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जगातील संसारी माणसांची दुःख॓ साक्षीभावाने पहातांना तुकाराम महाराजांना फार कळवला येत असे . आपल्याला जो हरिभक्तीचा मोठा ठेवा सापडला आहे आणि इतर लोकाना जर तो लाभ झाला तर किती तरी बरे होईल, असे त्यांना वाटे.ते ज्या दुःखमय स्तिथीचे प्रत्यक्ष्य अनुभव घेत होते त्यातही विठ्ठलभक्ती मुळे त्यांचे चित समतोल रहात होते , पण बाकीचे लोक मात्र भगवंताचा हा आधार नसल्यामुळे दुःखांनी व संकटांनी गांजून जातात , त्यांची दैनावस्था पाहून महाराज फार तळमळीने त्याना सांगतात की बाबांनो आता या दुःखावर एकच उपाय तो म्हणजे हरिनाम घेणे . >देवाला शरण जाणे, त्याचीच अनन्य भक्ती करणे. पण लोकांना वाटे की माहाराजांना हे उद्योग करायची काय जारुरी होती? त्याला उत्तर म्हणून माहाराज म्हणतात - हे हरिभक्ती चे उपाय मी सांगतो ते लोकांच्या उद्धारा साठी, लोकांना दुःखातून मुक्ती मिळावी म्हणून , नाहीतर मला लोकांशी काय करायचे आहे?

An Apostle of Peace and Spirituality

An Apostle of Peace and Spirituality
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Swami Vivekanand was born on 12th January 1863 . His Name was Narendranath Dutta. His father Vishwanath Dutta was a well known lawyer in Kolkatta . His mother Bhuvaneshwari Devi was a pious lady .

A precocious boy narendra had excelled in his studies in his games and music too. His spiritual behavious was inherited from his loving mother. She taught him the teachings from Ramayan and Mahabharata

When he grew up he joined Presidency College. He studied the Western and Eastern religions. During his college days the Professor of English introduced him to Shri Ramakrishna Paramhaunse.

Shri Ramakrishna was a Saint and a priest in the Temple of Divine Mother Kali in Dakshineshwar.

Narendranath in his early youth was obsessed by the thought about the existence of God. He questioned a number of people of holy reputation , if they had seen God, but could not get a positive answer.

He questioned Shri Ramakrishna ,
“Sir, have you seen God?”
Pat came the answer from the saint,“Yes, I have seen God as clearly as I see you only in much intenser sense.”
Narendranath was astounded. Here was a man he was seeking for.
He got closer to Shriramakrishna. Not only did Shri Ramakrishna win his heart, he became his Guru.



Later, Narendranaths father died in 1884. The family was left penniless. Narendranath had to take the burden of the family-
The poverty crises deepened. He opened his heart to Shri Ramakrishna . His Guru asked him to ask his Divine Mother Goddess Kali for help. Narendranath entered the Temple of Divine Mother. No sooner did he see her he fell in trance . He could only utter three words –Bhakti Gyan(Knowledge)and Vairagya(Detachment). Thrice did Shri Ramakrishna sent him to ask help for his family. Thrice did he utter Mother grant me Bhakti Gyan Vairagya. His Guru was pleased and blessed him He gave him godly vision and transformed him into a dynamo of spiritually.

After the heavenly abode of his Master in 1886 Narendranath renounced the world. He became a monk of the Swami Order. He traveled throughout India . He was distressed to see majority of poor people were suffering had no proper food and shelter. They were illiterate. They had lost faith in their own self, still religion seemed alive in them. It was like a tree which seemed dried but its sap was still flowing inside and was not dead. It needed proper nurturing to bloom again. The poor people needed first and foremost proper food and shelter. They needed education ,and to revive faith in them, strengthen them to earn their living.
With a handful of co brothers, the disciples of Shri Ramakrishna
They traversed the whole of India, north south east west. Swami Vivekanand preached the masses Vedanta. He said,
“ Each soul is potentially divine.
The goal is to manifest this divinity within, by controlling nature, external and internal.
Do this either by work, or worship, or psychic control, or philosophy-by one, or more, or all of these – and be free.
This is the whole of religion. Doctrines, or dogmas, or rituals or books or temples or forms are but secondary details.”

On one occasion while traveling on foot they encountered a narrow path between deep ravine and rocky mountains on the other. All of a sudden a herd of monkeys surrounded them. The people were scared to tread further. Swamiji exclaimed,“Face them!”
All of them carried sticks and could drive the monkeys away.
Any difficult situation arises in our life we should be able to face it boldly- was the message he taught.

Later on, he attended the World Parliament of Religion held in Chicago in 1893. He spread the message of Hindu Philosophy and the message of his Master.

His health deteriorated considerably. Swami Vivekanand breathed his last on 4th July 1902.

Sister Christine wrote: Blessed is the country in which he was born, blessed are they who lived on this earth at the same time,
and blessed thrice blessed are the few who sat at his feet.

सात सुरांची रचना कशी झाली असावी .

