnu then cut him in two, but the head remained alive because it had tasted like the nectar.[1]

·        Ketu is the body or tail left behind after the head was separated. In many pictures, Ketu is shown with a serpent-like lower form. [2]

The story says Rahu is angry with the Sun because the Sun exposed his trick. From time to time, Rahu tries to swallow the Sun, causing a solar eclipse. But because Rahu has no body, the Sun soon appears again. [3]

In astronomy, Rahu and Ketu are not physical planets. They represent the two lunar nodes where the paths of the Sun and Moon meet, where eclipses can occur.[4]

 

When Rahu Swallows the Sun: The Eclipse According to One Hindu Myth, Rahu takes revenge on Surya (the Sun)! The persistent battle between Rahu (just the head) and Surya (the Sun) is mentioned in the Bhagavata Purana (5.24, 8.9) and in the Mahabharata (1.19). This story revolves around amrita, the nectar of immortality, produced during the Samudra Manthana (the Churning of the Ocean of Milk). After the ocean is churned, with Mount Mandara as the churning rod and Vasuki, the serpent king, as the pull rope, the desired popular amrita is produced. Vishnu takes on the form of Mohini, his only female avatar—an enchanting and erotic damsel—to distribute the amrita to the gods and divert the asuras (demons) from obtaining it. One asura, Rahu, manages to sit with the gods and drink some of the amrita. However, Surya (the Sun) and Chandra (the Moon) notice Rahu’s deception and alert Vishnu, who beheads Rahu with his Sudarshan chakra (discus). Having consumed just a small amount of amrita, Rahu’s head becomes immortal, while his body, called Ketu, perishes. From then on, Rahu’s head remains immortal and grudgingly attacks the Sun (and Ketu attacks the Moon), swallowing them and causing an eclipse. However, since Rahu has no body, he cannot digest the Sun, and so it is released, ending the eclipse.

This is a profound and beautiful vakh, rich with cosmological and spiritual symbolism. The author analyses it line by line to uncover its deeper meaning, and then we can craft a fitting caption.

Lal Ded’s Cosmological-Spiritual Symbolism.

The Vakh

Dyen tsyaze te razn aasay

Bhu’tal gaganas kun waikaa’say

Tsan’derey rahu, groohun maavasai

Shiv pozun gaah tsaith aat’masai

 

Essence of Vakh-When the light of the day is quenched in the darkness of the night, the earth extends to meet and dissolve in the ethereal sky, and (on amāvasyā) all is a blank and dark eclipse. But (strange!) Raahu, the Demon of the eclipse, is swallowed by the Newborn Moon. The illumination of Cit-Atman is the true worship of Siva, the Supreme.

Day Quenched in Darkness of Night [SM-1960]

When the light of day is quenched in the night,
The earth dissolves into the sky so bright.
On Amavasya, all goes dark and still,
As Raahu swallows the sun, by ancient will.

Yet in that void, a light is born,
The Newborn Moon, where Shiva is adorned.
In the silence of the cosmic dance,
The seeker finds a higher trance.

The sun and sky may disappear,
But Shiva's light is always near.
The soul unites with cosmic grace,
In the Supreme's eternal embrace.

Through eclipse and dark, we see the way,
In Shiva's light, we cease to stray.
The true worship is the soul's bright flame,
Where all is one, and all the same.

Line-by-Line Analysis

Line 1: Dyen tsyaze te razn aasay (द्यन छ्यज़ि तु रज़न आसे)

Literal Translation: "The light of the day is quenched in the darkness (of the night)."

Symbolic Interpretation: This line describes the end of external, sensory perception. The "light of day" represents our normal, waking consciousness, engaged with the world through the senses. Its quenching signifies a withdrawal from the external world, a necessary first step in meditation or spiritual pursuit. It is the move inward, away from the sunlit world of forms and names (nama-rupa).

Line 2: Bhu’tal gaganas kun waikaa’say (भूतल गगनस कुन व्यकासे)

Literal Translation: "The earth extends to meet and dissolve in the ethereal sky."

