Uthanga Gita teaching that all the creations of God are one

Uthanga Gita teaching  that  all  the creations of God are one.

Rewritten by

P.R.Ramachander

(The  incident narrated below   is supposed to have taken place  in Thiru Arimeya Vinnagaram  Located in the Nagapatinam district of Tamil Nadu is the charming temple of Arimeya Vinnagaram. This serene temple is home to the Deity of Vishnu as Gopala, the cowherd. You can   read  this story  in  the web site  https://itihaskaar.wordpress.com .

Please   also   Read  the Maneesha Panchakam of  Adhi Sankara   to know  more   about   what has been told here-http://stotrarathna.blogspot.nl/2013/04/maneesha-panchakam-meanings-given-by.html )

Sage  Uthanga was   a  great  devotee of Lord   Krishna,

And he knew   that Lord Krishna    would come   anywhere,

If the devotee   calls  , like   he went   to save  Draupadhi  from disrespect,

And he   rushed  to the aid   of Elephant  Gajendra   when he was in  distress.

When Krishna   was  returning   after  the great   mahabharatha   war ,

He met Sage Uthanga    who had   just woken from a great penance ,

And to the questions of the   sage Lord   Krishna   informed him,

That  among the males   who participated in the war only seven were alive

The sage  who knew   the powers  of the great lord  who was god himself ,

Got   extremely angry   and  took some water in his palm   and   was about to curse  him,

The lord hit at his hand and   the  water  meant for cursing   fell down on earth,

And the  Lord told him, “my incarnation  is meant   for destroying Adharma and I had to do it.”

Then Lord  Krishna  showed   him his Viswa roopa    and requested     the sage to ask any boon,

But the sage  told him “” except devotion to  you Lord  Krishna  , I do not need  any thing “

But the Lord  insisted  and then the sage   said, “suppose  I get thirst   somewhere,

Do please  come    and give  me  a pot of water    so that my thirst  is quenched.”

Long ,long  afterwards  one day  the sage   was trying   to cross a great desert,

And he felt   extremely thirsty   and then he said , “Oh Govinda , give me water.”

And  then one poorly dressed   hunter , obviously   not belonging  to a  high caste,

Carrying a pot on his head, with four dogs  with him   came before him    and   told him as   follows.

“Oh sage, this is a middle of the desert and even if   you walk  several days,

You would not see  any source   of water, but fortunately  I  do have some ,

And shall I give some     water  to you from that,” but sage   became angry,

And told him,  “Move away   and get  lost   from here, before  I push you out.”

The hunter laughed , “Whom are  you asking   to move away , my body or my soul,

I know my body does not have any caste   and as for soul, it does  not have even  sex.
I thought   as a sage   you knew   all this  “  and before   the sage  could   ask him,

Who you are , That hunter  along with his pot as well as   the four dogs  vanished.

Then he   heard a music of the flute   and saw   the mischievous  Lord  Krishna  with a smile,

And the lord told him,”I did  give you a boon that  I would give   you water when you are  thirsty,

But did I ever tell you  that I would bring it? The hunter   was Lord Devendra  who  came ,

Along with a  pot of nectar but he told  me  that  he would offer it to you  as a hunter.

The four dogs   were four Vedas  who have   followed  him, but you seemed ,

Not  to  like   him because   you thought  that   he was  of a low caste ,

And I am now wondering   about  your  maturity  as a great sage,

Have you  not heard the  Vedic teaching  “You are that” and did you feel that it is applicable  only to you?

The sage Uthanga   realized     his great pride  as well as error  committed by him,

But  the Lord continued “I have created several animals, insects, plants  , trees and castes,

So that  this earth   would be properly  looked after   and also nurtured , and so please know,

No one  is low or high in this world ‘Sage Uthanga   returned  as a very   wise sage ,

Who was devoid of pride   and ego  and this is the Uthanga  Gita.

It seems the sage requested the Lord to quench the thirst   of all creatures in desert ,

And the Lord said , “so be it”    and to this day  the clouds  in desert in north are  called Uthanka clouds

Advice to a young wife by an old lonely lady who is a widow

Advice  to a young wife  by an old lonely lady  who is a widow

By

P.R.Ramachander

(Based on   the post Sri Rajagopal Srinivasan in face book.)

A  very young couple   went to attend a marriage   held in a home ,

After a  war of words  husband went in  the Pandal    and   the wife   sat  outside  on a chair,

A sixty   year old woman   was also   sitting   on another   chair outside,

And she asked , “Excuse me , May I know   what you both argued   about.”

