Monday, November 7, 2011

Marundeeshwarar Temple

This is one temple, which was my solace ever since I first came to Chennai in 2003. It was here that I discovered, how orthodox Thiruvanmiyur temple folks are when compared to Erumbeeshwarar folks in Thiruverumbur, for they would not accept packet milk for abhishekam, only fresh cow’s milk. Yes, those years, I was blindly ritualistic. Every trayodashi, I was promptly there for poojas standing in long winding queues. At times, taking permission from office and then rushing back to attend client meetings and sending MoMs mails in a hurry. Those were the years, when every full moon, I would go to thiruvannamalai much to my PM’s displeasure. Once after a sleepless night, I had to go to office at 7 pm, just to placate him. Those were the days, when we had the freedom of staying awake in temple all night for shivaratri. Those were the days, when I was glad to miss onsite opportunities, for I didn’t want to miss my monthly girivalams or fortnightly trayodashi poojas.

All significant events in my life have taken place on a trayodashi, I got intimation of my first real job on a trayodashi, I met my soulmate, who changed my life forever on a trayodashi, another teacher on a trayodashi, a predicted strange meeting materialized on a trayodashi. Even on the day of exams on trayodashi’s I could always stay nirjal, somehow, I would never feel hungry as well, even if I had travel or walk a lot that day. Marundeeshwar temple, Madhya Kailas, Kapaleeshwarar temple have been my place of destinations, which would just pull me those years. No matter how many others dismissed off Shiva, I went to temples in spite of myself.

But ever since, April 2011 thiruvannamalai trip, the whole equation changed. In fact, now Shiva Shiva on my lips has gradually become Krishna Krishna, (am not a huge fan of corporate ISKCON), just wondering about Gita’s hero.

So yesterday, evening, I alighted at Thiruvanmiyur depot and wanted to board a Tata magic to go to RTO, but the police stopped the vehicle, since it was not supposed to stop there opposite to depot; rules that are so inconveniencing, since I have to walk past a TASMAC to board a vehicle. So essentially, that meant I had to walk till Marundeeshwarar temple to board another vehicle. After few minutes of waiting, all that came was share autos with uncomfortable seats. So I thought, I would step inside the temple, but I found excuses on where to keep my footwear, that i should not enter after a day long session outside without bathing, on having to make a whole round trip if I were to keep my footwear at the stand near western entrance, or I could not carry my footwear in a polythene bag inside my backpack and enter by the west gate and leave by the east gate and walk back home. So I was standing just outside the temple, seeing the small queue standing for moolavar darshanam, yet, something was stopping me from going inside.

So I walked back, thinking about how gross contradictions exist together. Something that is moving at 29.8 km per second (1lakh+ kmph) is terra firma, appearing so rooted and stable, our foundation, the very basis of life. At what humongous speed we were travelling in this vast space and I was wondering about my relative motion with that of the earth. If i were to make chutney in mixie without its lid, WHAT could ever make the contents not fly all over the room? I can neither fathom gravity-atmospheric pressure-science or spirituality. I was so engrossed in these thoughts, my quick firm steps took me home in a jiffy and only once I reached home, sat on chair and got up, I realized my femur joint was stiff after 20 minutes of walk. I could have waited and took the tata magic. I should have gone inside for darshan.

Am wondering about the meaning of verses 9-14 of īśa upaniṣad. What are the results of ignorance and knowledge? How does one cross death with ignorance or by worshiping unmanifest and attain life eternal through knowledge or by worshiping manifest? What did they mean exactly?

Friday, October 14, 2011

BG 8.9

Around Feb 26 2011, I heard about BG 8.9 and was asked to think about it constantly. And only now, I managed to wonder about it.

BG: 8 is about Akśara Parabrahman (imperishable Brahman). The 9th verse is about the attributes of God to meditate at the time of death.


kaviṁ purāṇaṁ anu śāsitāram aṇor aṇīyāṁsam anusmared yaḥ
sarvasya dhātāram acintya-rūpam āditya-varṇaṁ tamasaḥ parastāt

kaviṁ-omniscient; purāṇaṁ - ancient; anu śāsitāram – ruler; aṇor aṇīyāṁsam – smaller than atom; anusmared – meditates upon; yaḥ - one who
sarvasya dhātāram – supporting all, acintya-rūpam – whose form is inconceivable, āditya-varṇaṁ - luminous like sun; tamasaḥ parastāt – transcending material/physical world

One who meditates on the omniscient, ancient, the controller, minuter than atom, supporter of everything, with inconceivable form, shining like sun, and beyond darkness/material world.

