My Carnatic vocal performance was held in in ISKCON, Shri Radha Krishna temple, Rajaji nagar on 5/2/2012 from 11:30 am to 1 pm in the main temple hall.
Here are the few you tube video links of a few parts of the concert.
Meera bhajan link:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cz3tYffduBw&context=C325efeaADOEgsToPDskIKUEBXPqPNNEuYQDKjKWEJ
Govardhana gireesham:
http://youtu.be/888YrkXsxsQ
All Glories to God!
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Friday, February 24, 2012
THE ICON OF INSPIRATION
At the age of 42, James Hanlon went blind and eventually deaf. But far from accepting his career was over, he went on to help ease the pain of polio victims
WHAT MAKES some people carry on in the face of seemingly insurmountable odds? It's a question frequently asked but seldom answered, at least with any degree of certainty.
The story of Dr James Hanlon, Dublin's blind and deaf physician, is no ordinary tale of triumph over adversity.
His resolution not to be undone by the tragic events of his life and to remain true to his vocation baffled as many as it inspired.
And yet his story is not widely known to this generation.
When he died in 1961, at the age of just 53, his passing drew tributes and condolences from across the world.
Pope John XXIII ordered that news of his death be announced on Vatican radio.
An *Irish Times* obituary, from the time, described him as a doctor who"overcame blindness and impaired hearing to lead a brilliant medical career".
Hanlon had been one of the more prominent ear, nose and throat surgeons in the capital in the 1940s.
As a consultant surgeon, he had completed a number of postgraduate studies abroad, most notably in pre-war Vienna, where he was schooled in the latest tonsillectomy techniques which he went on to pioneer in Ireland.
As well as working in the Royal Victoria Eye and Ear Hospital and StLawrences (later known as the Richmond), he and two colleagues established a private hospital in Dublin's Leeson Street.
As a 42-year-old surgeon, at the height of his professional powers, his life took a strange and tragic turn.
He developed a freak ocular infection when a patient coughed sputum into his left eye during a routine medical examination.
After an unsuccessful operation in London, infection began to impair his vision, and before long, spread to the other eye, through a process known as sympathetic ophthalmia. Within the space of a few months, Hanlon went blind. His troubles, however, were not to end there. His doctors had attempted to control the infection by using relatively large doses, by today's standards, of streptomycin - a new antibiotic at the time - which had severe side effects on his hearing, eventually making him deaf as wellas blind.
Veronica Freeman, the eldest of his four children, who was 10 at the time,recalls the shock of seeing her father returning from London after the operation with his sight all but gone and his hearing on a similar trajectory.
Watching from an upstairs window, she recounts seeing her father being shepherded into the house on his brother's arm; radically altered from the energetic, young physician who had left for London just weeks previous.
"He seemed suddenly older, not like my dad at all."
She remembers he became depressed for a time, secretly admitting to his wife's sister that he felt himself a burden on the family and better off dead.
His wife, Betty, with the help of some friends, decided to organise a trip to the Lourdes shrine in an attempt to revive his spirits.
While he was no more devout than most Catholics of the time, Veronica says,he returned from France a changed man: imbued with a new sense of optimism.
He told a family member that although he wasn't cured, it didn't seem to matter anymore. "Even though my eyes and ears don't work, I'm the very same person I was. The only question is what can I do now?"
From that point on, Hanlon threw himself into the only field of medicine he felt he could still practise as a deaf-blind person, physiotherapy.
Perhaps unsurprisingly, as it had never been attempted before, anapplication to study the discipline at a prominent Dublin college was refused on the grounds it was simply "not possible" given his disabilities.
Veronica says her father bluntly told the college authorities: "Look, don't tell me what's not possible. Let me try first and I'll tell you if it'spossible or not."
Undeterred by the initial rejection, however, he applied to study in London and received special permission to attend lectures in the company of asecretary who interpreted the classes for him on the palms of his hands, a process of communication for deaf-blind people known as tactile signing.
Within six months and partly because of his previous medical training, the college awarded him an honorary degree.
Back in Dublin, Hanlon began working with a physiotherapist named Kathleen O'Rourke, who ran a remedial clinic for polio victims from the top floor of her apartment on the corner of Pembroke Street and Leeson Street.
In an era when there was no known cure for polio, outbreaks such as those in Dublin and Cork in the 1940s and '50s affected thousands and caused near hysteria.
Many of those who survived were left battling with the debilitating aftermath of the disease, known as post-polio syndrome. The syndrome typically left patients with severe muscle and joint pain, often badly impairing mobility.
O'Rourke, who specialised in treating polio victims with intense physiotherapy, would eventually go on to establish Dublin's Central Remedial Clinic, now based in Clontarf.
