Saturday, November 30, 2024

The story of the super demon-Raktabeeza

 

The story of the super demon-Raktabeeza

When Shumbha heard about the horrible ends met by Ambika to Dhumra Lochana, Chanda and Munda he flew into a rage. The demon king himself arrived on the battlefield with his huge army to challenge Ambika. On the other side, all the gods rushed to the aid of Ambika and Kalli. Brahmi came out of Brahma. Maheshwari shot out of Mahesha (Shiva) Vishnu produced Vaishnavi and Chandika power emerged out of Ambika. Other gods also released their female alter-forces. A hair-raising battle was on. The female alter-powers were fighting with the alter-weapons of their respective male origins.

The sky became overcast with divine and demonic forces and their mind-boggling weapons of para-kinds. The mother forces pushed back the demons as they were far superior to the demonic powers.

Then the super-demon Raktabeeza arrived to rally the demons. He roared, "Cowards! How do you show your back to females on the battlefield? Shame on you! You are mighty males. Remember that and turn to fight back. I am with you."

The sight of Raktabeeza worried Indra. He threw his thunderbolt at the mighty demon. The resultant wound caused a fountain of blood to spring out of the demon. But the god forces were in for a shock. Every drop of Raktabeeza's blood fell on the ground producing a demon as mighty as him. They pushed Mother's forces on the back foot. Any newborn demon shedding blood produced more demons each from every drop. Soon the Raktabeezas were all over breathing down at godly female forces.

Then, Chandika said to Kaali, "Chamunda! The only way to counter Raktabeeza is not to let any drop of his blood fall on the ground."

"I will see to it." Kali confidently claimed, "No drop of his blood will be allowed to fall on the ground."

Chandika and other female forces continued their battle against the Raktabeezas. Soon the thousands of by-products Raktabeezas got destroyed as Kaali collected blood spilt by demons in a coconut shell bowl without letting any drop-down. It angered Raktabeeza. He thought, 'If she is not eliminated at once I too might get killed."

So, thinking the mighty demon leapt at Kaali. Chandika took advantage of his being too taken up with Kaali and slayed the demon in one swish of her sword. Kaali collected the bloodshed by him and drank it. Thus, mighty Raktabeeza died. It elated the gods, and they showered flowers hailing the victory of the goddesses.

The death of Raktabeeza greatly upset King Shumbha and his brother Nishumbha. Shumbha said, "Brother Nishumbha! Only you have the power to eliminate that woman."

"I go to the battlefield, brother. I will end that woman menace," Nishumbha declared. He wanted to fight the goddesses and did not last long.

This time Shumbha himself arrived fuming in anger and screamed, "Woman! It is no victory of yours. You are using some sorcery powers of others to kill my soldiers!"

"Evil demon! I am alone. There is no one else in this universe. The goddesses you see around are just my projected powers."

To the bewilderment of Shumbha, all the goddesses merged into Ambika who herself had become Durga. Shumbha grabbed Durga and flew up into the sky. There they fought a battle. Durga threw the demon down on earth and speared him to death.

The death of the demon king lit up the faces of the gods with happiness and they hailed the demon slayer Durga.

Saturday, November 23, 2024

The story of Chanda and Munda

 

The story of Chanda and Munda

Once the demons gained control over the gods. The mighty demon king Shumbha expelled the gods out of their domain, heaven. The demons chased the fleeing gods. The gods managed to reach Hemavata mountain to save their lives. There they prayed to the goddess Durga for help.

"O Mother Goddess! You are the cause of all the good tidings. Destroy Shumbha to cause the prevalence of peace and dharma.”

During that time Durga's alter-ego, Parvati had descended there for holy dips in the Ganga. She heard the prayers of the troubled gods. In answer to their prayers, Parvati projected Ma Ambika out of her body as her alter-goddess. Ambika's teasing beauty got the demon army commanders Chanda and Munda slavering. They exclaimed, "That beautiful woman is worth our king Shumbha being told about."

Chanda and Munda sang the praises of the beauty of the woman they had seen. Shumbha said, "If that woman is so gorgeous then I must accept her. Go and bring her to me."

The two returned to Hemavata mountain and spoke to Ambika, "O beauty! The king of all the demons who owns and runs all three worlds wishes to make you, his queen."

