Kishkindha Kanda-14 Ab Nadh Kari Karuna

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Ab nadh kari karuna bilokahu dehu jo bar magahu//

Jehim joni janmau karma bas tah Ram pad anuragavu//

Yeh tanay mam sam binay bal kalyanprad prabhu lijiye/

Gahi bah sur nar nah aapan das Angad kijiye//

Hey Lord! Take compassion on me and grant me a boon that I seek . In whichever womb that I shall be born again, grace me with eternal devotion to Your feet!  Hey Lord of plentiful grace! Here is my son Angad: equal to me in strength and character. Accept him as your own protege. Lord of men and gods!  Embrace him, and make him your devoted servant.

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Doha:

Ram charan drid preeti kari Bali keenh tanu tyag/

Suman mal jimi kand te girat na jaanayi naag//

As effortlessly as a flower garland slips off the neck of an elephant, Bali’s life spirit became wholly attached to the Lord and he relinquished his mortal body.

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Ram Bali nij dham padava/ Nagar log sab byakul dhava//

Nana bidhi bilaap kar Tara/ Choote kes na deh sambhaala//

Sriramji send Bali to Param Dham: The abode of Vishnu. All the citizens, hearing news of their Raja’s demise, raced towards the spot. Queen Tara, was wailing desperately; her hair was loose and her body was trembling…( She was not in control of her own senses due to her intense grief)

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Tara bikal dekhi Raghuraya/ Deenh gyan hari leenhi maya//

Chiti jal paavak gagan sameera/ Panch rachit ati adham sareera//

Seeing the grief of Tara, Sriramji guided her with wise words and helped her to overcome her ignorance. ( The Lord pointed out the illusionary nature of the universe)

He said: This extremely vulnerable body has been made from five elements- earth,water,fire,sky and air.

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Pragat so tanu tav aagem sova/ Jeev nitya kehi lagi tumh rova//

Upja gyan charan tab laagi/Leenhesi param bhagati bar maagi//

The body  (of Bali) is seemingly sleeping in front of you but his soul is eternal. So what are you wailing for? When Tara’s inner eyes opened, she cast herself onto the Lord’s feet and prayed for unending devotion to the Lord.

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Uma daru joshit ki naayi/ Sabahi nachavat Ramu gosayi//

Tab Sugreevahi aayasu deenha/ Mritak karma bidhivat sab keenha//

Lord Shiv says: Hey Uma! See how the Lord makes everyone dance like a puppet!

Afterwards, SreeRamji ordered Sugreev to conduct all rites of death of his brother Bali.

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Listening to The Way

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I was listening to the great Wayne Dyer recently. He was espousing the beauty of Tao Te Ching by Laozi. ‘The Way’, as he explained, seemed so beautiful.

Then it struck me. Who better epitomises all that than my own beloved Hanumanji?

Bhoot Pisach Nikat Nahi Aave

Mahaveer Jab Naam Sunaave

1. To live with integrity, joy, peace and balance…I can think of none but Hanumanji.

2. Learn to die when you live… Live without fear of death…I think of Hanuman offering himself as food to Sursa, telling her that he would accomplish SriRamji’s task first!

3. Have your own sacred space…Trust in your own nature… If you knew who walked by your side, you will never know fear!

Haanumanji always carried his Lord in his heart and offered every action as an offering at Sriramji’s feet.

4. Be radically humble…

I think of Hanumanji telling SreeRamji….I am just a monkey….jumping from one branch to another itself is an achievement! Whatever I do, Lord, is because you make me do it! How can I take credit for my actions?

5. Non resistance and detachment….flow like the water and accept uncertainty

Tough but so true! Hanumanji’s journey to Lanka is a perfect example of that. He met enemies and friends in that journey. He stayed calm and cool. He was so accepting of every situation and never lost his sense of humour! When Ravan ordered his tail to be set on fire, Hanumanji grinned to himself that the Goddess Sarada has helped in the nick of time: by  making him order such a strange punishment!

6.Be soft and pliable and do not be hard  and brittle….Flexibility in approach

Ah, who better to teach that than Hanumanji? He changes from humble follower to ferocious warrior to loving colleague to respectful family member….so calmly. He is unforgiving to the wicked ( the killing of the water demoness) and playful with the good hearted ( the tricking of Sursa), fair to the kind ( respecting Vibheeshan) and ruthless with the foes ( killing of the rakshasas)… He counsels Ravan and is so humble in his approach…

7. Living by not interefering…. Never trying to control anything….

Hanumanji could have easily taken Sitaji back with him from Asokavan.. But he never tries to control the situation. He is aware of the bigger design of the Master Planner at all times.

8.  Be generous, be strong by bending, living Oneness…

Jai Hanuman gyangunasaagar….

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Probably it is human nature to relate whatever one reads or hears to what one knows in one’s own sphere.

The lesson of detachment, the ability to feel comfortable in a situation over which you have no control, to be flexible…all these are so tough in real life. But how truthful they are!