Hanlon soon became adept at diagnosing the early signs of the disease.
Veronica remains convinced of her father's success in detecting the various stages of the disease was linked to his own disabilities which, she believes, enabled him to perceive non-visual signals from the body.
She recounts one episode where he recognised one patient's symptoms on the basis of the subtle vibrations her gait made on the floor as she entered his consulting rooms.
As a result of his success with polio patients, other physicians began to refer patients to "the blind doctor", as he was affectionately known,especially those with less obvious symptoms.
He eventually returned to work for the Richmond hospital; this time as a consultant physiotherapist as well as taking private rooms on Fitzwilliam Square.
Veronica says her father became so adept at translating tactile signing,which his wife Betty or his long-time secretary Josephine Kearney would perform on his hand during consultations, that he could answer patients in real time, giving the impression of normal conversation.
When asked if he noticed anything unusual about his doctor, one young patient only noted the fact that his doctor mysteriously wore sunglasses in winter.
As a schoolboy in Clongowes Wood and later in Blackrock College, Hanlon had excelled at sport, particularly rugby and diving.
He was also a first-rate golfer, playing off a handicap of two and winning the prestigious Lumsden Cup in 1939.
There is, perhaps, one anecdote which typifies, more than any other,Hanlon's courage in the face of adversity.
He would, on occasion, arrange to meet Irish champion diver Eddie Heron at the Blackrock Baths in Dublin. To the disbelief of onlookers, Heron would guide Hanlon up to the high diving board, where both men would dive in unison.
According to Veronica, Heron would tap her father on his side, a split second before entering the water, so he could correct his position.
At the time, the demand for remedial polio services at the Central Remedial Clinic, then based in Goatstown, had become so great that a plan was hatched to move the clinic to a bigger campus in Clontarf.
Hanlon, who was by now something of a minor celebrity, his story having featured on a BBC programme called*Silver Lining* , was asked to lead a fundraising team to the US to drum up financial support for the new clinic.
As well as appearing on the *Ed Sullivan Show* , Hanlon met the famous deaf-blind author and activist Helen Keller while in the US.
Having expressed his admiration for her, Keller surprised Hanlon by informing him it was she who should be in awe of him since she had been blind and deaf since birth and had known little else in contrast to the loss he had suffered.
Looking back, Veronica remembers her childhood as a remarkably normal and happy time.
As she and her siblings - John, Elizabeth and Jim - learned to sign, they began to act as their father's eyes and ears, reporting the day's events to him, she says.
By 1961, however, Hanlon's heart had begun to deteriorate; he suffered several heart attacks in the early part of the year.
Against his doctor's advice, he travelled to Lourdes in the summer, as he had done every year since losing his sight.
On a warm night in June after visiting the shrine's baths, Hanlon died in the Asile hospital on the grounds of the Lourdes shrine, and was buried in an Irish plot in Lourdes.
Announcing his death, a French television report described him as a man of great courage and as a "hero for all".
To this day, flowers are still left at the commemorative plaque dedicated to Hanlon at the entrance to the cemetery.
Source:http://www.irishtimes.com/newspaper/health/2012/0124/1224310666041.html
My Salutations to this Great Doctor.
All Glories to God!
WHAT MAKES some people carry on in the face of seemingly insurmountable odds? It's a question frequently asked but seldom answered, at least with any degree of certainty.
The story of Dr James Hanlon, Dublin's blind and deaf physician, is no ordinary tale of triumph over adversity.
His resolution not to be undone by the tragic events of his life and to remain true to his vocation baffled as many as it inspired.
And yet his story is not widely known to this generation.
When he died in 1961, at the age of just 53, his passing drew tributes and condolences from across the world.
Pope John XXIII ordered that news of his death be announced on Vatican radio.
An *Irish Times* obituary, from the time, described him as a doctor who"overcame blindness and impaired hearing to lead a brilliant medical career".
Hanlon had been one of the more prominent ear, nose and throat surgeons in the capital in the 1940s.
As a consultant surgeon, he had completed a number of postgraduate studies abroad, most notably in pre-war Vienna, where he was schooled in the latest tonsillectomy techniques which he went on to pioneer in Ireland.
As well as working in the Royal Victoria Eye and Ear Hospital and StLawrences (later known as the Richmond), he and two colleagues established a private hospital in Dublin's Leeson Street.
As a 42-year-old surgeon, at the height of his professional powers, his life took a strange and tragic turn.
He developed a freak ocular infection when a patient coughed sputum into his left eye during a routine medical examination.