She replied  “No problem aunty . Today is the marriage   of my sister in law,

When my husband  whom no one  respects   in his   own home and every one ignores,

Wanted me to join the function   and all that happens there as  his wife,

I  told him, “Just because  I am a lady  , I am not  your slave, to do all that you want.”

Then old lady with a  pleasant smile told  ,” Oh daughter , once upon  a time,

I would accompany my husband wherever   he went ,  and he passed away eight months back,

We were almost of the same age and we   were   both teachers and after we retired,

WE would go to all pilgrimage  centres  as our three married sons  were   living separately.”

“Unfortunately my husband    had diabetes,  hypertension  , high fat content,

And Wheezing    and due to that  he was weak and  it was me   who gave him,

Medicines in time  , looked after   him well  , household chores,

Bank   visits  ,  bill payments  , purchases etc  and we were  happy.”

“Now he is not there and I am feeling    very lonely  and my days are long,

And I sleep alone   in our twin bed  and also I go to kitchen alone   hating it,

Cook   something without any interest  and I do not go out any where alone.

My daughter  , I am not a great  poet to make you understand  the torture of being alone.

With    tears   flowing from her eyes    she further   told  “All his   materials,

Make me remember  him,  and  I have his phone number   but  he is not there,

To respond and if  I send a  whatsapp   message    he would  not read it ,

And so   when they are alive   do love them and make them happy by praising  them.”

“In the victory , defeat   and insult suffered by the   husband  , wife   has,

A very equal share and  the insult   suffered  by the husbands  ,

Due to   their wives  not supporting  them  , makes him suffer  too much,

It would wound him and the scar   of that  particular  wound never heals.”

“When I used to f go  out   with my husband , he used   to rush fast ,

And    reserve a seat for me  and always he used to make me comfortable,

And several times  when I  only used to get a   seat in the bus

He used  to   keep awake   all the time   to see that I am not disturbed.

               

Daily   I go to his  grave   and tell him  , “have you gone early there,

To reserve a comfortable seat to me, I would be soon following you.”

Saying this the old woman said bye  and    went away and the young lady,

Went in search of her husband  so that   she could stand in support for  him in insult   and respect.

Epic hero saint Ramanuja

Poet Vali has   penned  an epic on Saint Ramanuja , which he called  as  Ramanuja  Kaviyam.  This short poem on Ramanuja   is taken from   that book. I have great admiration to  the saint    Ramanuja as a great social reformer born 1000  years earlier. I know  many  of my friends   will disagree with my opinion but here  is a great  poem on him.

Kaviya thalivan Ramanujan 

Epic   hero saint Ramanuja 

By

Kavinjar Vaali

Translated  by

P.R.Ramachander

(I always look   Saint Ramanuja    who lived  one thousand years   back  as the greatest  Indian social reformer .He was  one of those   great religious scholars  , who thought  one thousand years back   that

1.There  is no  difference  between  human beings due to  their birth

And

2. That our God understands   not only Sanskrit  but all  languages   that we speak.

He was  possibly  the first  Brahmin leader   who thought  the Vaishnavism of Tamil Nadu   propagated  by people  belonging to a  mix of religions is really   great  and not only he respected  it but merged it    with the  Brahmin religion.  He made it a rule   that no worship or ritual  is complete    without   reciting   few  Tamil Pasurams. . This great poem of Vali   is possibly  one of the greatest   tribute  that  we can give to that   great sage   during his one thousandth birthday.)

பாவேந்தன்
பாரதிதாசன்
பாட்டில் வைத்துப்
பரவிய...

எதிராஜன் -
எனப்படும் ராமானுஜன்தான்...
அற்றை நாளில் -
அதுகாறும்...

தனியார் துறைக்குத்
தாரை வார்த்த முக்தியை -
பொதுத் துறைக்குப்
பெயர்த்து வந்தவன்;உய்வழி -
பேசிய மறைகளைப்
பெட்டியில் மறைக்காது -
தேசிய மயமாக்கி
தேசத்தவர்க்குத் தந்தவன் !

It was  that Ramanuja   who was also known as Yathiraja,

Whose   greatness    spread   by the   songs  composed  by king of poets Bharathi  Dasan,

Who caught   hold of “Salvation”  which was  given away    to private  enterprise ,

And  transferred it to the Public sector  and who  did not hide in a box  ,

The secret  Vedas which taught   the way    to   salvation,

But nationalized  it   and  gave it to our   country men.

இவன்
இயற்றிய
சமயப் புரட்சி - ஓர்
இமயப் புரட்சி !
அரிசனம்;
அயல்சனம்; இரண்டும் -
சரிசனம் - என
சாதித்தது இவன் தராசு;
உடனே -
உறுமியது வைதிக மிராசு !

