Saturday, December 1, 2012

TWENTY TRUTHS TO REMEMBER
1. Faith is the ability to not panic.

2. If you worry, you didn't pray. If you pray, don't worry.

3. As a child of God, prayer is kind of like calling home every day.

4. Blessed are the flexible, for they shall not be bent out of shape.

5. When we get tangled up in our problems, be still. God wants us to be
still so He can untangle the knot.

6. Do the math. Count your blessings.

7. God wants spiritual fruit, not religious nuts.

8. Dear God: I have a problem. It's me.

9. Silence is often misinterpreted, but never misquoted.

10. Laugh every day, it's like inner jogging.

11. The most important things in your home are the people.

12. Growing old is inevitable, growing up is optional.

13. There is no key to happiness. The door is always open.

14. A grudge is a heavy thing to carry.

15. He who dies with the most toys is still dead.

16. We do not remember days, but moments. Life moves too fast, so enjoy your
precious moments.

17. Nothing is real to you until you experience it, otherwise it's just
hearsay.

18. It's all right to sit on your pity pot every now and again. Just be sure
to flush when you are done.

19. Surviving and living your life successfully requires courage. The goals
and dreams you're seeking require courage and risk-taking. Learn from the
turtle -- it only makes progress when it sticks out its neck.

20. Be more concerned with your character than your reputation. Your
character is what you really are while your reputation is merely what others
think you are.


-- Author Unknown

Saturday, November 3, 2012

Thursday, November 1, 2012

God is always Near

GOD IS ALWAYS NEAR

One thing can always cheer me
When I'm feeling sad and low
When I tired of daily trials
That I have to undergo,
When those who should
Seem closest, seem like
People I don't know,
One thing can always cheer me
I know that God is near me.

One thing can always cheer me
When I do not understand
How pain and sadness
In our lives
Can get so out of hand,
When the best of human efforts
Doesn't meet the days demands,
One thing can always cheer me
I know that God is always near me.

One thing can always cheer me
More than anything I've known
And show me I will never
Have to struggle on my own
For no matter what might happen
I will never be alone
The thing that will always cheer me
Is just knowing God is near me.

Our lives are in God's loving
Hands, in everything we do
He is with us constantly,
He always sees us through.
And if our faith is strong enough
We'll never walk alone,
For with His great and perfect love
He takes care of His own.

Saturday, October 27, 2012

A Beautiful Soul's Gift

                                                                 REVELATION 
I went in search
of you,
traversed barren lands
and dense forests.
Not sure where my journey
would take me,
all I wanted
was to find you.
Weary from travel,
I stopped to ask some people
where you lived.

They told me to walk north
then climb a hill.
Your house is atop the hill,
they said.
They were so sure.

Some said you live on the other side
of the river.
Others talked of sailing across the ocean
to another land.
Far away. From here.

I sat down
on the dusty pavement
Confused. Unsure.
I was tired and hungry
so I reached for my bag
and took out my last piece of bread.

Just then a dog came running
towards me.
She wailed in pain,
her eyes pleaded
with me
for a morsel of food.

As I watched her eat
that last piece of bread,
I said a prayer for her
in your name.

I felt a surge of love.
Your love
for her.
As waves of compassion streamed
forth from my heart,
my eyes welled up with tears.

Such a love
could possibly come only
from you.
Such waves of compassion could rise
only from an ocean as large
as you.

Imagine my joy
when I realised that the ocean
is within me.
That you
are within me.

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

ULAA VARUM - M.S.BREETOE

காவியமானது..

உண்மைக் காதல்
ஏட்டில் வடிக்க
பொய்மைக் காதல்
வாழ்வைச் சிதைக்க
புரியா உணர்வில
தெரியா உறவாய்
சேர்ந்த காதல்
கல்லறைக்குள் வாழ
இறப்பின் சிறப்பு
காதலில் தெரிய
கண்ணீரால் நனைந்த
காதல்
கல்லில் செதுக்கிய
காவியமானது...