Similar verses in Upanishads

In the (kṛṣṇa pakṣa yajur veda) Kaṭha Upaniṣad (1.2.20):

aṇoraṇīyān mahato mahīyān ātmasya jantornihito guhyāṁ
tamakratuḥ paśyati vītśhoko dhātuḥ prasādān mahimānam ātmanaḥ

1-II-20. The Self that is subtler than the subtle and greater than the great is seated in the heart of every creature. One who is free from desire sees the glory of the Self through the tranquillity of the mind and senses and becomes absolved from grief.

In (kṛṣṇa pakṣa yajur veda) Śvetāśvatara Upaniṣad (3.8)
वेदाहमेतं पुरुषं महान्तं आदित्यवर्णं तमसः परस्तात्
तं एव विदित्वाति मृत्युमेति नान्यः पन्था विद्यतेSयनाय ||
vedāham etaṃ puruṣaṁ mahāntam ādityavarṇaṁ tamasaḥ parastāt |
tam eva viditvāti mṛtyum eti nānyaḥ panthā vidyate 'yanāya || 3.8 ||

I know the great Puruṣa, who is resplendent, like sun and beyond darkness. Only by knowing Him does one pass over death; there is no other way to the Supreme Goal.
This Mantra is very popular in the daily Vedic chanting of Puruṣa Sūktam.

The Brahma Purana states: The Supreme Being is kavi or all knowing. He is the seer of everything because He knows all things.

Friday, September 30, 2011

Podalangai

Probably no other vegetable has been belittled as much as our humble podalangai. One dismisses off something trivial as ‘periya podalangai samachaaram.’


Chithappa listens to vegetable cure programs early morning in TV. Recently he listened to the benefits of snake gourd and ridge gourd. So you can imagine, how many times, this week we had podalangai. I even ended up having to taste podalangai chutney for idlis, for the first time in my life history.

Of course, I like it as a convenience vegetable, easy on hands to chop, cooks in 3 minutes and a podalangai kootu, podalangai poriyal, or podalangai paruppu usili should be ready in 5 mins. But any day, variety is the spice of life. And ya, spices to be added occasionally.

What was surprising was the medical benefits:
It is useful apart from treating jaundice, diabetes, helping intestinal movements, it also helps in obesity. The leaner the vegetable that we eat, the leaner we get. :-
  1. uses
  2. health benefits
Snakegourd is a good source of minerals like magnesium, calcium, and phosphorus.
It has a cooling effect on body, so most suited for pitta.

Philosophical Vegetable
Probably snake gourd is the only vegetable, that can join the league of typical snake-rope erroneous attribution of adhyāsa. A reverse one probably, since once the veil of ignorance is removed, the end state is not all that pleasant. Most of us would remember Rajini, his son-in-law, janakaraj’s movie comedy scenes with the snake around the neck mistaken to be podalangai.

I prefer podalangai poriyal crunchy and fresh light green with bright yellow channa dal with a liberal dose of shredded coconut.

Thursday, September 29, 2011

What is ātman?

From the second chapter “The eternal reality of soul’s immortality” - सांख्ये बुद्धिर्योग
य एनं वेत्ति हन्तारं यश्चैनं मन्यते हतम्
उभौ तौ न विजानीतो नायं हन्ति न हन्यते (2.19)

yaḥ enaṁ vetti hantāram yaś cainaṁ manyate hatam
ubhau tau na vijānīto nāyaṁ hanti na hanyate (2.19)

yaḥ - Anyone who; enaṁ - the soul; vetti – thinks; hantāram-is the slayer; yaś cainaṁ manyate - anyone who thinks the soul; hatam – slain;
tau ubhau – both of them; na vijānīto – are in ignorance; nāyaṁ - the soul never; hanti na hanyate – slays or is slain