After an unsuccessful operation in London, infection began to impair his vision, and before long, spread to the other eye, through a process known as sympathetic ophthalmia. Within the space of a few months, Hanlon went blind. His troubles, however, were not to end there. His doctors had attempted to control the infection by using relatively large doses, by today's standards, of streptomycin - a new antibiotic at the time - which had severe side effects on his hearing, eventually making him deaf as wellas blind.
Veronica Freeman, the eldest of his four children, who was 10 at the time,recalls the shock of seeing her father returning from London after the operation with his sight all but gone and his hearing on a similar trajectory.
Watching from an upstairs window, she recounts seeing her father being shepherded into the house on his brother's arm; radically altered from the energetic, young physician who had left for London just weeks previous.
"He seemed suddenly older, not like my dad at all."
She remembers he became depressed for a time, secretly admitting to his wife's sister that he felt himself a burden on the family and better off dead.
His wife, Betty, with the help of some friends, decided to organise a trip to the Lourdes shrine in an attempt to revive his spirits.
While he was no more devout than most Catholics of the time, Veronica says,he returned from France a changed man: imbued with a new sense of optimism.
He told a family member that although he wasn't cured, it didn't seem to matter anymore. "Even though my eyes and ears don't work, I'm the very same person I was. The only question is what can I do now?"
From that point on, Hanlon threw himself into the only field of medicine he felt he could still practise as a deaf-blind person, physiotherapy.
Perhaps unsurprisingly, as it had never been attempted before, anapplication to study the discipline at a prominent Dublin college was refused on the grounds it was simply "not possible" given his disabilities.
Veronica says her father bluntly told the college authorities: "Look, don't tell me what's not possible. Let me try first and I'll tell you if it'spossible or not."
Undeterred by the initial rejection, however, he applied to study in London and received special permission to attend lectures in the company of asecretary who interpreted the classes for him on the palms of his hands, a process of communication for deaf-blind people known as tactile signing.
Within six months and partly because of his previous medical training, the college awarded him an honorary degree.
Back in Dublin, Hanlon began working with a physiotherapist named Kathleen O'Rourke, who ran a remedial clinic for polio victims from the top floor of her apartment on the corner of Pembroke Street and Leeson Street.
In an era when there was no known cure for polio, outbreaks such as those in Dublin and Cork in the 1940s and '50s affected thousands and caused near hysteria.
Many of those who survived were left battling with the debilitating aftermath of the disease, known as post-polio syndrome. The syndrome typically left patients with severe muscle and joint pain, often badly impairing mobility.
O'Rourke, who specialised in treating polio victims with intense physiotherapy, would eventually go on to establish Dublin's Central Remedial Clinic, now based in Clontarf.
Hanlon soon became adept at diagnosing the early signs of the disease.
Veronica remains convinced of her father's success in detecting the various stages of the disease was linked to his own disabilities which, she believes, enabled him to perceive non-visual signals from the body.
She recounts one episode where he recognised one patient's symptoms on the basis of the subtle vibrations her gait made on the floor as she entered his consulting rooms.
As a result of his success with polio patients, other physicians began to refer patients to "the blind doctor", as he was affectionately known,especially those with less obvious symptoms.
He eventually returned to work for the Richmond hospital; this time as a consultant physiotherapist as well as taking private rooms on Fitzwilliam Square.
Veronica says her father became so adept at translating tactile signing,which his wife Betty or his long-time secretary Josephine Kearney would perform on his hand during consultations, that he could answer patients in real time, giving the impression of normal conversation.
When asked if he noticed anything unusual about his doctor, one young patient only noted the fact that his doctor mysteriously wore sunglasses in winter.
As a schoolboy in Clongowes Wood and later in Blackrock College, Hanlon had excelled at sport, particularly rugby and diving.
He was also a first-rate golfer, playing off a handicap of two and winning the prestigious Lumsden Cup in 1939.
There is, perhaps, one anecdote which typifies, more than any other,Hanlon's courage in the face of adversity.
He would, on occasion, arrange to meet Irish champion diver Eddie Heron at the Blackrock Baths in Dublin. To the disbelief of onlookers, Heron would guide Hanlon up to the high diving board, where both men would dive in unison.
According to Veronica, Heron would tap her father on his side, a split second before entering the water, so he could correct his position.
At the time, the demand for remedial polio services at the Central Remedial Clinic, then based in Goatstown, had become so great that a plan was hatched to move the clinic to a bigger campus in Clontarf.
Hanlon, who was by now something of a minor celebrity, his story having featured on a BBC programme called*Silver Lining* , was asked to lead a fundraising team to the US to drum up financial support for the new clinic.
As well as appearing on the *Ed Sullivan Show* , Hanlon met the famous deaf-blind author and activist Helen Keller while in the US.
