tongue-tied

 Jai Sri Ram,

The difference between an individual soul and God should be similarly explained, Sambhu is all-powerful by nature, for he is no other than God himself, hence matrimony with him will prove auspicious every day, the great Lord Shiva is certainly difficult to propitiate but he is quickly pleased when penance is undergone, if your daughter practices austerity, the slayer of the demon Tripura Shiva, can even erase the lines of Fate,

So Saying and with his throughs fixed on Sri Hari, Narada gave his blessings to Girija and Said, shed all fear, O Lord of mountains, all will now turn out well, having spoken thus, the sage returned to the abode of Brahma, now hear the end of the story how it came about, finding her husband alone, Mena  said to him, my lord, I could not follow the words of the sage, if the match, his house, and his pedigree are without parallel, and worthy of Girija, The marriage may be concluded,

If not the girl had better remained unmarried, for, my lord, Uma is dear to me as my own life, if we fail to secure a match worthy of Girija, everyone will say Himachal is dell by nature, keep this in mind, my lord, while concluding an alliance, so that there may be no cause for repentance, having spoken these words Mena laid herself prostrate with her head at the feet of her Lord, the lord of the mountains Himalaya replied in endearing terms, sooner shall the moon emit flames of fire than the prophecy of Narada should prove untrue, 

Put away all anxiety, my dear, and fix your thoughts on the lord, he alone who has created Parvati will bring her happiness, now if you cherish any love for your child, then go and admonish her that she should practice austerity which may bring about her union with Shiva, there is no other way of overcoming sorrow, the words of Naradaare pregnant and full of reason, Shiva is handsome and a mine of virtues, recognizing this truth does not entertain any misgiving, Sankara is irreproachable in every way, hearing the above words of her husband Mena felt delighted at heart, she at once rose and went where Girija was, at the sight of Uma tears rushed to her eyes and she affectionately took the girl in her laps, again and again, she hugged the child, her voice was chocked with emotion and she found herself tongue-tied, the mother of the universe, the all-knowing Bhavani, then spoke the following soft words, which brought delight to her Mother,

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Sri Dev Prabodhini Ekadasi

 Jai Sri Ram,

Sri Dev Prabodhini Ekadasi is here to recall the pastime of Goddess Tulsi, Sri Tulsi Devi, The celebrations are being held on a grand scale in all fourteen regions,  Chanting the Krishna Name is common among devotees and gods,

The extremely popular festival of divinity, that embodiment of eternal celebration, not only with masses but also with the classes  Eagerly sought by celestials and gods to propitiate themselves in Yajna of the Day, 

A sacred day with infinite sacred chapters in its lap, beautifully decorated with the divine fragrance, being the day of the marriage of Devi Tulsi, The fine art of eternity with the truth of divine cult, the day itself is the bestower of wishes and giver of boons,  An auspicious rather most auspicious Mahurat for marital engagement irrespective of even combusted Jupiter or Venus or both,

In participation in this Yajna, devotees sanctify themselves and invoke the deities and offer respective oblations eternally, Devotees lit the earthen lamps in the evening to mark the day with self in truth with celebration,  Obeisance to Goddess Tulsi, revere your lotus feet along with Sri Vishnu Pad Puja, in eternal submission, 

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the same wine becomes pure

 Jai Sri Ram,

In their pride of wisdom foolish men emulate the great,

They cast into hell for a whole kalpa or lifetime of the universe,

Can an embodied soul vie with God, Holy men would never drink wine even if they come to know that it had been made of water from the Ganga,,

But the same wine becomes pure, when it is poured into the Ganga,

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the mighty incure no sin

 Jai Sri Ram,

Even though Sri Hari uses the serpent as his conch and sleeps thereon,

The wise do not blame him for the same,

Again, water of every description, pure as well as impure, flows into the Ganga,

Yet no one calls heavenly stream impure, even like a sun, fire and the Ganga, the mighty incure no sin, 

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this may avail if heaven helps you