The revolution  of religion that   be brought about   was a  Himalayan  revolution,

His balance    told him that Harijans  and other people   were  just equal,

And when he told that the  Vaidika   capitalists    roared.

 வர்ணங்கள் நான்கால்
வரையப் பெற்றிருந்த -
மன்பதை -
என்பதை...

ஒரே வர்ணத்தால் - இவன்
ஒஹோவென வரைந்தான்;
வழக்கம்போல் -
வைதிகன் இரைந்தான் !

 The humanity   that   was drawn by four colours   was drawn,

In a great manner    by him with only  one colour,

And as usual    the Vaidikas    shouted.

இவன் -
கீழ்சாதிமேல் கைபோட்ட
மேல்சாதி; இதனை -
முதன் முதல் செய்த
முப்புரி நூல்சாதி !

தீண்டாமையைத் -
தீண்டியே கொன்றான்;
நிற்க -
நிழலற்ற...
சாயச் -
சுவரற்ற...

தெருக்குலத்தார் தம்மைத் -
திருக்குலத்தார் என்றான் !

He was the higher caste   who hugged    the lower  caste,

And was the first  Brahmin   to do so.

He destroyed  untouchability   by touching them,

And he called   street living poor  who did not have  shade over them,

And did not have wall    for them to lean as  “Divine people”

இது மட்டுமா விந்தை?
இன்னும் இயற்றினான்
எந்தை !

காமக்கிரியை புரியும்
கணிகையர்குலப் பெண்ணுக்கு -
ஈமக்கிரியை புரிந்தான்;

புள்ளினம் யாவிற்கும்
பறந்திட இடங்கொடுக்கும் -
வெள்ளிவானாய் விரிந்தான் !

ஈர மனத்தவன்; ஈ எனாமலே -
ஈயும் இனத்தவன் !

Is this    the only miracle    that , he   who is our father   did much more,

He did  cremation  rites   to a girl from a  family of prostitutes whose job was   selling passion,

He  spread in to a silver   sky which gave  place    to all the   birds,

He had  a  very soft mind  and without   another asking  , he was giving  them.

இருக்கும் நீரெலாம் -
இரக்கும் நிலத்திற்கீந்து -
இறக்கும் மேகமும் -
இவனும் ஒன்று;
நரகம் வருமென -
நன்கு தெரிந்தும்...

ஓதற் கரிய
ஒரு மந்திரத்தை - ஊர் உய்ய

ஓதினான் கோபுர
உச்சியில் நின்று !

இது மட்டுமா விந்தை?
இன்னும் இயற்றினான் எந்தை !

He  and  the dying cloud  which gave  all the water   which it had  ,

To the land    that   was begging    for it , were   exactly the same

He  climbed up on a  temple tower and taught  a manthra ,

Which should   not be taught  to any one  , so that the town people would become great,

Is it the   only miracle    that he did  , no, this father  of us   did very many more

முக்கா டிடுகின்ற -
முகமதியப் பெண்ணுக்கு -
நிக்கா முடித்தான் -
நாராயண னோடு;

அரங்கன்பால் -
அவளுக் கிருந்த...
அலுக்க வொண்ணாத
அன்பைக் கண்டு - அவளைத்
துலுக்க நாச்சியாய்த்
துதிக்கிறது நாடு !

ஆக -
ஆயிரம் ஆண்டுகட்கு முன்பே...
மதப்புரட்சி செய்த
மகான்;
இவன் கைக்குள்
இருந்தது -
சண்டித்தனம் செய்த
சனாதனக் குதிரையின் லகான் !

He celebrated the marriage of a lady of islam    who wore a  Burqua   with lord  Narayana,

And seeing   her love towards Ranganatha, the   country prays as  Islamic    wife of the lord

Yes,  that great one  performed   religious revolution one thousand    years  back,

And in his hand was  there  the  the string to control  the adamant  horse

இருபதாம் நூற்றாண்டின் - இரு
இணையற்ற சிந்தனையாளரோடு...

உவமித்து ராமானுஜனை -
உரைக்கப் போயின்...

பூணூல் -
போட்டிருந்த -
பெரியார் எனலாம்; திருமண் -
ஆறிரண்டு -
அணிந்திருந்த -
அம்பேத்கர் எனலாம் !

If we compare   this Ramanuja   to two incomparable social reformers  ,

Of the twentieth centaury   and tell   about it ,

He can be called  Periyar with a sacred  thread  ,

And Ambedkar   wearing   the twelve Vaishnavite marks.

