GLORY OF LORD RAMA





Saturday, November 18, 2017

the words of Hanuman

Jai Sri Ram
There Sri Hanuman thoughts to himself,

Sugreeva has forgotten the task,

Approaching Sugreeva, therefore, he bowed his head at his feet and tried to brng him,

Sugreeva felt much alarmed to hear the words of Hanuman,

May Lord Bless all

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Hare Rama

Jai Sri Ram
Those enlighten sages alone who have conceived a love for the feet of Sri Rama can know the inwardness in this conduct of His,

When Laxman found Lord angry, he strung his bow and took arrows in his hands,

The Lord, who was the highest embodiment of compassion, then instructed his younger Brother,

Sugreeva is our friend, you should only frighten him and bring him here,

May Lord Bless all,

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Friday, November 17, 2017

I will shoot the fool tomorrow

Jai Sri Ram
Wherever she may be, if only she is alive i would make an effort to rescue her,

Sugreeva too has forgotten me now that he has got a kingdom, a treasury and amenities of city life and his own spouse,,

I will shoot the fool tomorrow with the same arrow which i used in killing Bali,

Shiva Said to Uma_ he whose very grace rids one of pride and infatuation, could he ever dream of being angry,

May Lord Bless all

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Thursday, November 16, 2017

HANDS OF DEATH

Jai sri Ram
Flocks of Cakora birds fix their gaze on the moon as soon as she comes to their view, even as the votaries of sri Hari on meeting him,

Mosquitoes and gadflies have perished due to fear of cold, just as hostility to the Beahmanas brings ruins to the entire family,

The insects that teemed on the earth have perished with advent of the autumn, just as a man has found a teacher in the real sense of the term is rid of all doubt and error,

The rains are over and the autumn, which is marked by a cloudless sky  and limpid water, has arrived yet, dear brother, we have received no news about Sita,  IF ONLY ONCE I COULD ANYHOW COME TO KNOW OF HER WHEREABOUTS I WOULD RECOVER HER OUT OF HANDS OF DEATH HIMSELF,

May Lord bless all

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Moon by night

Jai Sri Ram
With the full blown lotuses the lake appears as charming as when the absolute Brahma appears with Form,

The bees are making humming sound which possesses a unique melody of its own,

The birds a charming concert of diverse sound,

Moon by night relieves the heat of the autumnal sun, just as the sight of a holy man drives away sin,

May Lord Bless All

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In Deep waters

Jai Sri Ram
The cloudless sky is shining as bright as a devotee of Sri Hari, Who has abandoned all desires, 

Here and There we have light autumnal just as a rare soul comes to develop devotion to me,

Kings and ascetics, merchants and mendicants are gladly leaving are gladly leaving the city, just as men in any of the four stages of life cease to toil once they have acquired devotion to Sri Hari,

In Deep waters the fish are as happy as ever, just as those who have taken refuge in Sri Hari,

May Lord Bless all,

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Wednesday, November 15, 2017

Drop by drop

Jai Sri Ram
Drop by drop the water of the streams and lakes is drying up even as the wise shake off passionate instinct,

Knowing that the autumn had set in the khanjana bird has made its appearance, just as the welcome fruit of meritorious deeds appears at the appropriate time,

Devoid of mud and dust the earth has assumed a lovely aspect just like the administration of a monarch well versed in politics,

The Fish are distressed on account of the diminishing waters even as an improvident householder suffering from want of money,

May Lord Bless all,

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Tuesday, November 14, 2017

The Limpid water of the rivers

Jai Sri Ram
Look here, Laxmana, The rains are over and most charming autumn has arrived,

The Whole earth is covered by the Kasa grass with its white flowers as if the rainy season has exposed its old age,

The constellation known agastya that canopus has appeared and dried up the water on the roads even as contentment swallows greed,

The Limpid water of the rivers and lakes looks charming as a saint's heart devoid of pride and infatuation,

May lord Bless all

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Monday, November 13, 2017

weary travellers

Jai Sri Ram
Many a weary travellers has stopped here and there just as with the dawning of wisdom the senses become still,

Sometimes a strong wind would blow and disperse the clouds in various directions,

Just as with the birth of an unworthy son the noble traditions of a family get extinct,

Now it becomes pitch dark even during the day, while at other times the sun would shine brightly,

May Lord Bless all,

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