 Jai Sri Ram,

The word of celestial sage Narada could not be untrue, Uma cherished them in her heart, and love for the lotus feet of Shiva sprouted in her heart, she, however, felt different in her mind, union with Shiva appeared so difficult to her, finding the time inopportune for its disclosure, she concealed her emotion and then sat down in the lap of one of her playmates, the prediction of the sage could not be false,

The thought made Himavan and his wife as well as the senior playmates anxious, collecting himself, the lord of mountains said, tell me, holy sir, what remedy should now be employed,

The chief of sages, Narada, replied, hear, O Himvan, whatever has been decreed by fate no one can undo, not even gods, demons, humans, Nagas or sages,

Nevertheless, I tell you one remedy, this may avail if heaven helps you, Uma will undoubtedly get such a husband as I have described to you, but whatever demerits I have shown in her bridegroom exists in Shiva so far as I can guess if her marriage takes place with Sankara, everyone will call the demerits as good as virtues, 

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Uma felt delighted

 Jai Sri Ram,

You know everything, including the past, present, and future, and have access everywhere, therefore, O good sage, tell me what is good and what is bad about my daughter after mature consideration, the sage smilingly in the following soft yet significant words, your daughter is a mine of all virtues, pretty, amiable and intelligent by nature, she will be called Uma, Ambica, Bhavani,

Adorned with all good traits, the girl, the girl shall win the unfailing love of her husband, she shall remain ever united with her lord and bring glory to her parents, she shall command the respect of the whole universe, he who waits to be enabled to tread the path of fidelity to their lord, which is sharp as the edge of a sword,

Your Daughter, O Himalaya, is endowed with auspicious marks, hear now the law few drawbacks she possesses, devoid of merits, free from pride, without father or mother, unconcerned and free from doubts, an ascetic with hair and a heart devoid of longing, stark naked and with hideouts accouterments, such a one shall be her lord, as I can read from the lines on her palm,

Hearing the words of the sage and believing them to be true, Himalaya and his wife become disconsolate, while Uma felt delighted, even Narada could not perceive this difference, even though their outer expression was the same, their feeling was different, Girija and all her playmates, Himalaya, and his wife, mean, all had their hair standing on their end and their eyes were full of tears, 

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Sri Gopa Ashtami today

 Jai Sri Ram,

Sri Gopa Ashtami today, an enlightening chapter of Sacred Kartik with a great message to men to serve the cow to serve the self eternally,

Man who commands respect for his philanthropic and righteous activities will certainly ensure self for safe passage,

Evil propensities ever exist along with and will never cease to exist till time go on and it is for man to be preventive to the best of his capacity and truth to safeguard self,

No one can fight the evildoers for long, basically, they are fighting with themselves alone and time to testify to them and treat them suitably, if not possible to help the helpless then please help yourself to be preventive, affirm yourself not to harm others, 

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made havoc

 Jai Sri Ram,

Sankara got all the news and in his wrath he sent  Virabhdra, going there the latter made havoc with the sacrifice and required all the gods according to their desserts, as is well known to the world, Daksha met the same fate which an opponent of Sambhu generally meets, the story is known throughout the world, that is why I have told it in brief, while dying, Sati Asked a boon of Sri Hari that she might remain devoted to the feet of Shiva in all successful births, that is why she reborn as Parvati, ever since Uma was born in the house of Himalaya the mountain became an abode of all blessings and prosperity, sages built beautiful hermitages here and there and Himalaya assigned them suitable abodes,

Young trees of different varieties were endowed with falling blossoms and fruits, and mines of jewels of various kinds appeared on the beautiful mountains, all the rivers bore holy waters, birds, beasts, and bees, all rejoiced, all animals up their natural antipathies and all those who dwelt on the mountain loved one another, with the advent of Girija the mountain wore a cheerful look even as devotion to Sri Rama lights up the face of devotees,