He holds the Atman as slayer and he considers it as slain, both of them are ignorant. It slays not, nor is it slain.
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न जायते म्रियते वा कदाचित् नायं भूत्वा भविता वा न भूयः
अजो नित्य: शाश्वतोऽयं पुराणो न हन्यते हन्यमाने शरीरे (2.20)

na jāyate mriyate vā kadāchit nāyaṁ bhūtvā bhavitā vā na bhūyaḥ
ajo nityaḥ śāśvato ‘yaṁ purāṇo na hanyate hanyamāne śarīre (2.20)

na jāyate – is never born; mriyate vā kadāchit – neither never dies; āyaṁ - soul; bhūtvā – nor does it come into being; bhavitā vā – when the body is created; na bhūyaḥ - again
ajo –birthless; nityaḥ-eternal; śāśvato‘yaṁ - imperishable; purāṇo- timeless; na hanyate – is never destroyed; hanyamāne śarīre – when the body is destroyed

The soul (atman) is neither born nor does it die. Nor does it come into being again when the body is created. The soul is birthless, eternal, imperishable and ancient. It is not killed when the body is slain.

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वासांसि जीर्णानि यथा विहाय नवानि गृह्णाति नरोऽपराणि
तथा शरीराणि विहाय जीर्णानि अन्यानि संयाति नवानि देही (2.22)

vāsāṁsi jīrṇāni yathā vihāya navāni gṛhṇāti naro ‘ parāṇi
tathā śarīrāṇi vihāya jīrṇāni anyāni saṁyāti navāni dehī (2.22)

vāsāṁsi – garments; jīrṇāni – old worn out; yathā – just as; vihāya – giving up; navāni – new; gṛhṇāti – accepts; naro – man; ‘ parāṇi – other
tathā – similarly; śarīrāṇi – bodies; vihāya – giving up; jīrṇāni –old worn out; anyāni – other; saṁyāti – accepts; navāni – new; dehī – embodied soul

Just as man giving up old worn out clothes accepts other new garment; similarly the embodied soul giving up old worn out bodies very accepts new body
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नैनं छिन्दन्ति शस्त्राणि नैनं दहति पावकः
न चैनं क्लेदयन्त्यापः न शोषयति मारुतः (2.23)

nainaṁ chindanti śastrāṇi nainaṁ dahati pāvakaḥ
na cainaṁ kledayantyāpaḥ na śoṣyati mārutaḥ (2.23)

na + enaṁ - the soul never; chindanti – harm; śastrāṇi – weapons; nainaṁ; dahati – burn; pāvakaḥ - fire;
na cainaṁ; kledayantyāpaḥ - wet by water; na; śoṣyati – dry; mārutaḥ - air

Weapons do not cleave the atma; fire burns it not, water wets it not, wind dries it not.
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अच्छेद्योऽयमदाह्योयं अक्लेद्योऽशोष्य एव च |
नित्यः सर्वगतः स्थाणुः अचलोऽयं सनातनः|| (2.24)

acchedyo ‘yam adāhyo ‘yam akledyo ‘śoṣya eva ca
nityaḥ sarvagataḥ sthāṇur acalo ‘yam sanātanaḥ (2.24)

acchedyo ‘yam – soul is uncleavable; adāhyo ‘yam –soul can’t be burn; akledyo – insoluble; ‘śoṣya eva ca - unwitherable
nityaḥ - eternal; sarvagataḥ - all pervading; sthāṇur – stable; acalo - immovable ‘yam sanātanaḥ - everlasting

The soul is indestructible, the soul is incombustible, neither wetted, nor dried. The soul is eternal, all pervading, unmodified, immovable and everlasting.
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अवक्तोयमचिन्त्योऽयं अविकार्योऽयमुच्यते (2.25)
avakto ‘yam acintyo‘yam avikāryo‘yam ucyate (2.25)

avakto - imperceptible; ‘yam; acintyo‘yam – soul is inconceivable; avikāryo ‘yam – soul is immutable; ucyate – it is declared that the soul;

The atman is said to be imperceptible, inconceivable, immutable.
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TBD
What is the difference
1. Between jiva and atma?
2. Between jivatma and paramatma?
3. Between Atma and brahman?
4. Between Brahman and Paramatma?
5. Between God and Brahman?