Some knowledgeable free tips to the husbands to keep their wives happy.

Some knowledgeable free   tips to the  husbands to keep their  wives happy.

By

P.R.Ramachander

(These great tips in typical tamil  commercial lingua    was posted by my   friend  Srimani Venkatraman , I am  only passing it on to people    who do not know Tamil)

When your mother in  law    is  observing penance ,

With concern get angry with    your darling wife,

“Mother  is  suffering    greatly   doing all this”

And see   the face of better  half filled   with joy

When you and   your dear   wife   are  watching TV ,

And when  Kalyan jewelers    advertises  ,

For a new    gold   diamond Mela , even though,

You do not mean it say “We have to buy that”  and see  her face.

When   your   and  yourself    are   enjoying  doing nothing,

When  your class mate   calls you for a party and get together,

Say Loudly   in the phone , “I  cannot    come to any treat,

AS I have  to go to temple  with my wife”  and see her turning happy.

When you   are  talking   some absolute    rubbish    with your   wife,

Make your face and voice  full of sorrow   and tell your wife,

“For a  long time I have   not    seen your  parents  and I am ,

Feeling like inviting them” and see   yor wife’s face light up.

Ask  often your wife, “How come     you are so pretty,”

Discuss   with your pretty sister in law atomic physics,

Put wife’s picture after  make up  as wall paper  in your phone ,

Do Not shout “Oh my god”  when you see  her face  as soon as she wakes up.”

Whatever   trash your dear wife cooks  , enjoy ,

Every morsel   and tell her , “No one can cook like her”

And if she  beats you with   chapathi  roller pin,

Fall down , cry  and struggle but never get up and  shout at her.”

These   are but only preliminary     tips    as to ,

How to lead   a happy  life    with your wife ,

For any other   extra tip  , pay a fees  ,

Of one thousand  rupees and  register yourselves.

Instead of cleaning your face you clean the mirror

Instead  of cleaning   your face  you clean the mirror

Translated from  Hindi

By

P.R.Ramachander

"Insaan, Ghar badalata hai ... Libaas badalata hai ..... Rishte badalata hai ... Dost badalata hai .... Phir bhi pareshaan kyon rehta hai .... Kyon ki woh khud ko nahi badalata " ....

Isiliye to Mirza Galib ne kaha tha:

"Umer bhar Ghalib yahi Bhool Karta raha, Dhool Chehre pe thi, aur Aina saaf karta raha"

 

Man changes his home.

He changes his cloths,

 He changes his relationship,

He changes his friends.

But how come he is always worried?

It is because   he does not change himself

 Because of this  perhaps  Mirzaa Ghalib told

“All  his life GHalib was making only this mistake,

Dirt was in the face,

And he kept on cleaning the mirror”.

Matchless devotion to Lord Krishna

Matchless  devotion to Lord Krishna

Transcreated by

P.R.Ramachander

(I read this   story written in Tamil in a whatsapp message .I was simply shaken. I am sure you would also experience it)

One devout  priest   in an ancient temple of Krishna,

One day opened   the temple    for morning  Pooja,

And he was shocked to see one cowdung    spot ,

On Lord  Krishna’s ears    and he was   greatly shocked

He always locked   the doors  of the temple with great care,

He always kept   the key to the temple  below  his pillow,

And  he had never seen   an open  temple door .

In any of the  mornings  in his entire  life.

With great sorrow , he removed    the cow dung spot,

Cleaned   the  form of   the   lad Krishna ,

Whom he loved   with all his    heart ,

And started hois morning chores   at the  temple.

All the devotees   had gone away after  worship,

But a   very  friendly devout   unlettered  poor old woman,

Was still   sitting   in the temple  , with her  tear filled eyes,

Fixed   on that lad. Who makes our life joyful.

The priest who considered her as his  friend asked her,

“Mother   why are you crying?”   and that old lady said,

“Yesterday   my Krishna    ate  tonnes of butter ,

And I am   sad that  it might have not digested  and it may be aching”

The priest enquired “WQhat did you wish for yourself?”

And she replied, “ All I want is my Krishna  should be healthy ,

And joyful and I am also worried    that  hundreds of devotees,

Keep on asking something   and he is forced  to  lift his right hand always”

“I wish that  they would  stop their requests   for some time,

For otherwise   his hand will start paining  . Did not he  with the same hand,

Give Saris to Panchali    and drive   chariots   to Arjuna .

Which would have    caused him pain? At least now let him rest.”