Life

Remember to be gentle with yourself and others
We are all children of chance
and none can say..

why some while  fields will blossom while others lay brown 
beneath the sun
Care for those around you
Look past your differences
their dreams are no less than yours
their choices no more easily made

And give in give in anyway you can
of whatever you poses

To give is to love, To withhold is to wither
Careless for your harvest than for now it is shared
Your life will be meaningful and your heart will have the peace

Saturday, September 8, 2012

இறுதி மகிழ்ச்சி

இறுதி மகிழ்ச்சி

வதைபட்டு வதைபட்டு
வாடிய மலர்
செடி நின்று உதிர்ந்து
மிதிபட்டு மிதிபட்டு
கருகிட!!
 மழைத்துளி
இதழ் நனைந்து
மலர செய்திட்டது
சில நொடிகள்



எ ங்கும் ஒரே  கனவு
ஒரே  துன்பம்
ஒரே  வாழ்கையென
எப்போதோ புரியும் போது!
கரைகின்றது வாழ்கை
காப்பாற்ற முடியாமல்!!!
தொலைதூரத்து!
 கோடிக கோடி கணவுகளாய்!!

People come into your life for a reason

Monday, September 3, 2012

Anatomic therapy in Tamil by Healer Baskar , rare , must for all part(2...

Realised At Last

I went away to the woods bcoz
I wished to live deliberately,
to face the front only the essential facts of life,

and see if i could not learn

மாயவனே!!

மாயவனே!!
நீ என் இயத்தில்
எப்படி வந்தாயென
எனக்கு தெரியாது
ஆனால் இருக்கின்றாய்

என் கனவில் எப்படி
வந்தாயென தெரியாது
ஆனால் நித்தமும்
கனவில் வருகின்றாய்

நான் தடுமாற! நீ
ஏன் கரம் தந்தாய்
எனத் தெரியாது
ஆனால் கரம் தந்து
காக்கின்றாய்

தவித்த போதெல்லாம்
தாயாய் ஏன் மாறினாய்
எனத்தெரியாது
ஆனால் தவிக்கும் போது
தாய் மடியானாய்

என்னை நீ
சோதித்து சோதித்து
எதைத் தேடினாய்
எனத்தெரியாது
ஆனால் என்னை
சோதிக்கின்றாய்

நான் ராதையா பேதையா
மீராவா எனத்தெரியாது
ஆனாலும் உன்னோடு
நான் இணையாய் இருக்கக்
கண்டேன்...................... 







ஏன் மறந்தாய்




ஏன்  மறந்தாய் 



வாழ்கையாய் நான் மாற
சோகங்களாய் நீயும்
வந்தாய்
மெளனங்களாய் நான்
மாற! மொழியாய் நீயும்
வந்தாய்
கவியாய் நான் மாற
கருவாய் நீயும் வந்து
இருளுக்குள் நானிருக்க
ஒளியாகி !இன்று
ஒளியாய் நான் மாற
மேகத்திற்குள் ஏன்
மறைந்தாய்.....

Sunday, August 19, 2012

Saturday, August 18, 2012

Malare Mounama

Vedham -Malai Kaatru .flv

The Beautiful Eyes




Sometimes ...
We Hate Our Eyes
Because
It Is The 0nly Part 0f
Our Face That Cannot
...... Hide Emotions ...