"But I have made a resolve that I would marry only the man who breaks my pride by defeating me in a battle," Ambika explained.

Chanda said, "Our king had defeated even the mightiest gods. You stand no chance against him. So, come with us to the king without making any fuss."

"I know I made that resolve in one of my trivial moments. But it can't be undone," Ambika revealed in a calm voice.

The two demons returned to the king muttering and communicating what Ambika had said. It angered the demon king. He howled, "All right, if she wants to fight, she will have a fight at her hands."

Shumbha summoned his chief commander and ordered, "Go and seize that woman -Ambika."

The chief commander, Dhumra Lochana stormed Hemavata mountain with his demon army. He spoke to Ambika, "Beauty! Come to our Lord on your own otherwise, I will take you by force."

Ambika declared, "I am a helpless weakling. You shouldn't use force against me."

"Then agree to marry our king," Dhumra Lochana said.

"That is the problem, valiant one. My resolve is that I won't marry unless I am defeated in battle."

Dhumra Lochana stared at Ambika. He ran at her to seize her by the hair. Ambika scornfully said just 'Humm! And with that Dhumra Lochana burnt to ashes. All that was left of him was a heap of ash.

It frightened the demon army, and it began to flee. Chanda and Munda tried to rally the demon soldier by yelling, "Our Lord has ordered us to seize this woman. She is alone and we are in the army. Lay a siege around her."

The demons turned back to face Ambika who now was across a lion. Her eyebrows arched and out of her forehead, Kaali Maa materialized. Kali pounced upon the demons. With one hand she lifted an elephant and tossed it on the demons. Scores of them were crushed under the fallen elephant. Chanda ran at Kaali barking, "Beastly woman! I will feed you to the dogs and vultures."

Kali grabbed him by the hair and severed his head with a cleave. It infuriated Munda and he leapt at Kaali to meet the same fate as Chanda.

Kali tossed away the severed head of Munda laughing outrageously. Ambika said to Kaali, "You have slain the evil demons Chanda and Munda Hence, you will be known also as "Chamunda"."

(To be continued)

Sunday, November 17, 2024

Vagbhatta

 Vagbhatta was a disciple of Charaka. He was born in 600 AD, in Sindh, Pakistan, and died: in 650 AD (age 50 years).

Vagbhatta, a prominent Sanskrit scholar, is one of the most influential writers, scientists, doctors, and advisors in Ayurveda. He authored two seminal medical texts: *Ashtāṅgasaṅgraha* and *Ashtāngahridaya Saṃhitā*. A disciple of Charaka, Vagbhatta originally wrote these texts in Sanskrit, comprising approximately 7000 sutras. According to his teachings, 85% of diseases can be cured without a doctor, with only 15% requiring medical intervention.

Some mistakenly believe that Vagbhatta was from Kashmir, a confusion arising from a note by German scholar Claus Vogel. Vogel referenced a commentator named Indu, not Vagbhatta, and suggested that Indu might have been from the northern region, like Kashmir because he used terms from that area.

In the concluding verses of the *Ashtāṅgasaṅgraha*, Vagbhatta is described as the son of Simha Gupta and a pupil of Avalokita. His works emphasize the worship of cows, Brahmanas, and various Vedic gods, beginning with an explanation of how Ayurveda evolved from Brahma.

### Story of Vagbhatta

A work called *Neminirvaṇa* is attributed to Vagbhatta, which narrates the story of Neminātha, a Jain hermit. Detailed accounts of Vagbhatta’s life are scarce, but one story suggests that during a time when Brahmins were oppressed by Muslim conquerors, who also took control of medical science, Vagbhatta was disguised as a Muslim boy to learn medicine from a Muslim physician. Despite the challenges and initial acceptance, his true identity was eventually discovered, leading to his expulsion from the Brahmin community. Nevertheless, Vagbhatta continued his work and authored the *Aṣṭāṅgasaṅgraha* and *Aṣṭāṅgahṛdaya* during this period.

### Contributions and Works

Vagbhatta is celebrated as one of the most influential figures in the history of Indian medicine, following Caraka and Susruta. Though his exact period is uncertain, he is usually placed in the sixth century. His *Astanga Hridaya* (*Compendium on the Heart of Medicine*) is considered the greatest synthesis of Ayurveda, often used in medical practice and education.

