JAI GANESH

वक्रतुंड महाकाय सूर्यकोटी समप्रभ /निर्विघ्नं कुरु मे देव सर्व कार्येषु सर्वदा //

by Gauri Junnarkar

IN MEMORIUM

The sun was inclining towards the western horizon . In a few minutes the blue sky would be turned to blazing red conveying goodbye to the weary day.

How strange that the same magnificence of the sky is splashed at dawn too! The same chirping of the birds and the same colour of the sky the same blazing red. A sun born! A sun laid to rest.

The subtle behaviour of nature is understood by many creatures great and small . The wonderful winged creatures fly in flocks at end of hard day towards their nests their abode.

All of a sudden I too experienced the urge to be in ‘Her’ arms- in my Beloved Mothers arms.
“Oh Heaven! Why thou taketh away-
My Mother my Beloved Mother,
I have missed her all these days.
Her absence makes me wither!”
Tears trickled down my cheeks. As they did so the image that had been blurred got cleared and a pair of twinkling eyes smiled at me. The time stood still transforming the rays of fleeting moments into a beautiful image vivid and clear. Her fingers wiped my eyes. I felt all my powers merge into it. She became a part of me The embrance was warm and still. The heart beat fast . There was an onrush of the body . Her face was young as ever,no frickles or blemish dared descend on her. She must never get old. Oh! Beauty my heart told. Her loving hands caressed my hair. A whisper so loud and clear . Thoughts exchanged …feelings dissipated..

A new world had dawned ! Sorrows were forgotten joy had pervaded.. The ultimate bliss . A sudden light shone in the far west . a flock of birds flew past the red orb. In no time the sun had set leaving behind its magnificent glow .

It echoed ..my question. Mother where you?

(The above article was writen by me (prajakta)it was published in The Hitwada










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                                           THE ENCOUNTER

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A six year old boy was playing in the backyard of his house. There stood an iron pole inserted vertically.  The children used to climb up and then slide down.  The elder ones performed all sorts of exercises. 

But that day he was all alone.  He found a leather belt.  He held it tightly in his little hand and started whipping the pole relentlessly..  His mother stood at the doorstep watching him.  He whipped the pole again and again murmuring “why did you kill my father.”  He was red with rage.  Not knowing the child’s sudden behavior she rushed at him.  He screamed “why did you kill my father.”  The words deafened her ears and she consoled her young one took him in her arms.  She knew she could not bring back his father.  Her husband would never return! He was killed by the dacoit. 

Her husband was an Inspector in the Police force.  He was posted at Badnaver, in Madhya Pradesh.  Everybody addressed him as Raosaheb. 

Raosaheb was very handsome strongly built and a brave person.  He caught hold of dangerous thieves and vagabonds and put them behind the bars. 

Life went on.. he found a beautiful lady fell in love and eventually married her.  They were blessed with five children.  As soon as he returned home from his tour, the children would cluster round him. He played with them. He would pick the young ones and swing them on his arms.  Their reverberating laughter and chuckles freshened him up.  

Night was pleasant to be in parents arms. This bliss lasted for a very short period.  The darkness enveloped the twinkling stars which foretold a grievous future for the family.

That very night the Inspector spoke to his wife about his plans to catch the dacoit.    A pall of gloom spread over her.  She was dumbfounded as all her plans to desist him from venturing his arduous task. 

Parting with his dear ones he strode away in the eerie jungles with is small coup—a handful of men and meager ammunition.  The dense forest near Badnawar in Madyapradesh was the dacoit’s hideout.  They drove in the deep forests in bullocarts – it was the only means to travel in those days.  The narrow lanes of the village, after village was traversed until one village was spotted for supplying huge amount of chicken meat and wines.  At ones the Inspector acumen directed his men towards that place. soon they confronted a  fierce looking person clad in military uniform with broad mustache.  No doubt that he was the famous dacoit Nathakanjar the most wanted by the police force.  He was surrounded by his men.. They were well equipped with ammunition.  He roared aloud to bring the Inspector before him.  After much interrogation the dacoit had insisted the Inspector to give up his Police uniform his belt and guns and surrender before them.  The brave Inspector preferred to fight with him unto his death.  It would be an insult to his profession to go back and cowardly submit to the dacoit’s demands. A fierce battle raged between the two troops. A sepoy who fled for his life had climbed a tree and saw the drama with his naked eye.  He was a sole survivor and later narrated the whole incident to the family members and the villagers all that had transpired between the two parties.  The fearless Inspector was none other than the little boy’s father. 

The body of Raosaheb was brought home and laid for last darshan.

The small boy caught hold of his weeping mothers hand, consoled her and promised to take care of her henceforth.  