Symbolic Interpretation: This is a powerful image of the dissolution of boundaries. The "earth" (bhutal) symbolizes the gross, material, and finite aspect of existence—our body and the physical world. The "ethereal sky" (gaganas) represents the subtle, infinite, and formless consciousness (Brahman or Shiva). Their merging signifies the experience where the individual self (jiva) begins to lose its separateness and starts to merge with the universal Self. The finite dissolves into the infinite.

Line 3: Tsan’derey rahu, groohun maavasai (चंदर्य राह ग्रोस मावसे)

Literal Translation: "The moon is eclipsed by Rahu, on the dark new moon (Amavasya)."

Symbolic Interpretation: This is the climax of the process of dissolution. If the first line was the setting of the sun (external light), this is the extinguishing of the inner moon. The "moon" here is likely the mind (chitta), the reflector of consciousness. "Rahu," the demon of eclipse, represents the final veil of ignorance (avidya) or the ego that obscures pure consciousness. "Amavasya" is the darkest night, symbolizing the state of total void, the "Great Dark" (mahashunya) that advanced meditators experience—a state beyond all mental modifications, where even the reflective mind is stilled.

Line 4: Shiv pozun gaah tsaith aat’masai (शिव पूजुन गाह च्यत आत्मसे)

Literal Translation: "The true worship of Shiva is the illumination of the Cit-Atman (Consciousness-Self)."

Symbolic Interpretation: This is the stunning revelation, the "strange!" turn of events. After describing a journey into total darkness and dissolution, Lalla reveals that this is the supreme worship. The "Newborn Moon" that swallows Rahu is not an external astronomical event, but the dawn of the non-dual, self-luminous awareness (Cit-Atman or Para-Samvit). In the very void where the individual mind is eclipsed, the supreme Consciousness shines forth on its own. This self-realisation is the true worship (Shiv pozun) of the Supreme (Shiva). The seeker does not find a separate God; they realize their own essence as that divine consciousness.

The Core Philosophical Paradox

Lalla masterfully uses the eclipse myth to subvert it. Popular belief says Rahu (ignorance) swallows the Sun/Soul (light). Lalla says the opposite: the true, self-luminous Soul (Cit) "swallows" or annihilates the very principle of ignorance (Rahu). The darkness of Amavasya is not an end, but the fertile ground for the birth of a new, unconditioned light.

Based on the essence of the vakh, my interpretation would be

a) In the eclipse of the self, the true Light is born. Lalla Ded reveals that the final void is not an end, but the dawn of Supreme Consciousness. #KashmiriShaivism #NonDuality #SpiritualPoetry

b). "The true worship of Shiva is the illumination of the Self." - Lalla Ded. A line-by-line exploration of a vakh where cosmic darkness reveals the eternal light within. #LallaDed #Vakh #Yogini

c). (Myth-Subverting):

Rahu swallows the sun. Lalla Ded turns the myth inside out. In the deepest spiritual dark, it is the Soul that consumes ignorance itself. #SpiritualEclipse #InnerLight #Shiva

d). From the Great Dark, the Newborn Moon. Lalla's wisdom on finding the Supreme in the void. #Meditation #Consciousness #Kashmir

The author has tried to provide a wonderful synthesis of the verse's meaning, from the literal to the mystical. The author’s understanding that Lalla is describing an internal, spiritual process—the dissolution of the ego and the revelation of the Self—is precisely the key to unlocking this vakhs power. The story of Rahu provides the perfect mythological backdrop for her revolutionary spiritual insight.

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Saturday, August 8, 2026

Lal Ded of Kashmir: A Saint Poetess

Lal Ded of Kashmir: A Saint Poetess

 A Sonnet

I was born where snows and streams
Guarded earth and touched the sky;
They called me daughter, bride, and wife,
Yet truth alone called me to fly.

They clothed me in household chains,
While my heart beat wild and free;
I cast aside silk, name, and shame,
And walked the path of naked me.