I now know that every one we meet comes to teach us some lessons…If we do not learn, then we shall endure the same experience in a different form…names and forms and situations might change but the lesson remains the same!

How blessed to listen to wise words and wise counsel. How important to trust ourselves…and the God above. How important to know that when HE walks by your side, nothing can make you afraid.

Jai Hanumanji!

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Empathy and Other Poems: Prof Veeran Kutty ( Translation From Malayalam)

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1. Empathy

Reiterate

A thousand times

The lesson:

‘ You are a stone!’

Make it believe that

It is nothing but a stone.

Keep reminding it about

The agonies endured,

Enroute the way

Of becoming a stone.

Make its innards burn

With the pride of being a stone.

Or else,

If a thirsty young child

Calls out pitifully

‘Water please…’,

It just might forget

That it is  lying beneath a monstrous

Foundation,

And step out.

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2. After Death

Even after death,

We still grow,

Say the nails.

Just try finishing us off,

Opine the hairs!

All the Teachers

I needed were with me

All the while.

Yet,

I never considered

Bowing before them,

Ever.

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3. The House of  the Bereaved

The stranger came searching

For the House of the Bereaved.

He turned all the houses

Wherein he stepped,

Into one.

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4. Being Big

‘ Do come over!’

A small mound of earth

Can welcome an ant,

Encourage it to climb.

An impossibility

For a mountain.

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5. Butterfly

Hey, butterfly!

Did you find it

Inappropriate

To have rested

On a bedroom wall?

It is duly proper

That you endeavoured

To convert a graveyard

Into a picture gallery.

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Kishkindha Kanda -13 Bali Speaks…

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Doha:

Sunahu Ram Swami san chal na chaturi mori/

Prabhu ajahu maim paapi anthkaal gati tori//

Bali said: Hey SriRamji! You will not be deceived by my worldly tricks ( explanations)! Tell me, inspite of being near You  at the time of my demise, shall I remain sinful?

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Sunat Ram ati komal baani/Baali sees parasevu nij paani//

Achal karaum tanu rakhavu praana/Baali kaha sunu Kripanidhaana//

Listening to the extremely pleasing words of Bali, the Lord touched the head of Baali gently.

He said, “I can spare your life, keep your body.” Baali said, Listen, Oh, Compassionate One!

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Janam janam muni jatanu karahim/ Anth Ram kahi aavat nahim//

Jasu naam bal Sankar Kasi / Det samahi sam gati abhinasi//

Sages praise You in multiple ways in multiple lives. Yet many are not fortunate to utter thy name, ‘ Ram’ towards their end.

By the radiance of Whose name, in Kashi, Lord Shankara bestows moksha on everyone alike…

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Mam lochan gochar soyi aava/ Bahuru ki Prabhu as banihi banaava//

That glorious SreeRamji himself  is ( You, My Lord ) gracing me with his presence now! Would such a fortunate time occur ever again?

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So nayan gochar jaasu gun nit neti kahi Shruti gavahim//

Jiti pavan mann go niras kari muni dhyan kabahuk pavahim//

Mohi jaani athi abhimaan bas Prabhu kahehu rakhu sareerahi/

As kavan sad hadi kaatu surataru bari karihi baboorahi//

The One whom Shrutis praise  as ‘ Neti Neti’ ( Not this, neither that), The One , whom by meditation, saints  who control all senses, over coming limitations of body and mind, even so rarely attain a glimpse of- that Lord himself stands by my side! Knowing my conceit, you allowed me to keep my body! Tell me, who can be such a fool who chooses to willingly to cut off the Kalpataru( eternal tree) and plant thorny babool trees in its place? ( Why would anyone demand the boon of keeping this mortal body before the Giver of Moksha?)

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The Smell and Other Poems: Prof Veeran Kutty ( Translation from Malayalam)

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1. Fear

I am afraid of those

Who have woken from their sleep-

Might grab hold of a weapon

In the next second.

You can trust those

Who are asleep.

They will catch hold

Of a weapon

Only in their dreams.

The dead, of course,

Are the very best!

Because

They can no longer

Kill anyone.

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2. Smell

The day my nose was clogged

I wandered everywhere:

In the sick ward,

Which did not smell of diseases

In the city,

Which did not smell of rot.

In the streets,

Which did not smell of gun powder.

In the crematorium,

Which did not smell of dead bodies.

As I sat reflecting

On the advantages

Of not having my nose function,

My lady friend stopped by,

And handed me a flower.

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3.  Fly Away

You seem like a bird

Caught unawares

Inside this home!

Are you feeling helpless ?

Flutter your wings!

Make the air trapped inside

The room dance a bit,

And then fly away.

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4. About the Thread

We speak tonnes about the needle,

Intentionally forgetful of the thread!

Even after the needle passes on

Leaving behind bleeding wounds.

Even when we know the thread stays on,

Holding it all together.

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5. Shiver

The bow shivers,

After sending the arrow forth!