Having expressed his admiration for her, Keller surprised Hanlon by informing him it was she who should be in awe of him since she had been blind and deaf since birth and had known little else in contrast to the loss he had suffered.
Looking back, Veronica remembers her childhood as a remarkably normal and happy time.
As she and her siblings - John, Elizabeth and Jim - learned to sign, they began to act as their father's eyes and ears, reporting the day's events to him, she says.
By 1961, however, Hanlon's heart had begun to deteriorate; he suffered several heart attacks in the early part of the year.
Against his doctor's advice, he travelled to Lourdes in the summer, as he had done every year since losing his sight.
On a warm night in June after visiting the shrine's baths, Hanlon died in the Asile hospital on the grounds of the Lourdes shrine, and was buried in an Irish plot in Lourdes.
Announcing his death, a French television report described him as a man of great courage and as a "hero for all".
To this day, flowers are still left at the commemorative plaque dedicated to Hanlon at the entrance to the cemetery.
Source:http://www.irishtimes.com/newspaper/health/2012/0124/1224310666041.html
My Salutations to this Great Doctor.
All Glories to God!
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Goodness and Suffering
Why do good people suffer or why do bad things happen to good people? This question seems to be very common these days. It seems as though good people get the brunt of all suffering, while evil-doers enjoy life. But if we observe closely, we see that everyone undergoes suffering in some form or the other. Keeping this in mind, our question becomes meaningless. Just because a person is good, it does not mean there would be no suffering in his/her life.
But what do we mean by ‘good’? In Sanskrit, ‘sadhu’ is the word used for a good person. Sadhu comes from the word ‘saadh’, meaning ‘to accomplish’. If we work for ourselves and achieve great things, there is nothing laudable about it, but if we help others to achieve their goals, then it is an accomplishment.If someone is good to you and you reciprocate, that is common courtesy. But if someone is harming you, and despite that you continue to wish that person well without expecting anything in return, it is real goodness. A sadhu bathing in the river saw a drowning insect. He saved it from drowning and was stung in return. Again, the insect fell back into the river and the sadhu pulled it out of the water and placed it under a shady tree. On seeing this, a person asked the sadhu, “Why did you do that?” He replied, “The insect did not give up its nature, so why should I?”
How can we achieve this goodness in our lives? To reach any target, we must first have a goal. Similarly, for achieving goodness, we must have a standard of goodness which is known to us, because only then can we rise up to the required levels. As long as we see differences in the world around us, true goodnesswill not manifest. This can be achieved only when we become aware of our oneness with others. An example will illustrate this point better. Every organ of my body is part of one whole. If the finger goes into the eye, there is instant forgiveness, because of the complete identification of oneness with the finger.
Now that we know what is good, let us see what suffering is. Objective suffering befalls all people, good or bad. Situations leading to suffering could have their roots in past actions. Objectively, the existence of pain or any other physical handicap cannot be denied, but the degree of sorrow this leads to is entirely subjective.
Riches or positions of power do not guarantee happiness. People may become miserable over small matters. If a person claims that he is good and is suffering, while the dishonest person is flourishing, we can be very sure that the person is not good. For a good man, the real suffering is to do something against his convictions. Suppose a pure vegetarian is faced with a situation of remaining hungry or eating beef, the chances are that the former option would be more acceptable.
All our spiritual practices cannot eliminate suffering, but they protect the mind and make suffering acceptable, just as on a rainy day, we cannot stop the rain, but can protect ourselves from getting wet with an umbrella. Bhagavan Krishna says, “A good person never suffers.” By some logic we feel that suffering and enjoyment is related to past actions. If we observe at the subtle level, we find immediate results of our actions. The moment a good thought enters our mind, we feel elation, and similarly a wicked thought causes agitation.
Real suffering is when we lose our goodness.
Compromising with goodness is the greatest suffering.
Even though superficially it may appear that evil doers are flourishing, it should not be an excuse to compromise.
The problem arises when one does not have an ideal or when one is not able to live up to one’s ideal.
But the greatest problem is when one believes that the ideal is not worth living up to and has lost its utility.
Remember,
A good man will stand by his convictions, because “If you do not stand for something, you will fall for everything.”
But what do we mean by ‘good’? In Sanskrit, ‘sadhu’ is the word used for a good person. Sadhu comes from the word ‘saadh’, meaning ‘to accomplish’. If we work for ourselves and achieve great things, there is nothing laudable about it, but if we help others to achieve their goals, then it is an accomplishment.If someone is good to you and you reciprocate, that is common courtesy. But if someone is harming you, and despite that you continue to wish that person well without expecting anything in return, it is real goodness. A sadhu bathing in the river saw a drowning insect. He saved it from drowning and was stung in return. Again, the insect fell back into the river and the sadhu pulled it out of the water and placed it under a shady tree. On seeing this, a person asked the sadhu, “Why did you do that?” He replied, “The insect did not give up its nature, so why should I?”