The heavens rumbled as the guns were fired..a mark of salutations for the Martyr. The last rights were performed..

Years later,

the promise he had made to his mother had been fulfilled when his mother breathed last.  A huge void left him but this time he was not alone, his better half held him to share his grief and joy both..
My above article got published in the Hitavada.

         

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1. Dasbo
   . .. श्रीराम .. समास चवथा : सद्गुरुस्तवन . . . . . . श्रीराम आतां सद्गुरु वर्णवेना जेथें माया स्पर्शों सकेना तें स्वरूप मज अज्ञाना काये कळे १ न कळे न कळे नेति नेति ऐसें बोलतसे श्रुती तेथें मज मूर्खाची मती पवाडेल कोठें २ मज न कळे हा विचारु दुऱ्हूनि माझा नमस्कारु गुरुदेवा पैलपारु पाववीं मज ३ होती स्तवनाची दुराशा तुटला मायेचा भर्वसा आतां असाल तैसे असा सद्गुरु स्वामी ४ मायेच्या बळें करीन स्तवन ऐसें वांछित होतें मन माया जाली लज्यायमान काय करूं ५ नातुडे मुख्य परमात्मा म्हणौनी करावी लागे प्रतिमा तैसा मायायोगें महिमा वर्णीन सद्गुरूचा ६ आपल्या भावासारिखा मनीं देव आठवावा ध्यानीं तैसा सद्गुरु हा स्तवनीं स्तौउं आतां ७ जय जया जि सद्गुरुराजा विश्वंभरा बिश्वबीजा परमपुरुषा मोक्षध्वजा दीनबंधु ८ तुझीयेन अभयंकरें अनावर माया हे वोसरे जैसें सूर्यप्रकाशें अंधारें पळोन जाये ९ आदित्यें अंधकार निवारे परंतु मागुतें ब्रह्मांड भरे नीसी जालियां नंतरें पुन्हां काळोखें १० तैसा नव्हे स्वामीराव करी जन्ममृत्य वाव समूळ अज्ञानाचा ठाव पुसून टाकी ११ सुवर्णाचें लोहो कांहीं सर्वथा होणार नाहीं तैसा गुरुदास संदेहीं पडोंचि नेणे सर्वथा १२ कां सरिता गंगेसी मिळाली मिळणी होतां गंगा जली मग जरी वेगळी केली तरी होणार नाहीं सर्वथा १३ परी ते सरिता मिळणीमागें वाहाळ मानिजेत जगें तैसा नव्हे शिष्य वेगें स्वामीच होये १४ परीस आपणा ऐसें करीना सुवर्णें लोहो पालटेना उपदेश करी बहुत जना अंकित सद्गुरूचा १५ शिष्यास गुरुत्व प्राप्त होये सुवर्णें सुवर्ण करितां न ये म्हणौनी उपमा न साहे सद्गुरूसी परिसाची १६ उपमे द्यावा सागर तरी तो अत्यंतची क्षार अथवा म्हणों क्षीरसागर तरी तो नासेल कल्पांतीं १७ उपमे द्यावा जरी मेरु तरी तो जड पाषाण कठोरु तैसा नव्हे कीं सद्गुरु कोमळ दिनाचा १८ उपमे म्हणों गगन तरी गगनापरीस तें निर्गुण या कारणें दृष्टांत हीण सद्गुरूस गगनाचा १९ धीरपणेम उपमूं जगती तरी हेहि खचेल कल्पांतीं म्हणौन धीरत्वास दृष्टांतीं हीण वसुंधरा २० आतां उपमावा गभस्ती तरी गभस्तीचा प्रकाश किती शास्त्रें मर्यादा बोलती सद्गुरु अमर्याद २१ म्हणौनी उपमे उणा दिनकर सद्गुरुज्ञानप्रकाश थोर आतां उपमावा फणीवर तरी तोहि भारवाही २२ आतां उपमे द्यावें जळ तरी तें काळांतरीं आटेल सकळ सद्गुरुरूप तें निश्चळ जाणार नाहीं २३ सद्गुरूसी उपमावेम अमृत तरी अमर धरिती मृत्यपंथ सद्गुरुकृपा यथार्थ अमर करी २४ सद्गुरूसी म्हणावें कल्पतरु तरी हा कल्पनेतीत विचारु कल्पवृक्षाचा अंगिकारु कोण करी २५ चिंता मात्र नाहीं मनीं कोण पुसे चिंतामणी कामधेनूचीं दुभणीं निःकामासी न लगती २६ सद्गुरु म्हणों लक्ष्मीवंत तरी ते लक्ष्मी नाशिवंत ज्याचे द्वारीं असे तिष्टत मोक्षलक्ष्मी २७ स्वर्गलोक इंद्र संपती हे काळांतरीं विटंबती सद्गुरुकृपेची प्राप्ती काळांतरीं चळेना २८ हरीहर ब्रह्मादिक नाश पावती सकळिक सर्वदा अविनाश येक सद्गुरुपद २९ तयासी उपमा काय द्यावी नाशिवंत सृष्टी आघवी पंचभूतिक उठाठेवी न चले तेथें ३० म्हणौनी सद्गुरु वर्णवेना हे गे हेचि माझी वर्णना अंतरस्थितीचिया खुणा अंतर्निष्ठ जाणती ३१ इति श्रीदासबोधे गुरुशिष्यसंवादे सद्गुरुस्तवननाम .
   