Numerous other works are attributed to Vagbhatta, including the *Rasaratnasamuccaya*, an astrochemical text, and commentaries on his own works. The *Ashtanga Samgraha* is a systematic text on human illness and therapy, divided into six sections and 150 chapters, covering eight branches of Ayurveda: internal medicine, paediatrics, psychiatry, ENT, toxicology, surgery, geriatrics, and aphrodisiacs.

The *Astanga Hrudaya*, an authoritative text grouped under “Brihat Trayee” along with *Caraka Samhita* and *Sushruta Samhita*, consists of 120 chapters in six sections. It provides fundamental principles of Ayurveda to maintain health and cure diseases.

### Key Branches of Ayurveda in Vagbhatta’s Works

1. **Bhuta Vidya (Psychiatry)**: Focuses on mental diseases and their treatment through diet, herbs, and yogic methods.

2. **Rasayana (Rejuvenation Therapy)**: Prevents disease and promotes healthy living.

3. **Vajikarana (Aphrodisiacs)**: Increases sexual vitality and efficiency, closely related to Rasayana therapy for healthy progeny.

### Influence and Legacy

Vagbhatta’s *Ashtanga Hridaya* is highly regarded, written in a poetic language with easily understood Sanskrit verses. It presents a coherent account of Ayurvedic knowledge and has been translated into many languages, including Tibetan, Arabic, Persian, and several modern Indian and European languages.

### Recognition and Impact

Alongside Sushruta and Charaka, Vagbhatta forms the trinity of Ayurvedic knowledge. Though not much is known about his personal life, it is believed he lived around the sixth century in Sindh and was likely a Vedic scholar, as evidenced by his references to Lord Shiva and Vedic traditions in his writings.

Source:

https://www.abebooks.com/book-search/title/astanga-hrdayam-vagbhata/

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/39321016-vagbhata-s-astanga-hrdayam


Saturday, November 16, 2024

Einstein Turning Fifty

Einstein Turning Fifty

Albert Einstein was born on March 14, 1879, in Germany. He grew up in a Jewish family. His father, Hermann Einstein, was a salesman and engineer.

Faced with military duty when he turned of age, Einstein withdrew from classes, using a doctor’s note to excuse himself and claim nervous exhaustion. After graduating, Einstein faced major challenges in finding academic positions, having isolated some professors by not attending class more regularly instead of studying independently.

Einstein found steady work in 1902 after receiving a referral for a clerk position in a Swiss patent office. While working at the patent office, Einstein had the time to further explore ideas that had taken hold during his university studies and thus cemented his theorems on what would be known as the principle of relativity.

In 1905—seen by many as a “miracle year” for the theorist—Einstein had four papers published in the Annalen der Physik, one of the best-known physics journals of the era. Two focused on the photoelectric effect and Brownian motion. The two others, which outlined E=MC2 and the special theory of relativity, were defining Einstein’s career and the course of the study of physics.

Albert Einstein was a German mathematician and physicist who developed the special and general theories of relativity. In 1921, he won the Nobel Prize in Physics for his explanation of the photoelectric effect. In the following decade, he settled in the United States after being targeted by the German Nazi Party. His work also had a major impact on the development of atomic energy. Albert Einstein was a physicist and one of the most influential scientists of the 20th century.

As a physicist, Einstein had many discoveries, but he is perhaps best known for his theory of relativity and the equation E=MC2, which foreshadowed the development of atomic power and the atomic bomb.

In 1921, Einstein won the Nobel Prize in Physics for his explanation of the photoelectric effect, since his ideas on relativity were still considered questionable. He wasn’t given the award until the following year due to a technical ruling, and during his acceptance speech, he still opted to speak about relativity.

Einstein married Mileva Maric on January 6, 1903. While attending school in Zurich, Einstein met Maric, a Serbian physics student. Einstein continued to grow closer to Maric, but his parents were strongly against the relationship due to her ethnic background.

Nonetheless, Einstein continued to see her, with the two developing a correspondence via letters in which he expressed many of his scientific ideas. Einstein’s father passed away in 1902, and the couple married shortly thereafter.