Monday, September 26, 2011

Couple of enthralling songs this moment

On few occasions, after wasting whole day on a non planned activity like now, kind of husky breezy songs soothe me. Like Saindhavi’s “vizhigalil oru vaanavil” I equally enjoyed the stylish spirit in her beau’s “yathe yathe” I have still not deleted the deiva thirumagal from my system, only because of this song, till I get the mp3. I just listen to the songs, seldom watching the videos.

saindhavi (jan 3)

Few of Bombay Jayashree’s number, I love to listen in loop are -"Naramughaiye Naramughaiye", "Vaseegara", "Unakkul Naane", “Malargale”, "Uyire En Uyire", "Paartha Mudhal", "Ninnai charan"

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Different songs appeal to me at different times. There were days, when MS’ sriman narayana, jo acyutananda were on my loop for days, or lata’s vaishnav jan to. Most of the times, same old chithra’s ninukori varnam or Alka’s “Hai re mera dil”, Sadhana’s ‘Aao na’ allure me. Once upon a time Kavita Krishnamurthy’s ‘Pyar hua chupke se’, ‘Jaagte hain hai hum’ were my favs.


MSS
16 September 1916 - December 11, 2004 (aged 88)
I first realized those were her songs, only the year she died.
Lata Mangeshkar September 28, 1929

CKS July 27, 1963

Alka (Mar 20, 1966)


kavita (January 25, 1958)

sadhana (March 14)

Of the previous janma songs "ajeeb daastaan hai yeh", Madhumati’s “Dil tadap tadap ke …”, “Bichua” are still my favourite that have not listened even once this year. Those were the DD days, when on any Sunday afternoon, other language movies would be shown. Decades ago, the whole extended family was, and only 3 of us knew hindi, yet, only due to this one song, all of us watched Madhumati.

Once in Bangalore, Shivaji nagar, I was hunting for a cotton sari for chithi. This shop was in first floor with steep narrow steps. I found no saree matching Chithi’s specifications of a bangalore cotton without border for daily office wear. Every saree there had a border. Still, could not step out from that shop – for “Adharam Madhuram” was being played, with the fragrance of freshly lit agarbathis to mesmerize me. That song still beckons me. Though till date, I could not find the same audio mp3 that zombied me in that shop in 2008.

Ya, I go by popular choice, I don’t run behind singers or collections. I merely savour few mp3s that come to me without any effort, few songs, I would never consider deleting from my system.

As a school kid, I grew on a staple dose of

Alisha 18 March 1965
“Roundhe hain” and “Lover girl”

Sunita (April 5, 1967) - Pari hoon main

Our school teacher used to teach us "nayi dagar naya safar kadam mila ke chal". There was this cute school senior, who had missed her music test and she sang it in our class. Lively tune it was.

These are just few songs on top of my mind right now. There are many other numbers that have haunted me, which i play so many times over loop, that my bro and sis start running away, hearing the same song even after few days.

There was this (Apr 30, 1979) Harini's 'Yaaridamamum thondravilai" from thottijaya, that i have not seen even once, but this song was the one that i played on loop in my ipod held by belt, for almost a week, while i practiced walking on terrace after my ilizarov. My brother deleted the song after a week, unable to bear it being played all the time for days together. Only now I learnt that Nila kaikirathu was hers.

My professor says, tell me the songs you like, and I will tell you, the kind of person you are, your innermost feelings. Few souls with moon in 12th have such impervious sharing boundaries, but I don’t have one.

In agathaivu we were told that you can't enjoy anything without spending your vital energy life force. One enjoys a painting, or a natural scenery, by spending the vital energy of the eyes. One supposedly ends up wearing a soda butti if they had abused eyes, excessively desiring everything they saw in the last janma. Gone are the days, when i was engrossed assailing my ears with ipod ear plugs. I listened to my favourite songs all night even during sleeping, 24 hours, all places. Now I take care to listen to songs, without earphones and spare my ears. Thanks to 16 hours laptop's burning effect on my eyes, rather than gazing without blinking my eyes at some exquisite visual treat, i capture it in my inner eye and close my eyes and enjoy it in my mind in sheer bliss.

Friday, August 12, 2011

I adore my Sanskrit Teacher

She starts and ends each class with prayers. She always includes 1-2 SubhAShitas towards the end. She also includes Sanskrit riddles to solve. She makes it fun all the way.