How can we achieve this goodness in our lives? To reach any target, we must first have a goal. Similarly, for achieving goodness, we must have a standard of goodness which is known to us, because only then can we rise up to the required levels. As long as we see differences in the world around us, true goodnesswill not manifest. This can be achieved only when we become aware of our oneness with others. An example will illustrate this point better. Every organ of my body is part of one whole. If the finger goes into the eye, there is instant forgiveness, because of the complete identification of oneness with the finger.
Now that we know what is good, let us see what suffering is. Objective suffering befalls all people, good or bad. Situations leading to suffering could have their roots in past actions. Objectively, the existence of pain or any other physical handicap cannot be denied, but the degree of sorrow this leads to is entirely subjective.
Riches or positions of power do not guarantee happiness. People may become miserable over small matters. If a person claims that he is good and is suffering, while the dishonest person is flourishing, we can be very sure that the person is not good. For a good man, the real suffering is to do something against his convictions. Suppose a pure vegetarian is faced with a situation of remaining hungry or eating beef, the chances are that the former option would be more acceptable.
All our spiritual practices cannot eliminate suffering, but they protect the mind and make suffering acceptable, just as on a rainy day, we cannot stop the rain, but can protect ourselves from getting wet with an umbrella. Bhagavan Krishna says, “A good person never suffers.” By some logic we feel that suffering and enjoyment is related to past actions. If we observe at the subtle level, we find immediate results of our actions. The moment a good thought enters our mind, we feel elation, and similarly a wicked thought causes agitation.
Real suffering is when we lose our goodness.
Compromising with goodness is the greatest suffering.
Even though superficially it may appear that evil doers are flourishing, it should not be an excuse to compromise.
The problem arises when one does not have an ideal or when one is not able to live up to one’s ideal.
But the greatest problem is when one believes that the ideal is not worth living up to and has lost its utility.
Remember,
A good man will stand by his convictions, because “If you do not stand for something, you will fall for everything.”
The Biased Belief
A person decided to open up his bar business, which was right opposite to achurch. The church & its congregation started a campaign to block the bar from opening with petitions and prayed daily against his business.
Workprogressed. However, when it was almost complete and was about to open afew days later, a strong lightning struck the bar and it was burnt to the ground. The church folk were rather smug in their outlook after that, till the bar owner sued the church authorities for $2million on the grounds that the church through its congregation & prayers was ultimately responsible for the demise of his bar shop, either through direct or indirect actions or means.
In its reply to the court, the church vehemently denied all responsibilities or any connection that their prayers were reasons to the bar shop's demise. In support of their claim they referred to the Benson study at Harvard that inter-cessionary prayer had no impact! As the case made its way into court, the judge looked over the paperwork and at the hearing, commented : 'I don't know how I am going to decide this case, but it appears from the paperwork, we have a bar owner who believes in the power of prayers and we have an entire church and its devotees that doesn't !!'
The 3 Steps in Life
Three simple rules in life:
1. If you don’t GO after what you want,You will never have it.
2. If you don’t ASK, The answer will always be NO.
3. If you don’t STEP forward, You will always be in the same place.
1. If you don’t GO after what you want,You will never have it.
2. If you don’t ASK, The answer will always be NO.
3. If you don’t STEP forward, You will always be in the same place.
Reason For Stress
A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor.
The Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.
The professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups
– porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite -
telling them to help themselves to hot coffee.
When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: "If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups
have been taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is
the source of your problems and stress. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups
and were eyeing each other's cups
Now if life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, but the quality of Life
doesn't change
"Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee in it."
Don't let the cups drive you in LIFE ...
The Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.
The professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups
– porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite -
telling them to help themselves to hot coffee.
When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: "If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups
have been taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is
the source of your problems and stress. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups
and were eyeing each other's cups
Now if life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, but the quality of Life
doesn't change
"Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee in it."
Don't let the cups drive you in LIFE ...
Thursday, February 02, 2012
Why To Visit a Temple?
Well, here is a scientific explanation..........just read on. The write-up definitely makes sense and is convincing.