Einstein and Mavic had three children. Their daughter, Lieserl, was born in 1902 before their wedding and might have been later raised by Maric’s relatives or given up for adoption. Her fate and whereabouts remain a mystery. The couple also had two sons: Hans Albert Einstein, who became a well-known hydraulic engineer, and Eduard “Tete” Einstein, who was diagnosed with schizophrenia as a young man.

The Einsteins’ marriage would not be a happy one, with the two divorcing in 1919 and Maric having an emotional breakdown in connection to the split. Einstein, as part of a settlement, agreed to give Maric any funds he might receive from possibly winning the Nobel Prize in the future.

During his marriage to Maric, Einstein had also begun an affair sometime earlier with a cousin, Elsa Löwenthal. The couple wed in 1919, the same year as Einstein’s divorce. He would continue to see other women throughout his second marriage, which ended with Löwenthal’s death in 1936.

Einstein's house in Caputh near Berlin

Einstein wanted some solitude for his fiftieth birthday, a refuge from publicity. So, in March 1929 he fled once again, as he had during the publication of his unified field theory paper of a few months earlier, to the gardener's cottage of an estate on the Havel River owned by Janos Plesch, a flamboyant and gossipy Hungarian-born celebrity doctor who had added Einstein to his showcase collection of patients- friends.

For days he lived by himself, cooking his own meals, while journalists and official well-wishers searched for him. His whereabouts became a matter of newspaper speculation. Only his family and assistant knew where he was, and they refused to tell even close friends.

Early on the morning of his birthday, he walked from this hideaway, which had no phone, to a nearby house to call Elsa. She started to wish him well on reaching the half-century mark, but he interrupted.

"Such a fuss about a birthday," he laughed. He was phoning about a matter involving physics,  not merely personal. He had made a mall mistake in some calculations he had given to his assistant Walther Mayer, he told her, and he wanted her to take down the corrections and pass them along.

Elsa and her daughters came out that afternoon for a small, private celebration. She was dismayed to find him in his oldest suit, which they had hidden. "How did you manage to find it?" she asked, "Ah," he replied, "I know all about those hiding places."

The New York Times, as brave as ever, was the only paper that managed to track him down. A family member later recalled that Einstein's angry look drove the reporter away. That was not true. The reporter was smart and Einstein, despite his feigned fury, was as accommodating as usual. "Einstein Is Found Hiding on His Birthday” was the paper's headline. He showed the reporter a microscope he had been given as a gift, and the paper reported that he was like a "delighted boy" with a new toy.’

From around the world came other gifts and greetings. The ones that moved him the most were ordinary people. A seamstress had sent him a poem, and an unemployed man had saved a few coins to get him a small packet of tobacco. The latter gift brought tears to his eyes and was the first for which he wrote a thank-you letter.

Another birthday gift caused more problems. The city of Berlin, at the suggestion of the ever-meddling Dr Plesch, decided to honour its most famous citizen by giving him lifelong rights to live in a country house that was part of a large lakeside estate that the city had acquired. There he would be able to escape, sail his wooden boat, and scribble his equations in serenity.

It was a generous and gracious gesture. It was also a welcome one. Einstein loved sailing and solitude and simplicity, but he owed no weekend retreat and had to store his sailboat with friends. He was thrilled to accept.

The house, in a classical style, was nestled in a park near the village of Cladow on a lake of the Haval River. Pictures of it appeared in the papers and a relative called it “the ideal residence for a person of creative intellect and a man fond of sailing.”  But when Elsa went to inspect it, she found still living there the aristocratic couple who sold the estate to the city. They claimed that they had retained the right to live on the property. A study of the documents proved them right, and they could not be evicted.

So, the city decided to give the Einsteins another part of the estate on which they could build their own home. But that, too, violated the city's purchase agreement. Pressure and publicity only hardened the resolve of the original family to block the Einsteins from building on the land, and it became an embarrassing front-page fiasco, especially after a third suggested alternative also proved unsuitable.

