the freaks of Kali age

 Jai Sri Ram,

The so called recluses build themselves houses and furnish them at considerable expenses, dispassion is no more to be seen in them, the same having been wiped out by their sensuality,

The So called ascetics grow wealthy and householders go penniless, the freaks of Kali age are beyond all telling, men drive out well born and virtuous wife and bring home some servant-girl, casting to the winds all good usage,

Sons respect their father and mother only so long they have not seen the face of their wife, from the time they take fancy to their wife's kinsfolk they begin to look upon their own people as enemies, kings got addicted to sin and cease to have anything to do with pirty,

They ever prosecute their subjects by inflicting unmerited punishments on them, the meanest churl, if he is rich, is accounted noble, a Brahman is known only by his scared thread, and an ascetic by his naked body, He who refuge to recognize the Vedas and Puranas is a true saint and servant of Sri Hari, poets are numberless but munificent are seldom heard, In the kali age Famines are of frequent occurrence, for want of food grains people perish miserably en messe,  

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invent diverse creed of their own,

 Jai Sri Ram,

Such is the practice, I have seen in every kali age, Doomed themselves, such people bring ruin even to those rare souls who tread the path of virtue,

They who had find fault in Vedas by dint of logic are condemned to each hell for a Kalpa, 

People of lowest cast enter the order of Samnyasa, allowed themselves to be worshipped by Brahmans, all men follow a course of conduct of their own imagination, the endless variety of wrongdoing cannot be described in words, 

In the age of Kali there ensues confusion of caste due to promiscuous intermarriage, and everyone infringes the scared law, man perpetuate sins and reap suffering, overcome by delusion they walk not in the path of devotion to Sri Hari, invent diverse creed of their own, 

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covetous of another's wife

 Jai Sri Ram,

Wives having their husband alive have no ornament on their person, while widows adom themselves in the latest style,  the disciple and the preceptor severally resemble a deaf man and a blind man, the one would not listen, while the other cannot see, 

A spiritual guide who robs his disciples of money but fail to rid him of sorrow is cast of terrible hell, parents call their children and teach them such religion as may fill their belly,

Men and women talk of nothing else than the knowledge of Brahma, while in their greed they would kill a brahman or, for the matter of that, even their own spiritual Guru for the sake of single shell,

Sudras argue with the twice born, Are we in anyway inferior to you, A good brahman is he who knows the truth of Brahma and defiantly glower at them, They alone who are covetous of another's wife and are clever at wiles and steeped in delusion, malice and worldly attachments are enlightened men swearing by the identity of individual soul with Brahma, 

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In Kali age

 Jai Sri Ram,

They alone who put on an unsightly garb and ornament, eat anything, and everything, no matter it is worth eating or not, are ascetics.

They alone are perfect men and they are worth adoring in Kali age, they who are of maleficent conduct are held in great esteem, They alone are worthy of honor, Even so they are babblers in thought, word and deed are orators in the Kali age, 

Dominated by women, all men dance to their tune like a monkey controlled by its trainer, Surdas instruct the twice born that Brahman in spiritual wisdom and wearing the scared thread, accept the worst type of gifts, 

All men are given to sensuality and greed and irascible too, and are hostile to the gods, the Brahmans, the Vedas as well as the Saints, unfortunately wives desert their accomplished and handsome husband and bestows their heart on paramour,

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in the Kali age,

 Jai Sri Ram,

Every virtue had been engulfed by the sins of Kali, all good books have been disappeared, Impostors had promulgated a number of creeds which they had invented out of their won wit,

The people had all fallen a prey to delusion and all pious acts had swallowed by greed, now listen all wise mount of Sri Hari, while I describe a few peculiarities of Kali,

No one follows the duty of one's caste, four Ashrams that stages of life disappear, every man and woman takes delight in revolting against the Vedas, Brahmans sell the Vedas, the kings bleed their subject, no one respect the injunctions of Vedas, right course of every individual is that which one takes a fancy to, a man of erudition is he who plays the braggart, whoever launches spurious undertaking and is given to hypocrisy, him does everyone called a saint, he alone is clever who robes another of his wealth,

He who put up false appearances is an ardent follower of established usage, he who is given to lying,  is clever at joking is spoken as a man parts in Kali age, he alone who is reprobate and has abandoned the path of the Vedas is a man of wisdom, and dispassion, he alone who has grown big nails and long locks of matted hair is renowned ascetic in the Kali age, 

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In that Kali age

 Jai Sri Ram,

In that Kali age, I was born in the city of Ayodhya and got the body of a SUDRA, devotee of Shiva, intoxicated with pride, was most loquacious and savage of purpose carried enormous load of hypocrisy, 

Even dwelt in the capital of Rama but failed to know about an iota of its glory then, now I have come to know the greatness of Ayodhya, thus has been sung by Vedas,

Whatever has resided in Ayodhya in any birth whatsoever surely become votary of Sri Rama, a man comes to know the glory of Ayodhya only when Rama, bow in hand, takes up his abode in heart,

That particular age of Kali was terrible indeed, O enemy of serpents, every men and women was given to sin, 

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narrate the story of my very first birth,

 Jai Sri Ram,

The wise and the learned never extol him who is hostile to sri Rama, even though he may acquire a body as exalted as that of Brahma himself, Devotion to sri Rama took root in my heart in this very body, 

Hence I hold it supremely dear, my master, although, my death depend on my will, I refuge to quit this body, because adoration of Sri Rama is not possible without a corporal frame as supported by Vedas in many ways 

At first infatuation gave me much trouble, so long as remain hostile to Rama, I never had a restful sleep, through a number of births I practiced Yoga that concentration of mind, Japa that prayer, austere penance, and charity and performed sacrifices and other acts of various kinds, which species is there in the world, in which I have not at sometime been born, during my round of births, I had experience of all kind of pursuits, My Lord, BUT I WAS NEVER SO HAPPY AS I AM NOW,

I recollect many previous experiences , in which by Shiva's grace my understanding was not clouded by infatuation, now I proceed to narrate the story of my very first birth, within my memory, which is engender in the heart of the listener love for the Lord's feet, which is remedy of all afflictions, in former Kalpa that round of creation, the world was passing through Kaliyug, the hotbed of sin, in which men and women were steeped in unrighteous and acted contrary to the Vedas,

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