Some of the moral verses, that I really love from her collection are:

वने रणे शत्रुजलाग्नि मध्ये महार्णवे पर्वतमस्तके वा
सुप्तं प्रमत्तं विषमस्थितं वा रक्षन्ति पुण्यानि पुराकृतानि
- नीतिशतक

In forests, in battles, amongst enemies, amidst water or fire, in vast oceans or on the mountain peaks, while asleep, awake or in danger – dharma (good acts) protect you.

In school, all my teachers were so personal and affectionate. In engineering college, except for few rest were close. In PG college, it got reversed, it was only with few professors, with whom went on for hours without noticing time. In the last class, ma’m gave 2 wonderful SubhAshitas.

In 2006, I had to buy a new shelf to accommodate my sis’s 5 years of dental books pertaining only to UG degree. Her PG books and zerox copies are even more voluminous. And she still has 2 cartons of her dental books at home. Yes’day as she was packing, she said, yes, you right. Look at this tome, it is so fresh even after years. I had quoted madam’s verse few days before to her. I used to accumulate books. However, realized practical difficulties of hoarding when you live out suitcases for years. At times, it is better to be like Paulo Coelho’s character who reads a book at a time and exchanges it to get a new one to peruse.

पुस्तकस्था तु या विद्या परहस्तगतं धनम् |
कार्यकाले समुत्पन्ने न सा विद्या न तद्धनम् ||

Knowledge which is in the book, money which has passed on to another hand - in times of need, they are neither your knowledge nor money.

आचार्यात् पादमादत्ते पादं शिष्य: स्वमेधया |
कालेन पादमादत्ते पादं सब्रह्मचारिभि: ||
- महाभारत, उद्योगपर्व

A student acquires quarter knowledge from the teacher, a quarter from his own intelligence, a quarter over time, a quarter from classmates.

Eventful Varalakshmi Vratham

My sis had been on her feet for the past 2-3 days, so much cleaning, thanks to estate wide outer white washing yes’day. And special house cleaning for varalakshmi vratham.

Special Pooja Lunch

Mom usually comes home for lunch around 12:35-45 pm. On a typical day, we start preparing a lunch of sambar kootu a little after 12 pm and lunch would be ready piping hot just as she steps in. Today, however sis took charge of shopping for vegetables and cooking for the goddess and I just did helping around. I opted to fry the humble ulundu vadais and ended up with a hot oil drop on my instep. My pranic healing teachers mentioned how they had healed the hot oil spill burn during diwali murukku preparation. Tomorrow will tell whether my self-healing was effective.

After puja, it was nice virundhu on verdant banana leaves complete with vada, payasam, poriyal, sambar, rasam, curd. Married ladies came home luckily during lunch hour, so that we could serve them something. We would talk about having agreement with African nations for buying minerals and transferring technology and do nothing (so far) about Somalian famine. India and China would go on talking about double digit food inflation. With impending lorry strike and rotting grains in godowns, supply chain bottlenecks (wonder how effective Mega Food Parks are), our home minister would say food inflation is because of ‘sustained demand'. Demand for food is basic, fundamental, not everyone is a sanyasi to live on air for a lifetime without food or water. Am not able to recollect the name of the old lady in ‘Autobiography of a Yogi’ who went without food and water rest of her life, since her MIL scolded her for eating too much, when she was still a child bride. Wondering, if Food security bill would ever come out of paper clutter. Funny world, when our ministers interchange nationality of octogenarian prisoner, prioritize commerce over health. Some tamasha indeed.


Earthquake

Around 11:30 a.m., I was sprawled on the sofa and my sister was standing and for a split second, I felt a swoosh, as if the sofa was shoved. I asked my sister, if she felt it and she replied no. I just left it at that. During lunch, calls started pouring in from my bil and sil from Sriperumbudur, asking about earthquake. Wonder what happened to our home that is still under finishing patchups, which does not have any earthquake resistant structural support.

This is the second time, I have felt tremors. The first time was early morning during December 26, 2004 tsunami. I was too lazy to even get up from my sleep, in spite of the floor shaking. If just 3+ can crack buildings like this, my thoughts ran back to 8.9 in Japan on March 11 and the 5.9 one yesterday. And how Tagore and others reprimanded Gandhiji for his statement that ‘earthquake was providential retribution for India’s failure to eradicate untouchability’ during 1934 Bihar earthquake.