Finally, it was decided that the Einsteins should simply find their own piece of land, and the city would buy it. So, Einstein picked out a parcel, owned by some friends, farther out of town near a village just south of Potsdam called Caputh. It was in a sylvan spot between the Havel and a dense forest, and Einstein loved it. The mayor accordingly asked the assembly of city deputies to approve spending 20,000 marks to buy the property as the fiftieth birthday gift to Einstein.

A young architect drew up plans, and Einstein bought a small garden plot nearby. Then politics intervened. In the assembly, the right-wing German Nationalists objected, delayed the vote, and insisted that the proposal be put on a future agenda for a full debate. It became clear that Einstein personally would become the focus of that debate.

So, he wrote a letter, mingled with amusement, declining the gift. "Life is very short," he told the mayor, “While the authorities work slowly. My birthday is already past, and I decline the gift." The headline the next day in the Berliner Tageblatt newspaper read, "Public Disgrace Complete / Einstein Declines."

By this point, the Einsteins had fallen in love with the plot of land in Kaputh, negotiated its purchase, and had a design for a house to build upon it. So, they went ahead and bought it with their own money. “We have spent most of our savings, Elsa complained, but we have our land.”

The house they built was simple, with polished wood Pannell’s inside and unvarnished planks showing to the outside. Through a large picture, the true window was a serene view of Havel. Marcel Bruder, the famed furniture designer, had offered to do the interior designs.

Einstein was a man of conservative tastes. "I am not going to sit on furniture that continually reminds me of a machine shop or a hospital operating room," he said. Some leftover heavy pieces from the Berlin apartment were used instead.

Einstein's room on the ground floor had a spartan wooden table, a bed, and a small portrait of Isaac Newton. Elsa's room was also downstairs, with a shared bathroom between them. Upstairs there were small rooms with sleeping niches for her two daughters and their maid. "I like living in the new little wooden house enormously, even though I am broke as a result," he wrote to his sister shortly after moving in. "The sailboat, the sweeping view, the solitary fall walks, the relative quiet is a paradise."

There he sailed the new twenty-three-foot boat his friends had given him for his birthday, the Tümmler, or Dolphin, which was built fat and solid to his specifications. He liked to go out on the water alone, even though he didn't swim. "He was absurdly happy as soon as he reached the water," recalled a visitor. For hours he would let the boat drift and glide aimlessly as he gently toyed with the rudder. "His scientific thinking, which never leaves him even on the water, takes on the nature of a daydream," according to one relative. "Theoretical thinking is rich in imagination."?

Throughout Einstein's life, his relationships with women seemed subject to untamed forces. His magnetic appeal and soulful manner repeatedly attracted women. And even though he usually shielded himself from entangling commitments, he occasionally found himself caught in the swirl of a passionate attraction, just as he had been with Mileva Marić and even Elsa.

In 1923, after marrying Elsa, he fell in love with his secretary, Betty Neumann. Their romance was serious and passionate, according to newly revealed letters. That fall, while on a visit to Leiden, he wrote to suggest that he might take a job in New York, and she could come as his secretary. She would live there with him and Elsa, he fantasized. "I will convince my wife to allow this," he said. "We could live together forever. She replied by riding both him and the idea, which prompted him to concede how much of a "crazy ass" he had been. " You have more respect for the difficulties of triangular geometry than I, old mathematics, have.”

He finally terminated their romance with the lament that he "must seek in the stars" the true love that was denied to him on earth. "Dear Betty, laugh at me, the old donkey, and find somebody who is ten years younger than me and loves you just as much as I do."

But the relationship lingered. The following summer, Einstein went to see his sons in southern Germany, and from there he wrote to his wife that he could not visit her and her daughters, who were at a resort nearby because that would be "too much of a good thing." At the same time, he was writing Betty Neumann saying that he was going secretly to Berlin, but she should not tell anyone because if Elsa found out she "would fly back."

After he built the house in Caputh, a succession of women friends visited him there, with Elsa's grudging consent. Toni Mendel, a wealthy widow with an estate on the Wannsee, sometimes came sailing with him in Caputh, or he would pilot his boat up to her villa and stay late into the night playing the piano. They even went to the theatre together in Berlin occasionally. Once she picked Einstein up in her chauffeured limousine, Elsa got into a furious fight with him and would not give him any pocket money.