There are hundreds of temples all over India in different size, shape and locations but not all of them are considered to be in the Vedic way. Generally,the temples are located in a place where earth's magnetic waves pass through. In simple terms, these temples are located strategically at a place where the positive energy is abundantly available from the magnetic wave distribution of north/ south pole thrust. Because of its location, where high magnetic values are available, the Main Idol is placed in the center, and also because they place a copper plate written with some Vedic scripts, which is buried, beneath the Main Idol's placement known as "Garbhagriha" or Moolasthan, the copper absorbs the earthsmagnetic waves and radiates to the surroundings. Thus a person who regularly visits a temple and makes clockwise pradakshina of the Main Idol's placement,automatically receives the beamed magnetic waves which gets absorbed by his body. This is very slow and a regular visit will make him absorb more energy,known as positive energy. In addition, the Sanctum Sanctorum is completely enclosed on three sides. The effect of all energies is very high here. The lamp that is lit radiates the heat and light energy. The ringing of the bells and the chanting of prayers gives sound energy. The fragrance from the flowers, the burning of camphor give out chemical energy. The effect of all these energies is activated by the positive energy that comes out of the idol. This is in addition to the north/south pole magnetic energy that is absorbed by the copper plate and utensils that are kept in the Moolasthan.The water used for the Pooja is mixed with Cardamom, Benzoine, Holy Basil (Tulsi), Clove, etc is the "Theertham". This water becomes more energized because it receives the positiveness of all these energies combined. When persons go to the temple for Deepaaraadhana, and when the doors open up, the positive energy gushes out on to the people who are there. The water that is sprinkled on to the people passes on the energy to all. That is the reason why, men are not allowed to wear shirts to the temple and ladies have to wear more ornaments because it is through these jewels (metal) that positive energy is absorbed in ladies. It is proved that Theertham is a very good blood purifier, as it is highly energized. In addition, temples offer holy water (about three spoons). This water is mainly a source of magneto therapy as they place the copper water vessel at the Garbhagriha. It also contains cardamom, clove, saffron, etc to add taste and Tulsi (holy Basil ) leaves are put into the water to increase its medicinal value! The clove essence protects one from tooth decay, the saffron & Tulsi leave essence protects one from common cold and cough, cardamom and benzol known as Pachha Karpuram , acts as mouth refreshing agents. This way, one's health also is protected, by regularly visiting Temples !
All Glories to God!
There are hundreds of temples all over India in different size, shape and locations but not all of them are considered to be in the Vedic way. Generally,the temples are located in a place where earth's magnetic waves pass through. In simple terms, these temples are located strategically at a place where the positive energy is abundantly available from the magnetic wave distribution of north/ south pole thrust. Because of its location, where high magnetic values are available, the Main Idol is placed in the center, and also because they place a copper plate written with some Vedic scripts, which is buried, beneath the Main Idol's placement known as "Garbhagriha" or Moolasthan, the copper absorbs the earthsmagnetic waves and radiates to the surroundings. Thus a person who regularly visits a temple and makes clockwise pradakshina of the Main Idol's placement,automatically receives the beamed magnetic waves which gets absorbed by his body. This is very slow and a regular visit will make him absorb more energy,known as positive energy. In addition, the Sanctum Sanctorum is completely enclosed on three sides. The effect of all energies is very high here. The lamp that is lit radiates the heat and light energy. The ringing of the bells and the chanting of prayers gives sound energy. The fragrance from the flowers, the burning of camphor give out chemical energy. The effect of all these energies is activated by the positive energy that comes out of the idol. This is in addition to the north/south pole magnetic energy that is absorbed by the copper plate and utensils that are kept in the Moolasthan.The water used for the Pooja is mixed with Cardamom, Benzoine, Holy Basil (Tulsi), Clove, etc is the "Theertham". This water becomes more energized because it receives the positiveness of all these energies combined. When persons go to the temple for Deepaaraadhana, and when the doors open up, the positive energy gushes out on to the people who are there. The water that is sprinkled on to the people passes on the energy to all. That is the reason why, men are not allowed to wear shirts to the temple and ladies have to wear more ornaments because it is through these jewels (metal) that positive energy is absorbed in ladies. It is proved that Theertham is a very good blood purifier, as it is highly energized. In addition, temples offer holy water (about three spoons). This water is mainly a source of magneto therapy as they place the copper water vessel at the Garbhagriha. It also contains cardamom, clove, saffron, etc to add taste and Tulsi (holy Basil ) leaves are put into the water to increase its medicinal value! The clove essence protects one from tooth decay, the saffron & Tulsi leave essence protects one from common cold and cough, cardamom and benzol known as Pachha Karpuram , acts as mouth refreshing agents. This way, one's health also is protected, by regularly visiting Temples !
All Glories to God!
The First Words on Gramophone.
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This is one more instance of our rich past every Indian should be proud of. Trust you enjoy reading this as much as I have.
First Words on Gramaphone.
Did you know this?
HMV Company had once published a pamphlet giving the history ofgramophone record. Gramophone was invented by Thomas Alva Edison in the 19th century. Edison, who had invented many other gadgets like electric light and the motion picture camera, had become a legend even in his own time.