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1. आता सदगुरु वर्णवेना / जेथे माया स्पर्श्शोसकेना / तेथ मज अग्याना काय कळे //न कळे न कळे नेति नति / ऐसे बोलतसे श्रुती / तेथे मज मूर्खाची मती / पवाडेल कोठे //मज न कळे हा विचारू /दूर्हूनी माज्हा नमस्कारू /गुरूदेवा पैलपारु पावावी मज //

मला वाटते अंतरी त्वा बसावे / तुज़्ह्या दसबोधासी त्वा बोध व्हावे //अपत्या परी पाजवी प्रेम ग्रासा / नमस्कार माजा सदगुरु रामदासा//

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TOWARDS JOURNEYS END!

My train was heading for Tumsar Station. The prospect of seeing my daughter and her husband at Nagpur Station were becoming brighter. I was traveling to my sons place which was some kilometers away from Nagpur. I was traveling alone as my beloved wife had left me forever.
Unwanted opinions
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The saddened faces of motherless children had made me stand erect once again. Even after retirement from Govt. service I kept myself busy in a private firm. After long hours of tedious work I would yearn to relax with my “Bachalog”.
Time heals all wounds. But one after the other all my children got married . I feel proud, I fell great!.. But.. .. .. this greatness soon died down when I feel like been left alone….dropped like a ripe mango! My opinions are no longer wanted. They seem to grudge at my every move.
Books are your best friends. .A deep dig into my hobby ‘Astrology’ is where I seek my solace I no more need to earn till my last breath; do i? All are busy except me, a whale of difference it has made. Why don’t they encircle me and talk to me laugh with me as before?
Sometimes I feel lost . Its not a mirage.. It is the oasis of this deserted life..I run for him He is my grandchild. I love him more than my life. He has all the time for me. All the love for me all the attention for me. How odd no generation gap!
There is love and love alone prevails between us. He plays with me for hours, eats with me sleeps with me. I love to take him on long rides. But my frail body has limitations. I live in the past. Past was beautiful with someone to care mend, darn my clothes .Someone to cook my favorite dishes.
All these years I have been toiling only for them. But the children have changed their approach towards me . Why? Is it my fault that I am aging? A sudden jolt brings me back to life. The busy vendors and coolies all made a terrible noise and crowd. My eyes searched for the two. Ah! There she was all smiles to greet me. Dad! She screamed with joy,spotting me at the window.
Sandwitched
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We talked while she served me hot coffee and stuffed sandwitches . Yes it was ages I had tasted such ‘ delicious stuff ’ Then – She gave a long sad look as the train whistled – bidding Goodbye Tears rolled down her cheeks. I promised to meet them soon . Adjusted my hat ,the train gathered momentum. How sweet are my children . My throat choked . The ultimate station of my journey was fast nearing.
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(The above article was written by me(prajakta) when my father had expired . It was published in The Hitavada!)

In Memorium!

To My Dear Dad on Fathers Day!

TREMORS!

I remember an incident years back , we used to sleep on terrace in summer. It was a cool and starry night . Soon I was asleep. At midnight I was awakened by a rumbling noise, the vibrations penetrated my bones. I gasped for breath and wondered what it was. I felt the tremors on the floor and knew for sure that it was an earthquake. I woke everybody up. The vibrations had lasted for seconds only.. my family did not notice anything and they all went to sleep. It took quite sometime for me to get back to sleep. Next morning there were headlines in the newspapers that our city had experienced an earthquake. Many people experienced the tremors in different parts of the city.. No damage or loss of life was reported. I thanked the almighty!