He also had a relationship with a Berlin socialite named Ethel Michanowski. She tagged along on one of his trips to Oxford, in May 1931, and stayed in a local hotel. He composed a five-line poem for her one day on a Christ Church college notecard. "Long branched and delicately strung, nothing that will escape her gaze," it began. A few days later she sent him an expensive present, which was not appreciated. "The small package angered me," he wrote. "You have to stop sending me presents incessantly... And to send something like that to an English college where we are surrounded by sense- less affluence anyway!" 

Einstein died on April 18, 1955, at age 76 at the University Medical Center at Princeton. 

References:

1.Albert Einstein: Biography, Physicist, Nobel Prize Winner

2. Walter Isaacson’s book.


Thursday, November 14, 2024

THE GLORY OF LAXMI

 THE GLORY OF LAXMI

One day Laxmi's elder sister Jyeshtha said, "Laxmi, I have been thinking a long time over a matter. I don't know if I should ask you or not."

"You must ask, sister. Do not brood over something for too long without bringing it out. Come clean," Laxmi encouraged.

"I always think we two are equally beautiful. But everyone likes you whereas I am despised. No one likes me. Many shut their doors in my face. We are sisters as well. Why so?"

Laxmi smilingly explained, "Being sisters or of equal beauty does not earn one other's respect, sister. Some other factors count. Wherever I go I create or cause riches, luxuries, celebrations and happiness. That's why everyone adores and worships me. But wherever you go you take along miseries, diseases, woes and tragedies. That is why you are disliked. Bring happiness to others if you want love and respect."

Laxmi is the goddess of fortune and Jyeshtha is the goddess of poverty. The elder sister did not like the sermonizing tone of her younger sister. To her Laxmi sounded egoistic.

She hissed, "Laxmi! You are junior, in age and influence too. Don't preach to me. If you take pride in your riches I too can change fates. That is in my power. I can turn a millionaire into a pauper in a jiffy."

Laxmi smirked saying, "Alright, you can take advantage of your age. But in influence, I am no lesser than you are. Anyone you turn into a pauper can again become wealthy at my wish instantly."

"So what? I can again condemn him for poverty."

"Don't forget the fact that only he can be condemned to poverty who loses my favour. Anyone blessed by me is safe from the miseries of wants. If you are so keen to prove your superiority you can try. I would like to see it tomorrow itself."

"All right, how do you want it proved?"

"I have an idea. In a nearby village there lives a Brahmin called Deenanath". He worships me and I intend to reward him with riches, you can show your worth by keeping him poor."

Jyeshtha accepted the challenge. She jerked her hand aggressively saying. "All right, we will see. You will face defeat tomorrow," She went away in a charged-up mood.

Laxmi watched her go and pitied her attitude. The next day, they arrived at the Vishnu temple of Anuradhapura village. They were in the guises of simple rural women and sat on the stone wall of the temple stairs. No one took an interest in them. The temple was visited by similar village women every day. Most of them were suffering folk. So, every one by habit remained withdrawn into oneself. The deity was the only one they would confide in.

Then, Deenu (Deenanath) arrived. The sisters paid attention to him. When he came out of the temple Jyeshtha said, "There comes your devotee. Help him, dear sister."

"Just watch." Laxmi put a bamboo pole on his way. The hollow of the pole was filled with gold coins.

Jyeshtha also touched the pole to cast her spell.

Deenu saw the hand stick length pole and picked it up. A bamboo pole can have a hundred uses in a rural household besides serving as a walking stick or a lathi.

A little ahead he was met by a boy. The boy greeted Deenu and said, "Panditji, we need a bamboo stick for our cot like the one you carry. The grandpa asked me to buy one in the market. Which shop should I go to?"

Deenu said, "Son, I didn't buy it. I found it lying on the way. You can take it if you like. It will cost you at least one rupee in the market."

The boy gave him a 25 paise coin saying, "I have only this at present. I will give you the rest of the money in the evening." Deenu nodded his head. He was happy to have earned a rupee for doing nothing. He handed the boy the bamboo stick.

The goddess sisters were watching the scene from a nearby spot. Jyeshtha spoke, "See? Your stupid devotee gave away gold coins for only 25 paise. Let us follow him and you will see that I will make him lose that coin also."

