Sri Makar Sankranti today

 Jai Sri Ram,

Sri Makar Sankranti today, is a day to recall the truth of the sun god that cause the soul, being it has started its Yajna to help the embodied souls on the planet for their welfare, 

It is a Yajna that is hosted by the sun god for the uninterrupted flow of divine grace from its core truth to the eternity of self in the pilgrimage of the planet,

In one of its aspects, this Yajna bridges the gulf between the self and its sole goal, that to enter the region of its blissful unification,

Object to enjoin this Yajna by the aspirant is not limited to worldly gains, it is a fair opportunity for the interrupted flow of lipid eternity to update the truth of self which ultimately help Atman regain its pristine truth,

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lord of Raghus repaid him

 Jai Sri Ram,

The all-blissful lord, who is above delusion and transcends knowledge, speech, and all sensuous perception, sported like an innocent child, yielded to the supreme love of the royal couple, 

In this way Sri Rama, the father, and mother of the universe delighted the people of Ayodhya, Bhavani this demonstrates how those who have conceived devotion to the feet of the lord of Raghus repaid him, on the other hand, no one can liberate from the bondage of worldly existence him who is averse to the Lord,

However much he may struggle, even that Maya which was held under her sway all living beings, both animate and inanimate, tremble before the Lord, who makes her dance to the play of his eyebrows, leaving such a lord who betakes themselves to him in thought, word and deed giving up all cleverness,

In this way the lord sported as a child, to the delight of all people of the city, the mother would now handle him in her arms, and now put him down and rock him in the cradle, Kausalya remained so rapt in love that days and nights passed unnoticed, out of affection for her boy she would sing lay of his childhood,

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ALL PERVADING BRAHMA

 Jai Sri Ram,

The preceptor assigned these Names after careful thought and then said, your four sons O king are the essence of four Vedas, Of them, Rama is the sages' treasure, the devotees ' all in all, and Shiva's life, he takes delight in the rapture of childish sports, from earlier days Laxmana came to look after Sri Rama, as his benefactor and master, and conceived devotion to his feet, 

The love that existed between the two half brothers, Bharata and Shatrughan, was as glorious as that which obtains between a master and his servant, as the mother gazed on the beauty of two lovely pairs, they found breaking the blade of grass in order to avert the evil eye, though they all four embodiment of amiability, beauty, and goodness,

Yet Rama was an ocean of bliss par excellence, in his heart shown the moon of grace and his captivating smile represented its rays, now on her lap and now in the beautiful cradle, the mother found him caring for him her own darling,

THE UNBORN AND ALL PERVADING BRAHMA, WHO IS UNATTAINED BY MAYA, WITHOUT ATTRIBUTES AND DEVOID OF PLAY, HAS SOUGHT SHELTER IN THE ARMS OF KAUSHALYA CONQUERED BY HER LOVE AND DEVOTION,

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his name RAMA

 Jai Sri Ram,

A few days rolled on in this way, and days and nights passed knowing that the time had come for naming the children, the king sent for the enlightened sage Vashista, and after paying him homage the king spoke to him thus, Holy sir, kindly assign them names that you have fixed your mind upon,

Ther names are many and unique, yet O king, I will declare them according to my own lights, the eldest boy of yours, who is an ocean of felicity and embodiment of joy, a particle of which fills the three worlds with delight has for his name RAMA, the very home of bliss and comforter of all worlds, 

Your second son, who sustains and supports the universe, will be called BHARATA, while he whose very thought destroys one's enemies is celebrated in the Vedas by the Name of SHATRUGHANA,

He who is the abode of Noble characteristics, the beloved of Sri Rama, and the mainstay of the whole universe, was given by Guru Vashista the splendid name LAKSMANA.

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strange phenomena

 Jai Sri Ram,

Kaikayi and Sumitra each gave birth to a lovely boy, the joy, grandeur, and solemnity of the occasion and the concourse of men was more than what Sarada and the serpent king describe, the city of Ayodhya wore a Galla appearance, it looked as if night had come to the see the lord and feeling abashed as it were at the sight of the sun, had deliberately stayed over in the twilight, clouds of insenses represented the dusk and handcuffs of red powder tossed up and wafted in the air represented the reddish light of sunset, 

The host of jewels that gleamed on housetops looked like so many stars while the round pinnacle on the top of the royal palace corresponds to the beautiful moon, the murmuring sound of the chanting of Vedas in the palace resembled the Chirping of birds appropriate to the occasion, gazed upon this spectacle the sun got himself, a whole month passed without his knowing it, the days passed  the length of a month and but no one could understand the mystery, the sun stood motionless with his chariot, how could there be any night, 

Nobody noticed the strange phenomena, the sun last moved ahead singing the praises of Sri Rama, as he went, witnessing the great festival of gods, sages and Nagas proceeded to their several abodes congratulating themselves of their good luck, I tell you one more convict act of mine, listen to it, for I know your steadfast faith, The sage Kakbhusandi and myself both were there together in human form without anyone knowing it, elated with supreme joy and the delight of love we roamed about the streets in ecstasy forgetting ourselves, he alone who enjoyed Sri Rama's grace could be apprised of this blessed adventure of ours. 