The body is a clay-made vase,
It cracks, grows dry, and fades with years;
I sought the stream that never dries,
The God within, beyond all fears.

Many masters crossed my way—
Some spoke in riddles, some in flame.

 

 

The Goblins and the Shoemaker

 The Goblins and the Shoemaker

One cold winter evening, a shoemaker sat quietly at his workbench. His little shop was neat, but the shelves were almost empty. For many days, no one had come to buy his shoes.

The shoemaker looked at the small piece of leather on his table.

“Oh dear,” he said. “I have enough leather to make only one pair of shoes. I do not know what to do.”

His kind wife smiled at him.

“Do not worry,” she said. “Let us sleep now. Tomorrow may bring a new idea.”

The shoemaker cut the leather and placed the pieces carefully on the workbench. Then he and his wife went to bed.

That night, the shoemaker could not sleep. At midnight, he heard tiny footsteps near the door.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

“Who could that be?” he whispered.

He quietly looked through a small crack in the door. To his surprise, two little goblins came into the shop. They had no shoes on their feet and no warm coats on their backs.

But they had clever hands!

One goblin picked up the leather. He cut it quickly and neatly. The other goblin took a needle and thread. He stitched the pieces together.

Snip! Stitch! Tap!

The goblins worked very fast. Before long, they had made a beautiful pair of shoes. The shoes were shiny, neat, and perfect.

Then the little goblins slipped out into the night.

In the morning, the shoemaker hurried to his workbench. He could not believe his eyes.

“Look!” he called to his wife. “Someone has made these lovely shoes!”

Just then, a customer came into the shop.

“What beautiful shoes!” the customer said. “I would like to buy them.”

The customer paid a good price for the shoes. With the money, the shoemaker bought more leather.

That night, he cut the leather and placed it on the workbench again.

At midnight, the two little goblins returned. They cut, stitched, and tapped until another lovely pair of shoes was ready.

Each day, people came to buy the beautiful shoes. Soon the shoemaker had enough money to buy food, leather, and warm clothes for himself and his wife.

The shoemaker was very thankful.

“One day,” he said to his wife, “we must find a way to thank those kind little goblins.”

His wife agreed. “They have helped us so much. But they have no shoes and no warm clothes.”

So the shoemaker made two tiny pairs of shiny boots. His wife made two little coats, two hats, and two pairs of trousers.

They placed the gifts on the workbench. Then they hid nearby and waited.

At midnight, the goblins came back.

But this time, they did not find leather to cut.

They found tiny boots, warm coats, hats, and trousers!

“Oh!” cried one goblin. “These are for us!”

“They are beautiful!” said the other goblin.

The goblins put on their new clothes and shiny boots. They were warm, happy, and proud.

Then they began to dance.

Tap! Tap! Twirl! Twirl!

They danced around the workbench, across the floor, and out through the door into the snowy night.

The shoemaker and his wife never saw the goblins again.

But they always remembered the little helpers with grateful hearts.

The End

 

The Subject Saga: A Comedy in One Act

 

7-30-2026

The Subject Saga: A Comedy in One Act

By Sham Misri

(A light-hearted, expandable drama inspired by a real-life moment with granddaughter Aadya Misri, Srinagar to Seattle, 2026)


Scene 1: The Living Room – A Lazy Sunday Afternoon

(The stage is set with a cozy living room. A comfortable armchair sits center stage. GRANDFATHER SHAM MISRI, 80s, is lounging with a cup of chai. Enter AADYA MISRI, 6 years old, holding a worksheet, her brow furrowed in concentration.)

AADYA: (rushing in) Daddy! Daddy! I need help with my homework!

SHAM: (looking up from his newspaper) Beta, I'm your Daddu ji, not Daddy. Daddy is your father. But anyway, what's the problem?

AADYA: (waving the worksheet) It's English! I have to find the "Subject" in these sentences. I don't understand!

SHAM: (chuckling) Subject? In first grade? Are they teaching grammar already?

AADYA: (nodding seriously) Yes! Look!