Friday, August 17, 2012

En Kadhal Neethane

Samikita Solliputen - Dass

kadhal

அழகின் கவர்ச்சியின்றி
பார்வையின் மோதலின்றி
எனக்கும் அவனுக்கம்
ஏற்பட்ட காதல்
சொல்ல முடியா கதைசொல்ல
என் உணர்வில் கலந்திட்
அவன் வசம் என்னை
காலமுழுக்க சுவாசிக்க
சொன்னது


Thursday, August 16, 2012

காதல்

அவளிருப்பு
அவனிதயத்திலும்
அவனிருப்பு
அவளிதயத்திலும்
பட்டாம்பூச்சி
பறக்கச்செய்யும்


தாழ்ந்த விழி
தரை நோக்க
தனித்தியங்கும் நெஞ்சம்
வானவில் பார்க்கும்


பூ விதழ்
புன்னகை வீச
பூகம்பம் வெடிக்கும்
இதயத்தில்

உண்மை காதல்
இனிமையாயிருக்கும்
முழுமையை இருந்தால்


மெய்யாயிருந்தால்
மெய்தாண்டி
உயிர்த்தொடும்


கட்டில் தாண்டியும்
கரம் சேரும்


காலம் கடந்து
காலன் வென்றாலும்
கவிதையாய்
உயிர்த்திருக்கும்

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Some day



                                                                Someday i ll be gone.....
                                                  and there would be no reason for me to stay....
                                                                 words left unspoken,
                                                                 actions not expressed,
                                                                    but u know what?
                                                                ill never forget how u once...
                                                                made my life more meaningfull.

Till now my love


I remember like it was yesterday, the day I first saw your face.

I remember your smile so vividly, your patience and your grace.

But little did I know. I could not comprehend,that you would touch

my life so much by becoming my beautiful memory


Your hand embraced with mine, the star lit sky did see How,

although my chest was pounding, I dropped down to one knee.

I didn't think my heart had room, for my love to grow

There's just no way to love you more, but how little did I know





MAALAIP POZHUTHIN MAYAKKATHTHILEY SSKFILM010 PS @ BHAAKKIYA LAKSHMI

Mazhaiye Vann Mazhaiye With Lyrics

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Tears are the words to express love: The pain of missing

Tears are the words to express love: The pain of missing: The pain of missing a lovable person  is like a baby's cry... ♥ It knows for what it cries but doesn't know to express it in...

maratha ninaivugal

மௌனமான நினைவுகள் 
















உலகமே இருட்டில் இருந்தாலும்
உன் அன்பு எனக்கு "வெளிச்சம் "

நீ மறந்தாலும் என் நினைவுகள்
என்றும் "தொடரும் "

நீ வெறுக்கும் வரை அல்ல
இந்த "உலகம்" இருக்கும் வரை..


<3 br="br">


அகம் பார்த்து வந்த காதலை
அலையவிட்டு போக நினைக்கிறாயே
அலைந்து நான் திரிந்தாலும் என்
ஆயுள் அடங்கிடும் வரை உனை
அன்பால் நான் சுமப்பேன்

<3 p="p">
 கண்ணோடு கலந்து இருந்தால்
கண்ணீரோடு விட்டுருப்பேன்!
என் உயிரோடு கலந்து விட்டாய்
எப்படி விடுவேன்
என் உயிரைப் போன்ற உன்னை!

<3 p="p">
 நிலவு இருக்கும் தூரத்தை விட
நீ இருக்கும் தூரம் குறைவு தான்
ஆனாலும்,
நிலவை காண முடிந்த என்னால்
உன்னைக்காண முடியவில்லையே!

<3 p="p">
 உன் மீது வைத்திருந்த அன்பு
உண்மை தான் என்பதை
உன்னை இழந்த ஒவ்வொரு
நொடியும் சொல்கிறது .

<3 br="br">

 நான் கேட்பது
உன்னிடம்
உறவை
மட்டும் தான்....!!!



 கண் மூடி
கண்ணாடி முன் நின்றாலும்
நம் முகம் மறி போகுமா?
அன்பே நான்
கண் மூடி மறைந்தாலும்
என் காதல் மறைந்து போகுமா?