There were n number of questions in my mind. What caused the Earth to Tremor. The encyclopedia was referred. It said that sudden release of energy in the earths crust creates seismic waves.. Earthquakes are caused mostly by rupture of geological faults, huge amount of gas migration mainly methane deep within the earth, also by volcanic activity landslides mine blasts and Nuclear experiments. Remember the earthquake in Gujrat (26January 2001).The Tsunami (26December 2004).. The recent earthquake in China on 12 of May left thousands of homes and families devastated! I felt the pangs of sorrow . I pondered we can know the impending disaster of climate etc. by the help of satellite .Isn’t there any way to know the impending earthquakes so that we could save the lives of people.

The BBC News “Plan for Quake warning System” by Paul Rincon caught my attention . I gave a sigh of hope and read it eargely. In the news they reported that NASA has achieved a breakthrough in forcasting earthquake. They have found a link between the electrical disturbances occurring at the edge of our atmosphere and the impending quakes on the ground below. Signals were spotted during recent devastation in China . Minoru Freund a physicist and director for advanced aerospace material and devices at NASA Ames Research Centre in California told BBC “I do believe that we will be able to establish a correlation between certain earthquakes and certain pre-earthquakes signals in the unbiased way”.

A Space based early warning System is being investigated by UK team.Kudos!

Jai Shri DhooniwaleDadajiki

At the outset i salute my Guru Pu. Shri dadajiDhooniwale!

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RESEARCH ON WOMAN

It was a hot summer day…. After my walk to the temple early morning back home I sat to read my marathi daily loksatta.. with every sip I devoured the morning news.. I read about an article regarding STEM CELL.. DR. Satish Patki from Kolhapur has discovered the stem cells in the reproductive organs of female… These cells are also found in the monthly (menstrual blood secretion). My daughters friend recently delivered baby and preserved the childs placenta( umbilical chord) in nitrogen.. .cause these stem cells are also found in it.
Much research is going on to locate these cells..The Medical researchers believe that these stem cells can be grown and transformed into specialized cells.. these cells can change the disease cells and therefore the disease can be cured. Cancer, Diabetes Parkinsons disease spinalchord injuries etc can be cured..

Women otherwise was kept at distance while undergoing this phase of M.C.. She was regarded impure and the aged generations did not allow them to cook or enter the kitchen or touch holy things... Years back I remember my young daughter debated on this subject ..Its so natural process why do women get treated as impure and outcast in those days of menstrual cycle.. .

Nature around us is multiplying the animal kingdom too with this process of regeneration and reproduction.. I think giving birth means giving life to this kingdom.. the women is endowed with the power of giving birth her body its functions is the most sacred..
They should be treated with grace. On the contrary they are treated as weaker race in our land

I reminiscence one of my neighbour whose mother in law was an orthodox person. My friend, during M.C she had to sleep on a mat(dari) and was not allowed to touch anyone.. the feeling of untouchable..treatment was worse. when. she could not take her young children close to her.. The grandmother pushed them (kids)away if they touched their mother..
Years later the old woman got ill and paralysed.. she had to depend on servants then.. on contacting one or their relatives spoke about the vengeance my friend took by not keeping the old lady with her ..the memories of the past treatment to her could not be forgotton or forgiven.

.With the latest research of Stem Cells women have no doubt proved their supremacy..!!!

The New Beginning..
Today I have made it a point to pen down my thoughts.. I had earlier did so but some how I could not save it..on my pc.. .dosent matter.. my inner computer (brain ) is forever ready to pen fresh thoughts.. today I could not get up early for meditation. because. last night my daughter was unwell.. .. she had wanted to go to the Ramkrishna Math .today. I usually drive on Sundays to the near and dear once.. . but today could not do so..
Daily I get up early practice pranayam ,meditate and then after bath go for a walk.. I walk down to the temple of Lord Hanuman. I stay on a hill top.. so daily climbing down to the temple and then returning back home is a good exercise.. . I have made some resolutions in my life.. ..
I have found my Guru Pu. Dadaji Dhooniwale.. I pray and talk with him.. read BhagwatGita in Marathi.. “Gyaneshwari”..
Life is such a mystery .. keep thinking .. what not to do and what ought to be done.. my parents were Spiritual.. my mother reached enlightment .. at an early age.. She was God fearing and wanted her children to follow suit.. She left for heavenly abode at the age of fifty..only.. My father an army officer(Major)was strong and handsome he was very brave.. I am proud of my parents.. .. we were eight children born, five sisters and three brothers..one of my brothers death made me more introvert.. My parents departed us leaving void and left message of great importance..
Since then I have been thinking about this life .. trying to know the real meaning .. reading scriptures of the saints.. . they only had solved this mystery of life and found peace.. eternal..
I am happy blessed with two kids.. now grown ups.. both are engineers.. like their father.. son is happilily married.. the daughter is yet to find a suitable partner..her earlier partner left her..
I have served , taken care of my mother in law. She too left this earth at the age of 90.