Every day brought a new delight to the house of Himachal, whose glory was sung even by great gods like Brahma, receiving all the news Narada eagerly went to the house of Himachal, and the king mountains received him with great honor, washing the sage's feet he led him to  a beautiful seat, he bowed his head at the sage's feet he fed him to a beautiful seat,

He bowed his head at the sage's feet along with his wife and had a whole mansion sprinkled with the water hollowed by his feet, Himachal extolled his own luck and summoned his daughter, placed her at the sage's feet,

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Hare Rama

 Jai Sri Ram,

There is great rejoicing at my father's house, O Lord, if you grant me leave, I would fain go and see it, O storehouse of compassion, Lord Shiva replied, Your suggestion is good and has commended itself to me as well, but the anomaly is that your father has sent no invitation to us, Daksha has invited all his daughters but because of the grudge he bears to me you too have been ignored, in the court of Brahma he once took offense at my behavior,

That is why he insults us even now, if you go there uninvited, Bhavani, all decorum, affection, and honor will be cast to the winds, it is no doubt true one should call on one's friend, master, father, or teacher without waiting for a formal invitation, yet where someone nurses a grudge against you, you reap no good by going there, Sambhu expostulated with Sati in so many ways, but as fate had willed if wisdom would not be drawn on her, the lord repeated once more that if she went to her father's place uninvited, he anticipated no good results from it,

Having reasoned with her in ways more than one when Hara at last perceived that the daughter of Daksha was not going to stay, the slayer of Tripura detailed a few of his principal attendants as her escort and sent her away, When Bhavani reached her father's house, no one greeted her for fear of incurring Daksha's displeasure, her mother was the solitary figure who meets her kindly, her sisters received her with rage at the sight of Sati, Sati then went to have a look at the sacrifice, but nowhere did she find any share of oblations set apart for Sambhu, then did she realize the force of Sankara's warning, her heart burnt within her at the thought of the insult offered to one's own people is the most painful of them all, the thought of the same made Sati furious, her mother tried to pacify Her in many ways,

The insult to Shiva was something unbearable, Her heart could not, therefore, be pacified, then, sharply reproaching the whole assembly, she spoke in angry accents, Hear ya elsers of the assembly and all great sages, All of you who have reviled Sankara or heard him reviled must forthwith reap the fruit of your sin and my father too shall fully repent, wherever you hear a saint, Sambhu or Vishnuvilified, the rule is that if it lies within your power you should tear out the tongue of the reviler or you should run away closing your ears, the slayer of Tripura, the great Lord Shiva is a universal spirit, he is the father of the universe and is beneficial to all, it is him that my stupid father vilified and this body of mine has sprung from the loins of Daksha, therefore, installing in my heart Lord Shiva, who bears the moon on his forehead and a bull as his emblem, I shall immediately quite this body, as she spoke thus burnt her body with the fire of Yoga, a plaintive cry rose from the whole assembly, hearing the Sati's death, the attendants of Sambhu began to destroy the sacrifice, seeing the sacrifice being destroyed, the great sage Bhrigu protected it, 

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celestial damsels

 Jai Sri Ram,

Daksa got together all the sages and they began to perform a big sacrifice, all the gods who obtain a share of the oblations offered at a sacrifice were cordially invited to attend,

Kinnaras, a species of demigods, Nagas, Siddhas that a class of celestials, and Gandharvas that celestial songsters and the whole host of gods proceeded to sacrifice along with their wives, all the gods with the exception of Vishnu, Viranchi Brahma, and the great Lord Shiva, set out in their ariel cars,

Sati beheld beautiful aerial cars of various patterns coursing through the air, and celestial damsels were singing melodious strains, which intruded upon the ears of ascetics and broke their meditation, when Sati inquired about the stir in the air, Shiva explained the whole thing, 

She was somewhat delighted to hear of the sacrifice commenced by her father and thought of making it an excuse for staying a few days with her father in case the great lord Shiva granted her leave, repudiation by her lord torrented her heart not a little but conscious of her guilt she would not utter a word, at last Sati spoke in a charming tinged with awe, misgiving, and affection,

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