Friday, August 21, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
श्रीकृष्ण जयंती
श्रीज्ञानेश्वर महाराज जयंती......
पसायदान
आता विश्वात्मके देवें / येणे वाग्यज्ञें तोषावे / तोषोनि मज द्यावें / पसायदान हें //१//
आतां म्हणजे श्रीमत् ज्ञानेश्वरी या भगवत् गीतेवरील टीकाग्रंथाचे कार्य पूर्ण झाल्या नंतर विश्वात्मक प्रभू ने - सदगुरू निवृत्तीनाथानी मी हा जो वाग्यज्ञ केला त्यामुळे माझ्यावर प्रसन्न व्हावे आणि त्या प्र्स्न्न्तेतून मला हे पसायदान द्यावे .
जे खळांची व्यंकटी सांडो / तया सत्कर्मी रति वाढो / भूतां परस्परे पडो /मैत्रजीवांचे //२//
.या विश्वात जी खलवृत्तीची - दुष्ट प्रवृत्तीची मंडळी असतील त्यांचे खलत्व म्हणजे दुष्टपणा -वाकडेपणा जावो . त्याना सत्कर्मात आवड निर्माण होवो आणि ती आवड दिवसेदिवस वर्धिष्णु होवो. सर्व प्राणिमात्रांना एकमेकाविषयी प्रेम निर्माण होवो .
दुरितांचे तिमिर जावो / विश्व स्वधर्म सूर्ये पाहो जो जें वांछील तो तें लाहो / प्राणिजात //३//
अज्ञानामुळे घडणारे जे पाप,त्या पापाचा अंधकार नष्ट होवो. विश्वाची सर्व कर्मे स्वधर्माच्या प्रकाशामध्ये होवोत आणि आपली विश्वाकडे पाहण्याची दृष्टी ही स्वधर्माच्या स्वरुपबोधाच्या प्रकाशामध्ये असो . असा जो साधक असेल त्याची जी इच्छा असेल ती बहुधा पारमार्थिकच असणार ती त्याची इच्छा पूर्ण होवो.
वर्षत सकळमंगळी / ईश्वर निष्ठाची मांदियाळी / अनवरत भूमंडळीं / भेटतु या भूतां //४//
सर्व मांगल्याचा वर्षाव करणारा , ईश्वरनिष्ठ संताचा समुदाय अखंड त्या साधकाला भेटो
चलां कल्पतरूंचे आरव/ चेतना चिंतामणीचें गांव / बोलते जें अर्णव / पीयुशाचे //५// चंद्रमे जें अलांछन / मार्तंड जें तापहीन / तें सर्वांही सदा सज्जन / सोयरे होतु //६//
संत म्हणजे जणू चालते बोलते कल्प्तारुंचे कोवले कोवले कोम्ब असतात । चिंतामणि सर्व ऐहिक इच्छा पूर्ण करतो । पण हे संत साधकांच्या पारमार्थिक इच्छा पूर्ण करणारे चैतन्यरूप चिंतामणि रत्नांचे गाँव असतात । हे संत बोलायला लागले की जणू अमृताचा सागर उंचबलतो आहे असे वाटते ।
चन्द्रमा लांछित आहे पण हे संत कुठलेही लांछन न नसलेले निष्कलंक चंद्रमा आहेत। ताप न देणारे हे सूर्य आहेत । हे संतसज्जन सुष्ट दुष्ट सर्वाना नेहमीच आपल्या सोयरा प्रमाने होवोत .
किंबहुनाn सर्वसुखी / पूर्ण होऊनि तीही लोकी /भजिजो आदिपुरुखी / अखंडित //७//
साधकाने ऐहिक आणि पारत्रिक सर्व सुखाने तिन्ही लोकात परिपूर्ण होऊंन त्या आदिपुरुशाला अखंडित भजावे ।
आणि ग्रंथोपजीविये / विशेषी लोकी इये / दृष्टादृष्टविजये / होआवें जी //८//
तेथ म्हणे श्रीविश्वेशरावो / हा होईल दानपसावो /येणे वरें ज्ञानदेवो / सुखिया जाला //९//
त्यावर विश्वाचे स्वामी श्रीनिवृत्तिनाथ म्हणतात 'तू मागीतलेले हे पसायदान पूर्ण होईल 'या सद्गुरुंच्या आशीर्वादाने ज्ञानदेवाना अतिशय संतोष झाला । ................स्वामी माधवनाथ पुणे .
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Saturn's Rings to Disappear Tuesday By Robert Roy BrittEditorial Directorposted: 10 August 200909:01 am ET
In a celestial feat any magician would appreciate, Saturn will make its wide but thin ring system disappear from our view Aug. 11.
Saturn's rings, loaded with ice and mud, boulders and tiny moons, is 170,000 miles wide. But the shimmering setup is only about 30 feet thick. The rings harbor 35 trillion-trillion tons of ice, dust and rock, scientists estimate.
The rings shine because they reflect sunlight. But every 15 years, the rings turn edge-on to the sun and reflect almost no sunlight.