The sisters followed Deenu. On the bank of a pond, he put down his pooja carry bowl and began picking lotus flowers. In the meanwhile, a shepherd kid arrived there. He took out the 25 paise coin from the bowl and ran away with the steal.

Just then, the other boy arrived carrying that bamboo stick. He said, "Punditji! My grandpa says that this pole is too heavy to be suitable for our cot. Please take your bamboo stick back." The boy thrust the stick into Deenu's hands.

Deenu looked into his carry bowl to return the boy's coin. He was shocked to find the coin gone. He said, "Son, come with me. I will give you your 25 paise at home. I seem to have lost your coin."

"Don't worry, uncle. I will come to you in the evening." the boy expensively said.

The bamboo pole was again with Deenu. Laxmi smiled. Her smile greatly annoyed Jyeshtha. In a fury she raged, "The game has just begun. Watch what I will do to your stupid devotee!"

Unaware of the background drama Deenu went on, on his way. He knew not that he had become a pawn of the goddess sisters.

Up ahead a fisherman accosted Deenu. He gave a 25 paise coin to Deenu and spoke, "Punditji, My prankster son had picked this coin from your carry bowl. The lad is a spoilt one. Please forgive my son. I already have given him a piece of my mind." Deenu thanked the man and took the coin. Now he called out to the boy who he owed the coin and who was supposed to come to him in the evening. The boy had not gone far. He came back and took the coin gratefully. The coin went into the boy's pocket again.

Deenu resumed his journey with the bamboo stick in his right hand and the carry bowl in the left.

This time Deenu was thinking, This stick is heavy and unusual for a bamboo. That boy was right. Maybe, this one is solid...a very stout variety. It could serve as a thatched roof support. Should carry weight for years.’

His thoughts angered Jyeshtha as she read them. She knew it was due to the influence of Laxmi that he was thinking positively.

It infuriated her. Now Deenu was almost home.

Jyeshtha saw that the game was coming to an end. In frustration and in the face of stark defeat she decided to kill the stupid devotee of her rival Laxmi She transformed into a deadly cobra with its hood menacingly raised up.

Laxmi watched her with a smile. She did not look concerned. Deenu heard a hissing sound, and he looked behind. He saw a dangerous-looking cobra coming at him with evil intentions. He ran in a panic. The cobra increased its speed. It looked like a crooked arrow flying at ground level. Frightened Deenu ran faster but he could not shake the cobra off. It was gaining ground on him. He prayed in his heart, 'Naga god, please spare my life. I will worship you all my life.

The cobra had no noble intentions. It was the goddess Jyestha who wanted to keep Deenu tied to her kingdom of poverty. But the man was holding a stick of fortune provided by her rival sister. The traitor Deenu must die.

As soon as the cobra came within striking distance of Deenu it swung its head backwards for the sting charge. Faced with death Deenu acted in self-defense. He brought down the heavy stick on the cobra in a flash. The blow broke the back of the cobra and the stick itself also broke in two spilling all the gold coins. In a happy surprise, he stared gleefully at the treasure as the beaten and broken cobra slithered towards the nearest bush.

Deenu filled his carry bowl with gold coins and walked away for his home whistling merrily at the change of his fortune for the better.

Standing by the side of the bush Laxmi asked her moaning sister, "Well now tell me who won the match? Who is more powerful? The benefactor is always superior to the destroyer."

Jyeshtha stood rubbing her back sadly saying nothing. Laxmi graciously said, "Anyway, we are sisters and shall remain so forever. Now let’s go."

The Godly Qualities

 

In the kingdom of Kashi, King Anandamitra had two sons: Mahinsasa, the eldest, and Chandra Kumar, the younger. Mahinsasa, blessed with divine wisdom and compassionate nature, was revered by the people as a future king with godly qualities, including a radiant presence and magnetic personality. A tragic event struck the royal family when the queen passed away, casting a shadow over the kingdom. After a year of mourning, the king remarried to a princess from Ayodhya, and in time, they welcomed a third son, Surya Kumar.