Perhaps it got  the news

Of the task

The arrow accomplished.

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6. Embroidery

This beautiful embroidery

Of the bouquet

Holds within

All the pain

Endured by the thread

While crawling through the needle.

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7. Witness

God!

You really mistrust me,

Don’t you?

Of course that is why

You send along

This shadow

To accompany me.

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8. Remnant

The page dealt with compassion.

By the light of the page, charmed

By the brightness of the words,

The insect must have meditated.

The next person shall discover

The remnant of an insect

From a closed book.

He shall continue reading-

Charmed

By the light of the page,

By the brightness of the words.

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9. Solution

Pointing at the bay,

As the parents argued:

‘Sea!’

‘River!’

‘Sea!’

‘River!’

The little child looked

Alternately at both of them

Giggling,

‘Water!’

How easily she mediated a compromise

In that war.

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10. The Wait

Hey Time, thou great forest!

How many more leaves to drop

From my tree?

Knowing it not,

My mind shivers

In apprehension.

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Kishkindha Kanda: 12 Bali Questions The Lord

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Para bikal mahi sar ke lagem/ Puni ud baid dekhi Prabhu agem//

Syam gaat sir jata banaye/ Arun nayan sar chaap chadayem//

As the arrow pierced his chest, Bali fell in agony. But seeing the Lord walking towards him, he struggled and sat up

The Lord was blue-black hued , his hair was bound- in a jata, the eyes were red, and he wore his bow and arrows.

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Puni puni chitayi charan chit deenha/Subhal janma maana Prabhu cheenha//

Hridayam preeti mukh bachan kadora/ Bola chitayi Ram ki ora//

Bali looked wonderingly at the Lord, and his heart was surrendered at the Lord’s feet.

His heart was overwhelmed, but his words were brutal. Looking at SreeRamji, he spoke thus…

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Dharm hetu avatarehu Gosayim/ Marehu mohi byadh ki nayim//

Maim bairy Sugreev piyaara/ Avagun kavan naadh mohi maara//

Hey Gosayi! ( Mendicant ) You have taken this avatar to protect Dharma, and you  slyly slew me by foregoing it?

I am your enemy and Sugreev is your friend? Hey Lord! For what fault of mine have you taken my life?

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Anuj badhu bhaginy sut naary/Sunu sad kanya sam a chaary//

Eenhi kudrishti bilokayi joyi/Taahi badhem kacchu paap na hoyi//

The Lord said: Hey Fool! Listen to me. A brother’s wife, sister, daughter-in-law and tender aged girl- they should be considered in the same way

Whoever looks at them with an evil eye, there is no sin in killing them.

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Note: Baali had taken Sugreev’s wife Tara as his consort as per legends

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Mood, tohi atisay abhimaana/ Naari sikhavan karasi na kaana//

Mam bhuj bal aashrit tehi jaani/Maara chahasi adham abhimaani//

Hey fool! You are such an egotist!  You did not even listen to the  wise counsel of your wife.

You arrogant creature! Even knowing that Sugreev was under my protection, you wished to kill him!

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Kishkindha Kanda-11 ( As Kahi Chala Maha Abhimani)

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As kahi chala maha abhimani/ Trin saman Sugreevahi jani//

Bhire ubhau Bali ati tarja/ Mudika maari mahadhuni garja//

Saying thus, the proud Bali went away to the battle field,  considering Sugreev as a mere speck of dust.

Bali hit Sugreev with his fist and easily defeating him, let out a ferocious growl.

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Tab Sugreev bikal koyi bhaaga/Mushti Praha are bajra sam laaga//

Mai jo kaha Raghubeer kripala/Bandhu na hoyi mor yeh Kala//

Sugreev was petrified and ran away. The hit by Bali he  felt was like Indira’s Vajra!

Reaching SreeRamji, he said- Lord, I had told you that Bali was not a brother but the God of Death/ Kala.

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Ekroop tumh bratha dovu/ Tehi bhram tem nahi marevu sovu//

Kar parsa Sugreev sareera/Tanu bha kulis gayi sab peera//

Lord Ram said- Both of You brothers look alike. I could not recognise who was who, and hence I could not kill Bali.

Sree Ramji gently touched Sugreev’s bleeding body, and his body felt as strong as Vajra ayudha. The pain started ebbing away.

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Meli kanda suman kai maala/ Padva puni bal deyi bisaala//

Puni naana bidhi bhayi laraayi/Bitap aut dekhahim Ragurai//

Then SreeRamji put a garland of flowers around Sugreev’s neck and sent him to battle, blessing him with enormous strength.

Both brothers fought again in multiple ways. The Lord watched from behind a tree.

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Doha:

Bahu chal bal Sugreev kar hiyam haara bhay maani/

Maara Bali Ram tab hriday maach sar taani//

Sugreev tried many tricks and manoeuvres, but finally he lost his courage

Then SreeRamji Sen to his arrow forth which pierced the heart of Bali.

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