 நிணையே சரணடைந்த  பின்
 பறிட்சிட்பது ஏன்
  கேள்வியும் நானே பதிலும் நானே   என்று
அறிந்தே பின்
 உனக்கு எப்படி புரியவைப்பது    <3 br="br">

Monday, August 13, 2012

Atma-Shatakam


Mano buddhya hankara chittani naham
Na cha shrotra jihve na cha ghrana netre
Na cha vyoma bhumir na tejo na vayuh
Chid ananda rupah shivo’ ham shivo’ ham
I am neither the mind, intellect, ego nor memory,
neither the ears nor the tongue nor the senses of smell and sight,
neither ether, air, fire, water or earth.
I am consciousness and bliss. I am Shiva, I am Shiva.
Na punyam na papam na saukhyam na duhkam
Na mantro na tirtham na veda na yajnah
Aham bhojanam naiva bhojyam na bhokta
Chid ananda rupah shivo’ ham shivo’ ham
I am neither virtue nor vice, neither pleasure nor pain,
neither mantra nor sacred place, neither scripture nor sacrifice.
I am neither the food nor the eater nor the act of eating.
I am consciousness and bliss. I am Shiva, I am Shiva.
Apurvanam param nityam
Svayam jyotir niramayam
Virajam param akasham dhruvam
Ananda mavyayam
I am beyond all things.
I am everlasting, self-luminous,
taintless, and completely pure.
I am immovable, blissful, and imperishable.
Aham nirvi kalpo nira kara rupo
Vibhut va cha sarvatra sarvendri yanam
Na chasan gatam naiva muktir na meyah
Chid ananda rupah shivo’ ham shivo’ ham
I am without thought, without form.
I am all pervasive, I am everywhere, yet I am beyond all senses.
I am neither detachment nor salvation nor anything that could be
measured.
I am consciousness and bliss. I am Shiva, I am Shiva.

Saturday, August 11, 2012

Siva Lingam – Meaning & Definition

Siva Lingam – Meaning & Definition

Love for you



 
                                                             My love is like an ocean
                                                             It goes down so deep
                                                             My love is like a rose

                                                            Whose beauty you want to keep.
                                                            My love is like a river
                                                            That will never end
                                                            My love is like a dove
                                                            With a beautiful message to send.

                                                            My love is like a song
                                                            That goes on and on forever
                                                            My love is like a prisoner
                                                            It's to you that I surrender.
                                                            If only you could understand it..........

Nilavugal turatta

நிலவுகள் துரத்த நன் நடந்தேன்
உன் நினைவுகள் தடுக்கி நன் விழுந்தேன்
உன்னை அன்றி யாரை நினைப்பேன்
உருகும் உயிரை எங்கு புதைப்பேன்
காலை வந்ததும் களைய
மறுக்கும் என் இனிய கனவே ....

The path of life

With great care and precaution I was made to walk on the road which promised lots of possibilities, hopes and bright future. My every step was diligently monitored by my mom and dad, walking either side of me holding my hands. The road was not exactly well-paved, but the journey didn't seem so difficult, thanks to my parents who helped me to cross the potholes. First few steps were exciting and all I wanted to do was walk even more. Don't remember my legs ever tired or ached. I was soon bored on walking with support, so wriggled my hands to let go from them. But they knew how harsh the roads can be and that I am not old enough to be let by myself.

I observe others who were travelling with us. Some very cheerful and never worry about the destination but just walk where the roads take them to; some very dedicated to their goals, but still have music and games to cheer them up; some go ahead only because they had to and really annoyed by the cheeriness around; and some are even carried by others. Anyway, I was really enjoying this. What a life!! Nothing to complain.

I also noticed few who couldn't walk. They had fully functioning legs and bold figure. But still they didn't want to walk forward. They just sat there by the side of the road, some complaining and some too tired to complain. I didn't understand them. What was there to complain in this wonderful journey? What hadn't they got that I had? They look alright, but just can't step forward. I name them, 'Spoilsports'. They don't know how to lead the journey for themselves, but also kills others' pleasures. In days I detested their inability to try and move forward, hence I avoided them as much as I can.