On that occasion king granted the desires of everyone's heart, in whatever manner one come he bestowed elephants chariots, horses, gold, cows, diamonds, and costumes of various kinds,  all were satisfied in their heart and invoked blessings here and there saying, May all the sons of Dasaratha live long those lord of Tulsidasa,

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festal arches,

 Jai Sri Ram,

The city was full of festal arches, showing flowers from heaven, and everyone was rapped in the joy of absorption in Brahma, women streaming forth in troops carrying jars of gold and salvers full of auspicious articles, 

They entered the portals of the royal palace singing as they went along, waving lights and passing offerings round and round over the child's head as an act of exorcism they threw themselves at the babe's feet, again and again,

Bard minstrels, panegyrists, and songsters chanted solemn praises to the lord of Raghus, everyone gave whatever one possessed even he who received did not retain it, all the lanes of the city were muddy with pastes of musk, sandal, and saffron, 

There was happy music of festivity in every house, for the very fountain of beauty had manifested himself, all the men and women of the city were full of joy everywhere, 

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For the sake of Brahmanas

 Jai Sri Ram,

For the sake of Brahmanas, cows, gods, and saints, the lord, who transcends Maya and is beyond the three modes of Prakriti, as well as beyond the reach of the senses took birth as a man assuming a form is a product of his own will,

On hearing the most pleasing sound of the baby's cries all the queens came in a flurry, maidservants ran helter-skelter in great delight, and all the people of the city were transported with joy, when the riding of the birth of a son reached Dasaratha's ears he was drowned as it were in the ecstasy of absorption into Brahma, 

With a mind saturated with the highest love and with a body thrilling all over with joy he sought to rise while attempting to recover his senses, The Lord whose very name brings blessings with it even when it reaches one's ears, has arrived at my house, he said to himself, and the thought filled his mind with supreme joy,

Sending the musicians, he said play on your instruments, the preceptor Vasishta was also summoned and he called at the palace door, with an embodiment of beauty and possessed more than one could tell, after performing the Nandimuka shraddha, the king completed all the rites connected to the birth of a child and made gifts of golds cows and jewels to the Brahmanas, 

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The Lord smiled

 Jai Sri Ram,

The gracious lord, who is compassionate to the lowly and the benefactor of the Kaushalya Appeared, the thought of his marvelous form, which stole the heart of sages, filled the mother with Joy, his body was dark as a cloud, the delight of all eyes, in his four arms he bore his characteristic emblems, a conch shell, a discus and a lotus, 

The slayer of demon khar was an ocean of beauty, joining both her palms, the mother said O infinite lord, how can I praise you, The Vedas and Puranas declare you as a transcending Maya, beyond attributes, above knowledge and beyond all measure, he who is sung by the Vedas and the Holy men as an ocean of mercy and bliss and the repositories of virtues, the same lord that lover of devotees has revealed himself for my good,

The Vedas proclaimed that every pore of your body contains multitudes of the universe brought forth by Maya, that such a lord stayed in my womb, this amusing story staggers the mind of even men of wisdom when the revelation came upon the mother, THE LORD SMILED,

He would perform many a sportive act, therefore he exported her by telling her the charming account of her previous birth so that she might love him as her own child, the mother's mind was changed, she spoke again, GIVE UP THE SUPERHUMAN FORM and indulges in childish sports, which are so dear to a mother's heart, and joys that come from such sports is unequaled in every way, hearing these words, the lord of immortals become an infant and began to cry, those who sin this attain to the abode of Sri Hari,

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It was the ninth day

 Jai Sri Ram,

It was the ninth day of the bright half of the sacred month Chaitra, and the moon has entered the asterism named Abhijeet, which is so dear to Sri Hari, the sun was at its meridian, 

The days were neither cold nor warm, a holy time that gave rest to the world, and a cool soft and fragrant breeze was blowing, gods were feeling exhilarated and saints were bubbling with enthusiasm, the wood was full of blossoms, 

When Brahma perceived that the time of Sri Rama's birth had approached, gods came out, and the bright heaven was crowded with their hosts and troops of Gandharvas chanted praises, and rained down flowers, sky resounded with the beats of the kettledrum,

Having offered their praises the gods returned to their several abodes, when the lord and abode of the universe and the solace of all creatures, manifested himself,

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The king at once

 Jai Sri Ram,

The king at once sent for his beloved consorts, when Kaushalya and other queens arrived there, he gave one-half of the offering to Kausalya, divided the other half into two, one of which offered to Kaikai and the other to Sumitra,

In this way, the queens become pregnant, and they were all glad at heart and felt very happy, from the time Hari found  his way into the womb joy and prosperity reigned in all the worlds,

In the palace shone the queens, who were all mines of beauty, virtue, and glory, some time was thus happily spent, till the time arrived for the Lord to be revealed, 

The position of the sun and the moon, the zodiac signs into which the sun had entered the position of the seven other planets, day turn out to be propitious, that full of delight was all creation, animate  and inanimate, for the birth of Sri Rama is the source of joy,

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One day

 Jai Sri Ganesha,

One day king was sad at heart that he had no son, hastened to his preceptor, falling at his feet, expressed the agony of his heart, Guru Said take heart and wait, you will have four sons, who will know through the world and will rid devotees of their fears,

Then Vashista summoned the sage Sringhi and had a noble sacrifice performed by him for the birth of s son to the king, When the sage devotedly offered oblations into the sacred fire, the fire god appeared with an offering of rice boiled with milk in his hand,

Said the fire god, whatever, Vashista has contemplated for you that object is fully accomplished, take this oblation, O king, and divine it in such proportions as you think fit,

The fire god then disappeared after telling the whole assembly what was to be done, the king was transported with ecstasy and could not contain himself for joy,

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