"The light reflecting off this extremely narrow band is so small that for all intents and purposes the rings simply vanish," explained Linda Spilker, deputy project scientist for the Cassini Saturn mission at NASA's Jet Propulsion Laboratory.
Mysterious rings
The rings remain a bit of a mystery. Scientists are not sure when or how they formed, though likely a collision of other objects was involved.
Saturn's equator is tilted relative to its orbit around the sun by 27 degrees – similar to the 23-degree tilt of the Earth. As Saturn circles the sun, first one hemisphere and then the other is tilted sunward. This causes seasons on Saturn, just as Earth's tilt causes seasons on our planet.
While Earth goes around the sun once every 365 days or so, Saturn's annual orbit takes 29.7 years. So every 15 years, the attitude shift puts the gas giant planet's equator, and its ring plane, directly in line with sunlight. Scientists call it an equinox, and this one marks the arrival of spring to the giant planet's northern hemisphere. (On Earth, equinoxes occur in March and September.)
"Whenever equinox occurs on Saturn, sunlight will hit Saturn's thin rings, the ring plane, edge-on," Spilker said.
Galileo puzzled
Galileo Galilei was the first to notice the rings and their then-mysterious transformation in the 17th century. Through one of the first telescopes, which he built himself, Galileo discovered Saturn's rings. He didn't know what they were, though, since all he could see were two lobes attached to the planet like ears. He entered the newfound setup in his notebook as a tiny drawing, mid-sentence, to serve as a noun.
By December 1612, Galileo had studied the phenomenon for more than two years, and the lobes (he thought they might be moons) were getting thinner. Then they disappeared.
"I do not know what to say in a case so surprising, so unlooked for and so novel," he wrote in a letter.
Dutch mathematician Christiaan Huygens, using a better telescope, figured out what the rings were in 1655.
"Galileo had every right to be mystified by the rings," Spilker said. "While we know how Saturn pulls off its ring-plane crossing illusion, we are still fascinated and mystified by Saturn's rings, and equinox is a great time for us to learn more."
Up-close view
The edge-on setup casts shadows across the rings in a unique way that can reveal moonlets and other structures otherwise not visible.
NASA's Cassini spacecraft has a front-row seat to the event.
Cassini is watching for topographic features – perhaps some tiny moons or warps in the rings, and it has already spotted some mystery features in the days leading up to the equinox. In one new image, an object seems to have punched through one of the rings, dragging material with it to leave a visible scar. The craft's near-infrared and ultraviolet instruments will be on the hunt for signs of seasonal change on the planet.
"We are not sure what we will find," Spilker said. "Like any great magician, Saturn never fails to impress."
Saturday, August 1, 2009
COME DECEMBER.
There is something in the air-- the music of December. With the faint breeze of music, catches the December fever, and I get all set to greet it with my hands widely stretched. I hug this season with pride,- cause it is the most enchanting and memorable of all the seasons.
Frozen Fingers
I dash out from my cosy bed for an early morning walk. The lovely feeling for the cool cool breeze tickling my nose pink. With watery eyes and frozen fingers I reminisce the winter in North. The valley of Kashmir stretches with pall of snow. The dazzling snow on the mountains, on roads,on building, on trees and on their fine branches. The winter in pure whiteness. One perceives its magnificent beauty unblinkingly.
I remember the warmth of the silent falling snowflakes
Playing with snowballs making a snowman, zooming on the set ice with rollers and skies., rushing in the house to warm the frozen limbs beside the heated furnace called ‘Bukharin’ savouring the best food and fruits. Those were the days of childhood unforgettable .Trekking the mountains where father had been stationed with the battalion . On reaching we would storm father’s mess. Replenished our mugs with hot tea over gossips . A thrilling adventure during our vacations. During school we would freeze with cold. The teacher held each students hands over a well lit charcoal earthen pot (kangri) … to thaw them up. A feeling of love and care embarked within us . Whether Muslim or Christian, a Sikh or a Hindu all mingled together freely.
It was the winter of the year 1962 when war with China broke out . Father moved to the borders of NEFA . A huge fleet carrying jawans and arms drifted towards the borders. We were used to seeing them parading with heavy guns . Practicing artillery.—they would scream c-h-a-r-g-e . Piercing the bayonet of the rifles through the heavy sand bags. All their practice would be proved ‘ perfect’ when the enemy would crumble dead!
Nightmares
In the biting cold of the Himalayas the only attire which seemed to warm them up was ‘Courage’. Their echoes and echoes of the marauding planes awakened us from dreadful nightmares. How many had laid their lives, returned wounded or in one piece was the ever growing concern of their near and dear ones.
Mother seemed never to tire from hearing about Dad’s welfare & whereabouts. Our eldest brother (14) years would masquerade as father imitating his voice and thumping footsteps. Poor mother’s impatience would make way through streams of tears.. We kids then realizing the grievousness would cluster round her and console her. We prayed the almighty sincerely. Our prayers were answered. And with the advent of December, one day, father knocked at the door. Oh! Our joy had no bounds. Thank God, the war was at last over!.
My above article was published in Hitwada