Years passed and my parents have decided that I was old enough to walk by myself. Though they walk beside me, I was free to take my own steps. I was free to jump or walk or run or stride or waltz, but as long as I was within their sight. The travel was still wonderful. Walking by them, listening to their stories, taking in their advices, commands and how to cross pits, rough rocks on the way. I was now very skilled to walk by myself. Still there were Spoilsports around and they just put me off. All they could do was to complain. They could make any pleasant situation sound worse.

After I became an adult I got tired of the path we were travelling. I have heard enough of my parents' advice and I just can't take it anymore. They still walked beside me monitoring my every moment. One fine day in our journey, we reached crossroad. One was the same usual road which we have travelled so far. My parents turn towards that road, but I stopped short. I looked at the other road. It looked more cleaner, smoother and attractive than the other. I wanted to take that road much to our parents shock. I knew they cannot help me if I ran into any risk. But I didn't care. I wanted to take that road and I prayed them to let me go. With much reluctance finally they agreed and before they know I was already running, running like a wild horse in that new direction.


Oh, the path is nothing like what I have seen before. Its beautiful. It has everything, you just have to look for. Now I don't just walk, I run. I run grabbing everything I can - no matter I need it or not then, but in the hope of I might need one day. Everything around me seemed so fresh and welcoming. I see none of my co-travellers are running, instead they were racing each other. I did the same. I target the person running in front of me, and eventually I win. The euphoria of winning cannot be expressed in words. But that is short lived as soon as I spot some one else in front of me. I wanted to overrun him. The competition never ended, but I was only happy when I reached every milestone. I always had a smile on my face because this is something which I wouldn't have achieved if I would have taken the other road.

Whenever I felt bored I do rest my legs and look around. Apart from all the racers I do see them - Spoilsports. I was surprised. They are here too! Oh how did they come here? Oh why did I stop? I just can't stand their look, their sympathy-needy faces! I wanted to shout, "Hey you! What have you achieved being like this? Just look at me! See how successful I am; look at my achievements! I didn't do all these sitting like you! Have you ever seen me complaining? Get on your feet and start living for God's sake!". But no I didn't say that. I thought better of it. I might as well cover few extra miles if I spare the time talking with them.

I carried on with my journey, day and night, always thinking about the best way to move forward, filling my bag with my earnings. The road seems never ending, and that was what I wanted. As I keep exploring and keep winning, I felt so lighter and most of the time I don't even stop for refreshments. A wonderful life it was. It was, indeed it was, until I had that fall; the fall that I wasn't prepared for; the very first fall I had in my entire life; the fall that I never thought would happen to me. Yes I never thought I would fail!!

I wasn't supposed to fail, was I?. Failures never happen to me. It always happen to someone else, the other girl, my classmate, my neighbor, the co-traveller, some distant relative - but never me. Usually I would be their audience, never was in the receiving end. Winning was all I did, progressing was all I made, achievements were all I faced. I shouldn't fall! Something went wrong somewhere. It's not MY failure, may be one of those Spoilsports; It has been redirected to me by mistake!

I realised I was whining. That's ok. I will dust myself, and if someone helps me to get up I will be on my way again. I looked around and what I saw was people running past me, busily achieving their targets. What? World was going on as usual. Shouldn't they have dropped everything they were doing now that I have fallen ? The cheerful runners didn't look any less cheerful. Shouldn't everybody stop, wait for me to get back on my feet so that we all can resume our journey together? It seemed nobody cared that I was hurt, now that I think about it, why would they? I never stopped for anyone. But it is ME who is hurt and I feel the pain now.

The worst thing about being hurt is that its happening amidst of a cheerful crowd. The upbeat music felt like tearing my eardrums; people's happiness annoys me; their laughs sounds like mocking me. The only people who would stop for me, help me get healed are the ones whom I left at the junction when I chose this road over theirs. I turn back to look at them, Oh I came too far I can't even see where this road begun. Now I realise this is the first time I look back, and I am sure that my parents will be waiting in the same place where I left them, watching this road hoping to see me again.