When He invented the gramophone record, which could record human voice for posterity, he wanted to record the voice of an eminent scholar on his firstpiece. For that he chose Prof. Max Muller of Germany, another great personality of the 19th century. He wrote to Max Muller saying, "I want to meet you and record your voice. When should I come?"Max Muller who had great respect for Edison asked him to come on a suitable time when most of the scholars of the Europe would be gathering in England.
Accordingly, Edison took a ship and went to England. He was introduced to the audience. All cheered Edison's presence. Later at the request of Edison,Max Muller came on the stage and spoke in front of the instrument. Then Edison went back to his laboratory and by afternoon came back with a disc. He played the gramophone disc from his instrument. The audience was thrilled to hear the voice of Max Muller from the instrument. They were glad that voices of greatpersons like Max Muller could be stored for the benefit of posterity.
After several rounds of applause and congratulations to ThomasAlva Edison, Max Muller came to the stage and addressed the scholars and asked them, "You heard my original voice in the morning. Then you heard the same voice coming out from this instrument in the afternoon. Did you understand what I said in the morning or what you heard this afternoon?"
The audience fell silent because they could not understand the language in which Max Muller had spoken. It was `Greek and Latin' to them as they say. But had it been Greek or Latin, they would have definitely understood because they were from various parts of Europe. It was in a language which the European scholars had never heard.
Max Muller then explained what he had spoken. He said that the language he spoke was Sanskrit and it was the first sloka of Rig Veda, which says "AgniMeele Purohitam." This was the first recorded public version on the gramophone plate.
Why did Max Muller choose this? Addressing the audience he said, "Vedas are the oldest text of the human race. And Agni Meele Purohitam is the first verse of Rig Veda. In the most primordial time, when the people did not know how even to cover their bodies and lived by hunting and housed in caves, Indians had attained high civilization and they gave the world universal philosophies in the form of the Vedas."
Such is the illustrious legacy of our country!
When "Agni Meele Purohitam" was replayed the entire audience stood upin silence as a mark of respect for the ancient Hindu sages.
This verse means:
"Oh Agni, You who gleam in the darkness, To You we come day by day,with devotion and bearing homage. So be of easy access to us, Agni, as a father to his son, abide with us for our well being."
VANDE MAATHARAM!
All Glories to the Vedas & All the Rishees & all the great ones of our Mother India.
Jai Hindh!
Wednesday, February 01, 2012
Realizing God
Here is a thought to understand the presence of God ! Let us pray and have His Bliss !
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PLEASE READ BELOW MESSAGE BY PREMA PANDURANGAJI.
19 Dec 2010
KOCHI: Once a month, Prema Pandurang, the renowned preacher of
Hinduism, goes to the Sri Venkateswara temple at Tirupati. One day,
while she was standing in the queue, she noticed that the chairman of
the Tirumala Tirupati Devasthanam was sitting in the VIP enclosure
which is placed very near the Lord.
“I told myself, ‘You have to be a chairman to sit in that place,’”
says Premaji. “I am just a preacher.” Ten minutes after the chairman
left, suddenly a priest held Premaji’s hand, pulled her from the queue
and made her sit exactly where the chairman had sat! “It was a
miracle,” she says. “Lord Venkateswara had heard my thoughts. I tell
my devotees, ‘Send a SMS to the Lord and if you don’t get a reply, I
will give up preaching.’ The Lord is not like a telephone operator
busy with other lines. He is always there for you.”
At the temple, she says, one can experience powerful positive
vibrations which grip you. “You forget your wife, husband, children,
friends and relatives,” says Premaji. “You are moving towards the Lord
and you feel that He is pulling you towards Him. This is the
experience of everybody.” When asked for a proof of God’s existence,
Premaji says that once Mahatma Gandhi was questioned by a reporter
about whether he believed in God. When he replied in the affirmative,
the reporter asked, “Can you prove His existence?” The Mahatma
replied, “No, I cannot prove it. But to me, He is more present in this
room than you.”
Premaji smiles and continues. “Just ask God to give you evidence and
he will do so. But the thirst to know God should be there. Soon you
will see miracles taking place in your life.”
She recounts one such occurrence. On May 23, 1991, at Sriperumbadur,
two days after Prime Minister Rajiv Gandhi had been assassinated, a
Guruvayurappa temple was going to be inaugurated. The Namboodiri
priest had come all the way from Guruvayur to conduct the puja. To
begin the prayers he needed flowers. “I said, ‘Swamiji, where can I
get flowers now?’ There is a curfew in the city. All the shops are
closed. The army is patrolling the streets.” The priest said that he
could not begin without flowers.