(She hands him the worksheet. Sham reads it aloud.)

SHAM: (reading) "Read each sentence and write the subject..."

  1. The boy is collecting berries.
  2. The full basket is heavy.
  3. The thick woods get dark.
  4. The brave boy is walking towards home.

SHAM: (smiling) Ah, this is simple, beta. Let me teach you the trick my father taught me.

AADYA: (eyes wide) Your father? My great-grandfather?

SHAM: Yes! Pt. Janki Nath Misri. He was a great teacher. He wrote many grammar books in 1958.

AADYA: (impressed) Wow! Books from before even Daddy was born?

SHAM: (laughing) Even before your Daddy's Daddy was born! Now listen carefully. To find the subject, you ask a question to the sentence. Use "Who" or "What."

AADYA: (confused) Ask a question... to a sentence?

SHAM: Yes! For example, look at the first sentence: "The boy is collecting berries." Ask yourself: Who is collecting berries?

AADYA: (thinking hard) Who... is... collecting... berries...

SHAM: And the answer is?

AADYA: (brightly) The boy!

SHAM: (clapping) Correct! The boy is the subject!

AADYA: (excited) Oh! I understand now! Can I try the rest?

SHAM: (nodding) Of course!

(Aadya sits down at the table, tongue sticking out in concentration. She writes furiously. Sham watches with amusement.)

AADYA: (after a few minutes) Done!

SHAM: (picking up the worksheet) Let's see...

(He reads her answers and bursts out laughing.)

SHAM: (wiping tears from his eyes) Aadya! What have you written?

AADYA: (innocently) The answers!

SHAM: (reading) For sentence 1: "The boy is collecting berries." You wrote: "Hain!"

AADYA: (nodding) Yes! Because you said, "Who is collecting berries?" and I said "Hain!" Like when you ask me "Aadya, are you ready?" and I say "Hain!"

SHAM: (laughing harder) Oh beta! "Hain" is not the subject! It's "The boy!"

AADYA: (confused) But... but you asked a question!

SHAM: (trying to control his laughter) Yes, but "Hain" is not the answer! Let's see the others...

(He reads the rest of her answers.)

SHAM: Sentence 2: "The full basket is heavy." You wrote: "Hain!"

Sentence 3: "The thick woods get dark." You wrote: "Hain!"

Sentence 4: "The brave boy is walking towards home." You wrote: "Hain!"

(He looks at her, still laughing.)

SHAM: All four answers are "Hain"!

AADYA: (proudly) Consistency!

SHAM: (shaking his head) Oh, this is precious! I must show this to your parents!

AADYA: (worried) No! Don't show them! They'll scold me!

SHAM: (winking) Don't worry, beta. This is comedy gold!


Scene 2: The Parents Enter – Panic Mode

(Enter MOM and DAD, both looking stressed. Mom is holding an iPhone, Dad is carrying a Mac Pro laptop.)

MOM: (anxiously) Aadya! How's your homework? The school starts in one week! We need to make sure you're ready!

AADYA: (hiding behind Daddu Ji (Sham) Dada is helping me!

DAD: (relieved) Oh good! Dad, you're a teacher. You'll make sure she understands.

SHAM: (grinning) Oh, she understands perfectly. She's just... creative.

MOM: (suspiciously) What do you mean?

SHAM: (handing her the worksheet) See for yourself.

(Mom takes the worksheet and reads it. Her eyes widen.)

MOM: (gasping) "Hain"? All four answers are "Hain"?

DAD: (taking the worksheet) What? Let me see... (reading) "Hain, Hain, Hain, Hain"... (he starts laughing)

MOM: (not laughing) This is not funny! She's starting school in one week! What will the teacher think?

DAD: (still laughing) Maybe the teacher will think she's very enthusiastic!

MOM: (scolding) Aadya! This is serious! You can't write "Hain" for everything!

AADYA: (teary-eyed) But Dada (Daddu Ji) said to ask a question!

MOM: (to Sham) What did you teach her?