Fifteen years later, as the king grew older, the queen seized the opportunity to use a promise the king had made her long ago, requesting that her own son, Surya, inherit the throne. The king was deeply troubled by the injustice this posed to his eldest son Mahinsasa, who was the rightful heir. Despite his inner conflict, he honored the queen’s wish, explaining his predicament to Mahinsasa and Chandra and sending them into exile, hoping they might someday reclaim their rights.

To everyone’s surprise, Surya, loyal to his brothers rather than his mother’s ambitions, chose to accompany Mahinsasa and Chandra into exile. The three brothers journeyed together through the Himalayas, visiting sacred sites. They eventually reached a lake guarded by a Yaksha, a divine being who would only allow those who understood "the qualities of a god" to drink from the lake. Chandra and Surya failed to answer the Yaksha’s question and were imprisoned.

When Mahinsasa arrived and encountered the Yaksha, he answered wisely: "A true god does not speak ill of others, does not show false pride, avoids quarrels, and works for the welfare of all." The Yaksha, impressed, offered to free only one of his brothers, and Mahinsasa chose Surya, explaining that Surya had willingly sacrificed his royal future to join his exiled brothers.

Recognizing Mahinsasa’s selflessness, the Yaksha released both Chandra and Surya, bestowing them with divine gifts. Upon their return, following the death of the king and queen, Mahinsasa was rightfully crowned king, with Surya as the Crown Prince and Chandra as commander-in-chief. United by loyalty and wisdom, the brothers ruled with harmony and justice, embodying the godly qualities Mahinsasa had so perfectly expressed.

Wednesday, November 13, 2024

BERRIES OF SHABRI

 

BERRIES OF SHABRI

(The same Shramna is the famous Shabri of Ramayana.)

Shramna was a lower caste woman of Bheel tribe. From the very childhood she was devoted to Rama. Worshiping Rama and singing his prayers was her favourite daily exercise. Her family didn't like it because it belonged to a tribe that used to be engaged in lowly and anti-social practices.

Shramna was married off when she grew up. But the marriage brought no joy to her. Her husband was a no good drunkard. His family too consisted of anti-social elements. Shramna felt suffocated there. Every member of the family cursed Shramna for all the ills that befell them. All of them derided her devotion of Rama. In that unholy environment life had become impossible for her. She wanted to run away to some place from that hell.

But where could she go? That was the problem.

After a lot of thinking she decided to go to the ashram of Sage Matang. One day, she left her home and reached the ashram. Being an untouchable she could not summon courage to go inside. She sat down near the entrance bundled up in confusion.

Sometime later, Sage Matang arrived. He saw Shramna cringing by the side of the entrance. Sage Matang wanted to know the reason of her presence there. With reluctance Shramna revealed her story. It set Matang thinking. After some consideration he admitted her to his ashram.

Shramna's polite behaviour and her usefulness made her the favourite of the inmates.

When her husband learnt that his wife was living in an ashram of a sage he flew into rage. With a view of taking her back by force he marched to Matang ashram accompanied by some of his hooligan friends who were armed.

Sage Matang learnt about the intentions of the rogues. Shramna did not want to go with her evil husband. She looked helplessly at the sage.

The sage used his para-powers and created a ring of fire around Shram to protect her from the hooligans. The sight of the fire frightened the husband and his evil gang. They fled. After that he never troubled Shramna.

The time passed.

Then, Rama and Laxmana one day arrived at the Matang ashram in the course of their search of missing Sita. The sage welcomed the brothers to his ashram.

He revealed to the tribal woman, "Shramna, the Rama you have been worshiping all your life since childhood today stands before you. Treat him t whatever you can manage in this wilderness."

Shramna looked at Rama wonder eyed and fell at his feet. Then, she ran away to the forest. A little while later she returned with some edible roots, wild melon and berries.

She placed the basket of roots and melon before Rama and Laxmana and begged them to eat. But how could she offer the berries? They were a mix of sweet and bitter ones. Serving bitter berries was unthinkable for her. So, what to do? Her simple tribal mind worked out a simple solution.

She sat beside Rama. Then, she would pick a berry, take a small bite to taste the berry and offer it to Rama if it was sweet.

Rama was delighted to see her simplicity and affection. He smilingly accepted the bitten berries and ate them with relish because they represented her pious devotion to him, the fruits of her selfless love. She was granted heaven by the Lord.