Suddenly, Premaji’s close friend, Krishnakumar Warrier of Ayurveda
Pharmacy, said, “Why don’t you pray to the Lord?” Premaji followed
Krishnakumar’s advice and sat in front of an idol of Lord Krishna. She
told the Lord, “I am a very small person. This is the first temple I
have built. Is there not a single flower that I can offer to you?”
A few minutes later, when Premaji stepped out of the puja room, a
villager came up and said, “Amma, do you want flowers?” Two staff
members went with him in a jeep and returned with 500 lotuses. The
Namboodiri priest said, “I have not seen so many flowers in Guruvayur
itself.”
Premaji pauses and says, “How can you not believe in God? In my
speeches, I want people to realise that this mighty power is within us
and yet we are not making use of it. You are not able to access God
because you don’t desire it. You are running after worldly pleasures.
There is nothing wrong with that but always remember that these are
the gifts from God. People tend to focus on the gifts and not the
giver.”
Premaji gives an example. “A mother buys a doll for her child,” she
says. “The daughter is so busy hugging the doll that she has forgotten
to thank the mother for the gift. So please remember God at all
times.”
source:
http://expressbuzz.com/cities/kochi/%E2%80%98remember-god-at-all-times%E2%80%99/232654.html
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PLEASE READ BELOW MESSAGE BY PREMA PANDURANGAJI.
19 Dec 2010
KOCHI: Once a month, Prema Pandurang, the renowned preacher of
Hinduism, goes to the Sri Venkateswara temple at Tirupati. One day,
while she was standing in the queue, she noticed that the chairman of
the Tirumala Tirupati Devasthanam was sitting in the VIP enclosure
which is placed very near the Lord.
“I told myself, ‘You have to be a chairman to sit in that place,’”
says Premaji. “I am just a preacher.” Ten minutes after the chairman
left, suddenly a priest held Premaji’s hand, pulled her from the queue
and made her sit exactly where the chairman had sat! “It was a
miracle,” she says. “Lord Venkateswara had heard my thoughts. I tell
my devotees, ‘Send a SMS to the Lord and if you don’t get a reply, I
will give up preaching.’ The Lord is not like a telephone operator
busy with other lines. He is always there for you.”
At the temple, she says, one can experience powerful positive
vibrations which grip you. “You forget your wife, husband, children,
friends and relatives,” says Premaji. “You are moving towards the Lord
and you feel that He is pulling you towards Him. This is the
experience of everybody.” When asked for a proof of God’s existence,
Premaji says that once Mahatma Gandhi was questioned by a reporter
about whether he believed in God. When he replied in the affirmative,
the reporter asked, “Can you prove His existence?” The Mahatma
replied, “No, I cannot prove it. But to me, He is more present in this
room than you.”
Premaji smiles and continues. “Just ask God to give you evidence and
he will do so. But the thirst to know God should be there. Soon you
will see miracles taking place in your life.”
She recounts one such occurrence. On May 23, 1991, at Sriperumbadur,
two days after Prime Minister Rajiv Gandhi had been assassinated, a
Guruvayurappa temple was going to be inaugurated. The Namboodiri
priest had come all the way from Guruvayur to conduct the puja. To
begin the prayers he needed flowers. “I said, ‘Swamiji, where can I
get flowers now?’ There is a curfew in the city. All the shops are
closed. The army is patrolling the streets.” The priest said that he
could not begin without flowers.
Suddenly, Premaji’s close friend, Krishnakumar Warrier of Ayurveda
Pharmacy, said, “Why don’t you pray to the Lord?” Premaji followed
Krishnakumar’s advice and sat in front of an idol of Lord Krishna. She
told the Lord, “I am a very small person. This is the first temple I
have built. Is there not a single flower that I can offer to you?”
A few minutes later, when Premaji stepped out of the puja room, a
villager came up and said, “Amma, do you want flowers?” Two staff
members went with him in a jeep and returned with 500 lotuses. The
Namboodiri priest said, “I have not seen so many flowers in Guruvayur
itself.”
Premaji pauses and says, “How can you not believe in God? In my
speeches, I want people to realise that this mighty power is within us
and yet we are not making use of it. You are not able to access God
because you don’t desire it. You are running after worldly pleasures.
There is nothing wrong with that but always remember that these are
the gifts from God. People tend to focus on the gifts and not the
giver.”
Premaji gives an example. “A mother buys a doll for her child,” she
says. “The daughter is so busy hugging the doll that she has forgotten
to thank the mother for the gift. So please remember God at all
times.”
source:
http://expressbuzz.com/cities/kochi/%E2%80%98remember-god-at-all-times%E2%80%99/232654.html
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