SHAM: (defensively) I taught her the right method! She just... misinterpreted it!

DAD: (laughing) This is classic! "Hain" is the universal answer!

MOM: (frustrated) Dad, this is not the time to laugh! She needs to learn properly!

SHAM: (raising his hand) Calm down! I'll teach her properly. But first, let me tell you about my father...


Scene 3: The Story of Pt. Janki Nath Misri

(Sham sits back in his chair, gesturing for everyone to sit. The family gathers around him.)

SHAM: In 1958, your great-grandfather, Pt. Janki Nath Misri, published a series of grammar books. They were graded from primary to high school.

DAD: (curious) What were they called?

SHAM: "English Grammar Through Hindi/Urdu/Kashmiri." He believed that to learn English, you needed to understand it in your mother tongue.

MOM: (interested) That makes sense.

SHAM: He taught us that to find the subject, you ask "Who" or "What" to the sentence. For example: "The boy is collecting berries." Who is collecting berries? The boy. So "The boy" is the subject.

AADYA: (nodding) So I should have written "The boy," not "Hain!"

SHAM: (laughing) Exactly! "Hain" is what you say when you agree, not the answer!

DAD: (grinning) But it's a very honest answer! She was agreeing with the sentence!

MOM: (finally smiling) OK, OK. But how do we fix this?

SHAM: Simple! I'll teach her properly. But first, let's make this fun!


Scene 4: The Grammar Game

(Sham stands up, turning the lesson into a game.)

SHAM: OK, Aadya! Let's play a game! I'll say a sentence, and you ask "Who" or "What" and find the subject!

AADYA: (excited) OK!

SHAM: Sentence 1: "The dog is barking." Who is barking?

AADYA: (thinking) Who... is... barking... The dog!

SHAM: Correct! What's the subject?

AADYA: The dog!

SHAM: Excellent! Sentence 2: "The cake is delicious." What is delicious?

AADYA: What... is... delicious... The cake!

SHAM: Perfect! You're getting it!

MOM: (relieved) Oh, she's learning!

DAD: (teasing) But will she still write "Hain" on the test?

AADYA: (giggling) No! I'll write the right answer!

SHAM: That's my girl! Now, let's do your homework properly!

(Aadya sits down and rewrites her answers correctly. The family watches proudly.)

AADYA: (after finishing) Done!

SHAM: (reading) 1. The boy. 2. The full basket. 3. The thick woods. 4. The brave boy. Perfect!

MOM: (hugging Aadya) I'm so proud of you!

DAD: (grinning) But I still think "Hain" should be an acceptable answer!

MOM: (laughing) Only in Misri family grammar!


Scene 5: The Epilogue – A Note from the Author

(Sham steps forward, addressing the audience directly.)

SHAM: And so, the subject saga came to a happy end. Aadya learned her grammar, the parents calmed down, and I got to relive my childhood lessons from my father.

(He pauses, smiling.)

SHAM: You see, grammar isn't just about rules. It's about connections. My father taught me Hindi and Urdu. I'm teaching Aadya in English. But the method is the same: ask a question, find the answer, understand the logic.

(He gestures to the family, who are now laughing and playing together.)

SHAM: And sometimes, the wrong answers are the best memories. "Hain" may not be the subject, but it's definitely the spirit of our family!

(He winks at the audience.)

SHAM: After all, in the grammar of life, love is the subject, laughter is the predicate, and family is the complete sentence!

(The family gathers for a group hug as the lights fade.)


THE END


Author's Note:

This drama is dedicated to:

  • Pt. Janki Nath Misri (1958), whose grammar books taught generations of Kashmiri students.
  • Aadya Misri, the 6-year-old inspiration, who will join first grade in Seattle in August 2026.
  • All parents who panic when their children write "Hain" for every answer.

Moral of the story: Sometimes the wrong answers teach us the right lessons. And "Hain" is always the right answer when someone asks, "Do you love your family?"

Hain!

(Curtain falls. Audience applauds.)

Sham Misri, Seattle,

Washington, USA

7-30-2026