I still was lying down. I know I was not hurt bad, but the disappointment drank the entire hope and confidence. I can't see the people who I was competing with, they have long gone, and I was still trying to get some help when people who came far behind me passing me without even giving so much as a look at me. I know I can't bear this. I cry out for help. I try to stop some hoping they will lend a hand. But what I got was just a scornful look. Oh I know that look. I know the judgement behind that look. That's the same look I had once on the Spoilsports. Am I one of them now? All my accomplishments mean nothing? This thought ached more than the wound. My own prejudice[on others] now stopped me to face the world. I know how failures are judged, and I don't want to be the object. Whatever I thought about the spoilsports when I was on the high road haunted me back, crushing my confidence. I moved myself toward the side of the road and covered myself with a blanket, which was my safety zone from those invisible judgemental arrows!

I didn't accept help from anyone. Why should I? I was at the top of the world, and just one fall, I have to look for help now? I am not sure whether people are really judging me, I know they are busy with their competition, but still its was my thoughts that killed my peace. I kept fighting with my inner self. After a long time, and after I did embrace the thoughts from others, I did recover and back on the road again. This time as whole different person. I don't call those people who had to face unfortunate incidents in life as SpoilSports. I hate myself and my prejudice for thinking so low of them. I realised they must be happy go lucky person like I was before all these troubles snuck in and that without required support they couldnt fight against or come out of the problems and that my fall was nothing when compared to what they had to deal with everyday! I now help them, I understand how painful it is to wallow in the pit with no one else to help. If I couldn't help I try to listen to their problems, Or at the least NEVER judge them. Because I learnt [through hard way] the next cruel thing to causing people problems is judging them with their troubles. Now that I stopped judging, I don't see/care about the visible-only-to-my-knowledge-judgemental-arrows.

Now my journey took a different pace. I still compete, and try to achieve things. But always keep in mind that I will NOT always succeed, and prepare for failures too. After that first fall, I did fail many times. But no matter how big the fall is, those didnt pain as much as the first-unexpected one. I don't remember the failures all the time, I wont remember the people who looked me down with disdain, I won't even remember the pain all the time. But the lesson I learnt at the stage, stuck with me. It lies in me and I act according to that subconsciously.

Sunday, July 22, 2012

missing you

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yzIenDQdtVc There are so many things I'm not sure of in life, but with all certainty at this very minute, all I know is that I miss him."

Friday, July 20, 2012

'N Sync God must have spent a little more time on you with lyrics

உதிரும் மலர்

உதிரும் மலர்களுக்காகத்தான்
மலர்ச்செடிகள் வருந்தின-ஆனால்,
மலரும் உன் நினைவுகளால்
மரணவலி என் இதயத்தில்...

மலர்களின் வாசமா எந்தன் நேசம்
மரணம் வந்ததும் மாறிப்போவதற்கு,
மாட்டேன் என்றாலும் மறைக்க முயன்றாலும்
மறுபடியும் தோன்றும் மறக்கமுடியா நினைவுகள்சில...

பிடித்தவற்றை சொன்னேன் உன்னிடம்
உயிரற்றதைப்போல் இன்றுவரை பதிலில்லை
உன் பதில்கூட புதிதில்லை
இருப்பினும் அதிகமாய் அழுகிறது இதயம்
அளவுமீறிய பாசமா??? புரியவில்லை...

Saturday, July 14, 2012

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Free Tamil Health Tips: கோடையில் குளு குளு

Free Tamil Health Tips: கோடையில் குளு குளு: கோடை காலத்தில் சருமம் பாதிக்கப்படுவது இயற்கையே. தோல் வறண்டு விடாமல் தடுக்க வாரம் இருமுறை பேஸ்பேக் போடுவது நல்லது. வெள்ளரிக்காயை மிக்சியில் ...

Friday, June 8, 2012

தொலைந்து போன காகிதங்கள்

தொலைந்து போன
காகிதங்கள்
மீண்டும் கிடைத்தது போல்
மகிழ்ச்சி!