“Also he keeps on holding    his flute  and I am sure,

That   would have added   to his pain. I keep on,

Requesting him to take rest and    hand down his right hand ,

But some how   he does not   seem to bother   at all.

The priest closed   the temple   with  great   feeling of guilt,

And could not   sleep properly   and around five AM,

He felt as if some one    was waking him up and then ge saw the Lord Krishna,

Who told , “It is not your mistake. Leave your body here  and let your soul come  with me.”

Then Lord Krishna   and the soul of the priest   went to that old woman’s hut,

And they are  cleaning   her floor  as well as  kitchen stow with cow dung,

And after that  job was over  , a little of the   cow   dung was left in her hand,

And  she threw  it outside her home   saying “Krishnarpanam- I give it to Krishna.”

And the cow dung went   through    a samall hole in the roof of the temple,

And got attached to the Gods form   and then the priest understood ,

What had happened and next day , he cleaned    the   cowdung ,

And did Pooja as usual    but the old did not come that day.

Next day morning  the God again woke up the priest   and told,

That the old woman was dying anf if he goes   to her home ,

He would be able to see    strange sights    which no one else,

Would be able to  see   and the priest rushed    to her home.

As soon as he entered , the old lady breathed her  last  and the priest,

Could see  coming down in a heavenly chariot to take her soul  to heaven,

But the priest heard the old lady    telling lord Krishna , What is the need for all this?,

My only request  is  that my children should look after you properly”

AS soon as she told like this the heavenly chariot   dashed against a wall,

And burst in to pieces and Krishna told her , “ Are you not my mother?

I am bound to obey your wishes   and saying this he made her in to two golden ear globes,

Wore it and went away  and next day the priest saw  his Lord Krishna wearing   the same globes.

NRI –Poem in Hindi

NRI –Poem in Hindi

Translated by

P.R.Ramachander

( This was posted in my whatsapp   group by my friend  Ranganathan. My thanks to him.)

ना इधर के रहे

ना उधर के रहे

बीच में लटकते रहे

Did not belong to here,

Nor could get belonged to there,

They were   keeping on hanging in between

ना India को भुला सके

ना videsh को अपना सके

NRI बन के काम चलाते रहे

They could not   forget India,

They  could not make  foreign countries  their  own,

 They became an NRI  and managed  things.

ना हिन्दी को छोड़ सके

ना अंग्रेजी को पकड़ सके

देसी accent में गोरो को

confuse करते रहे

Neither could  they  leave  Hindi,

Neither  could  they   catch hold of English,

And  in an   accent  of Desi Indians,

They kept on confusing those   white ones

ना shorts पहन सके

ना सलवार कमीज़ छोड़ सके

Jeans पर कुरता पहेन कर इतराते रहे

 They could   not wear shorts,

Nor  they  could leave Shalwar  Kameeze,

And they  got used  to  wearing  Kurtha   over jeans

ना नाश्ते में Donut खा सके

ना खिचड़ी कढी को भुला सके

Pizza पर मिर्च छिड़ककर

मज़ा लेते रहे

They  could not eat  Donuts    for breakfast  ,

Nor could they  forget  Khichdi and Kadi,

Then they  used to sprinkle   chilly  powder,

On Pizzas and started enjoying it.

ना गरमी को भुला सके

ना Snow को अपना सके

खिड़की से सूरज को

Beautiful Day कहते रहे

Neither   could  they forget  heat,

Nor could they  make  Snow   their  own,

And  seeing Sun through window,

They  went on telling “beautiful day”

अब आयी बारी

India

जाने की तो

हाथ में mineral पानी की बोतल लेकर चलते रहे

लेकिन वहां पर.............

Then came   the chance ,

To come to India,

And when  they  were  going there,

They were  wandering carrying   mineral bottles

ना भेल पूरी खा सके

ना लस्सी पी सके

पेट के दर्द से तड़पते रहे

तिरफला और डाइज़िंन

से काम चलाते रहे

They could not eat  Bhel Poori,

Nor could they  drink Lassi,

They were  suffering   by  stomach ache  ,

And some how they  managed  ,

By eating Triphala    and Digene

ना मच्छर से भाग सके

ना खुजली को रोक सके

Cream से दर्दों को छुपाते रहे

They  could not run away from Mosquito,

Nor could  they        stop that scratching ,

And by using the cream they were  hiding   their  pain

ना इधर के रहे

ना उधर के रहे

कमबख्त कहीं के ना रहे😜😀

They did not  belong to here ,

Neither they  belonged  to there

And those  wretched ones  did  not belong to any where

Dedicated to all NRIs