மனசு வெட்கப் படாமல்
சில சமயம்
தனக்குத் தானே
குளித்து கொள்ளும்..

ரகசியமாய்க் கனவை
அடைகாத்து வைத்து
குஞ்சு பொறிப்பது போல்
சில துளி நிகழ்வுகள்..

தங்காது எனத் தெரிந்தும்
தென்றலை சுகிக்கும் மனம்..

எதைக்
கட்டிப் போட முடியும்..
கட்டுப்படுகிறவை
தானாய் விரும்பாமல்...!

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Consciousnesses


"In the sacred guidance of the inner Emptiness, seeing and acting in one inseparable process at every moment, without existence of psychological time, leads to peaceful enlightenment over the universal consciousnesses."


This mind, through endless kalpas without beginning, has never varied. It has never lived or died, appeared or disappeared, increased or decreased. It's not pure or impure, good or evil, past or future. It's not true or false. It's not male or female. It doesn't appear as a monk or a layman, an elder or a novice, a sage or a fool, a buddha or a mortal. It strives for no realization and suffers no karma. It has no strength or form. It's like space. You can't possess it and you can't lose it. Its movements can't be blocked by mountains, rivers, or rock walls. . . . No karma can restrain this real body. But this mind is subtle and hard to see. It's not the same as the sensual mind. Everyone wants to see this mind, and those who move their hands and feet by its light are as many as the grains of sand along the Ganges, but when you ask them, they can't explain it. It's theirs to use. Why don't they see it? . . . Only the wise know this mind, this mind called dharma-nature, this mind called liberation. Neither life nor death can restrain this mind. Nothing can. It's also called the Unstoppable Tathagata, the Incomprehensible, the Sacred Self, the Immortal, the Great Sage. Its names vary but not its essence."

~ Bodhidharma




Friday, January 13, 2012

The Search For Happiness

The Philosophy Behind The Holy Name Chant
Hare Krishna Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare Hare
Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare
and be Happy

The Search For Happiness
Everyone wants to be happy. The quest for happiness is natural. Some seek happiness in family life, in natural healthy living, in successful carriers, active social lives, fine gourmet foods, gambling, sports and exercise. Others experience happiness in politics, arts, music, academia, or in hobbies like drama philanthrophy, welfare work etc. Still others find happiness in liquors, mood elevators, tranquilizers or other drugs. One indeed derives pleasure from the above mentionned activities. But non can claim to have received full satisfaction from these. The reason being that the pleasure derived from these material sources is temporary. Even what many people consider to be man's most basic and fundamental pleasure - eating and sex - can occupy only a few momemts of each day. Our bodies constantly thwart our plans for enjoyment. After all one can only eat so much before becoming ill. Even sex has its limits. But the quest for pleasure and happiness is nonetheless a natural thing. This is because our original nature is that we are all spiritual entities. We are not our bodies but spiritual souls within. Our original nature, as described in the Vedic litteratures, is sat-cit-ananda i.e we are eternal spirit souls full of knowledge and bliss. Due to our ignorance of these spiritual facts we wrongly identify ourselves with our bodies. Man has become so much engrossed in material sense enjoyment that he has forgotten his real identity. Since our bodies are but temporary coverings all pleasures and happiness derived in relation with these bodies will also be temporary.
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In this age of Kali Yuga (present age of quarrel and hypocrisy), the best way to purify our consciousness and come to the realisation of our real spiritual and blissful identity is by chanting the Holy names of God. Thus Mohammed counseled, "Glorify the name of your Lord, the most high"[Koran: 87.2]. Saint Paul said, "Everyone who calls upon the name of the Lord will be saved" [Romans: 10.13]. Lord Buddha declared,"All who sincerely call upon My name will come to me after death, and I will take them to Paradise"[Vows of Amida Buddha]. King David preached, "From the rising of the sun to its setting, the name of the Lord is to be praised" [Psalms:113.3]. And the world's oldest scriptures, the Vedas of India, emphatically state,"Chant the holy name, chant the holy name of the Lord. In this age of quarrel and hypocrisy there is no other way, there is no other way, no other way to attain spiritual enlightenement." [Brhadnaradiya Purana]. The Kali Santarana Upanishad specifically enjoins us to chant the Maha Mantra:
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Hare Krishna Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare Hare
Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare


Thursday, January 12, 2012

சுட்டும் விழிச் சுடர் தான் - Part III

சுட்டும் விழிச் சுடர் தான் - Part III

சாத்திரம் பேசுகிறாய் கண்ணம்மா சாத்திரம் ஏதுக்கடீ
ஆத்திரம் கொண்டவர்க்கே கண்ணம்மா சாத்திரமுண்டோடீ
மூத்தவர் சம்மதியில் வதுவை முறைகள் பின்பு செய்வோம்
காத்திருப்பேனோடீ இது பார் கன்னத்து முத்தமொன்று

Aththiram pEsugiRAy kaNNammA sAththiram EthukkadI
Aththiram koNdavarkkE kaNNammA sAththiramuNdOdI
mUththavar sammathiyil vathuvai muRaigaL pinbu seyvOm
kAththiruppEnOdI ithu pAr kannaththu muththamonRu

Meaning per word
rules/(you)speak/kaNNammA/rules/wherefore
impatience/(those who)have it/kaNNammA/(do) rules exists
elders/if agree/marriage/rituals/later/(we shall) do
will I be waiting?/here/look/of cheek/kiss/one
These last few lines seductively push the kaNNammA in our minds into a complete acquiescence. Here She is sitting opposite to our Barathi. She is already enchanted by his sweet words describing Her beauty and Her smile. Her face sports a gentle blush as Barathi says vAlaik kumariyadI kaNNammA maruva kAthal koNdEn. And then, Barathi springs this. Yet, Her heart protests feebly. And that is when Barathi speaks.

'Who needs rules?', he asks. Observe how the question comes in the poem. He speaks to his beloved kaNNammA like a mother very gently reasoning with her kid. 'Yes', he says, 'You speak of rules, but why rules? Do we, who have been driven to madness by passion, have to worry about rules?' The word he uses for impatience is an excellent choice. Besides bringing out a rare usage of the word Aththiram, he also manages the perfect rhyming with sAththiram and Aththiram. Also, notice how he repeats the name kaNNammA kaNNammA in both these lines to completely thrall the attention of his beloved. Do you notice his subtle guile? Do you notice how like saying to a kid 'My dear child, yes you think so. But my dear child it is not so.' he entices kaNNammA into his arguement?

And then comes the promise. The heart of a man longs for union above everything else. It is blindly led by desire into action, like a mad river hurtling towards the sea. The woman comes here as the guiding light. She harnesses and leads man into better action and better desire, like tha banks of the river. Hence, when it comes to the soft drama of love, men always desire union while women always desire the rules of tradition be met. Barathi here promises his lover that he shall marry Her. But he adds an 'if elders agree'. To understand this addition we need to understand the age in which Barathi lived. This was an age when the Tamil community, especially the brahmins had coiled up themselves in meaningless tradition. It is perhaps surprising to believe that a community that once laid down separate rules for love poetry had gone through a period when they considered love between a man and woman sacrilege. Hence, Barathi says 'if the elders agree'. But what if they don't agree? Barathi provides no answer for that. Because kaNNammA, already enchanted by his words, does not ask such questions.

Besides Barathi does not say he will marry kaNNammA. Rather he says he shall do the rites, the rituals and the procedures of marriage. He does not say vathuvai seyvOm. Instead he says vathuvai muRaigaL seyvOm. Why? Because marriage, which is the union of two loving hearts, is already over between Barathi and kaNNammA. It happened the day their eyes met; the day their hearts met. All that is left is now mere procedures and rituals - external actions to be done for the sake of the society.