संगीतातील स्वरसाप्तकाचा विकास कसा झाला हा एक संशोधनाचा विषय होईल .प्राचीन संगीतात तीन ते चार च स्वरांचा अंतरभाव होता. आणि हे ही स्वर कोठून निर्माण झाले असावेत असा एक गूढ प्रश्न मनाला पडतो . जंगलातून शिकार करताना कानावर पडण्यार्या पशुपक्ष्याच्या विविध ध्वनीची
हुबेहूब नक्कल करण्याच्या सहज प्रवृत्ती तून काही विशिष्ट ध्वनीचे आकर्षणं तत्कालीन मानवाला वाटले असावे व ते ध्वनी तो आपल्या मुखातून उच्चारू लागला . असे मोजके तीन चार ध्वनी उच्चारणे व त्या द्वारा आपल्या भावना प्रगट करणे या क्रीयेतुनच संगीतातील स्वर निर्मिती झाली असावी . प्राचीन काळी संगीत तीन चार स्वरातच गायले जाई . रीग्वेदात तीनच स्वरांचा उल्लेख आहे .:- १) अनुदात २) उदात ३)स्वारीत
सा रे ग म या चार सुरातच संगीत गायले जात. आज ही आपल्याकडे परंपरेने गाण्यासारखी लोकगीते एकली तर असे आढळते कि त्यातही केवळ दोन तीन स्वरांचा वापर आहे .

सात सुरांची रचना कशी झाली असावी :-
या सात स्वरांच्या निर्मिती बाबत जी अनेक शांशोधने आहेत त्यातील एक जास्त तर्कसंगत व पटणारे संशोधन कै. गोविंदराव टेंबे यांनी आपल्या "कल्पना संगीत " या ग्रंथात दिले आहे - त्याचा सारांश असा की पुरुष कंठातून निघालेल्या चार ध्वनीचे अनुकरण स्त्रिया ही करू लागल्या । स्त्रीयाचा स्वर पुरुषा पेखा सामान्यापणे निसर्गतः दीड पटीने उंच असतो . पुरुषांचे आवाजातील, मूळ सा रे ग म हे स्वर तसेच स्त्रीयाच्या दीड पट उंचीच्या आवाजातील सा रे ग म असे दोन भिन्न स्वर गट प्रत्यक्ष प्रचारात सतत येऊ लागले . त्यालाच पुढे स्वर ही संज्ञा मिळाली व हे भिन्न भिन्न आठ स्वर प्रचारात आले . कालांतराने हे चार स्वरांचे दोन्ही गट एकत्र येऊन एक सप्तक संगीतात सिद्ध झाले व संगीताचा प्रवास या सात स्वरांच्या माध्यमातून होऊ लागला .

सा पासून प हा दीड पट उंचीचा आहे. स्त्रीयाचा सा हा पुरुषांचा प हा स्वर होतो . आपल्या भारतीय संगीत शास्त्रात स्वर सप्तकात सा व प हे दोनच स्वर अचल मानले आहेत . ते कधीही विकृत होत नाहीत . थोडक्यात असे म्हणता येईल की मूळ चार सुरातून निर्माण झालेले सप्तक हे क्रिया मूळ चार स्वरांच्या दीड पट उंचीच्या स्वरामधून निर्माण झाली असावी.
पं.अरविंद गजेंद्रगडकर

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 a notorious 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 his small group—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 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 Nathyakhanjar 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 her last. A huge void left him but this time he was not alone, his better half held him to share his grief .

The above article was published in The Hitavada dt 10/1/2010

GITANJALI...Rabindranath Tagore.

Stream of Life.



.The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and dayruns through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.

It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earthin numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.

It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birthand of death, in ebb and in flow.

I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life.

And my pride is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood this moment.
November 15, 2009 11:39 AM

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RABINDRANATH TAGORE (1861-1941)

Rabindranath Tagore was born in Calcutta (India) into a wealthy Brahmin family. He was influenced by Indian Religious Epics and a fourteenth century poet Vidyapati.
He had gone to England in 1878 to study law, he returned to India and instead pursued a career as a writer, playwright, song writer poet philosopher and educator. In 1912 he returned to England with his son. He began translating his poems Gitanjali in to English. Almost all his work was in its native language Bengali….

Tagore’s one friend in England was an artist Rothenstein. He read the translated work of Gitanjali . The poems were incredible. He told to his friend W.B Yeats. Yeats was enthralled. Later Yeats wrote an introduction to Gitanjali when it was published in Sept. 1912. Thereafter, both the poetry and the poet were instant sensation first in London’s literary circle and soon thereafter in the entire world!

His spiritual look his angelic face his long hair and flowing beard was awesome. His words evoked great beauty. Nobody has ever read anything like it. He wrote over one thousand poems; eight volumes of short stories; almost two dozens of play and play-lets; eight novels and many books and essays on philosophy, religious education and social topics. Aside from words and drama, his other great love was music, Bengali style. He composed more than two thousand songs both the music and lyrics.

A glimpse of mysticism and sentimental beauty of Indian Culture were revealed to the West for the first time. Less than a year later, in 1913 Rabindranath received the Noble Prize for Literature. He was the first non westerner to be honored. In 1915 he received the Knighthood by the British King George V . In 1919 following the Amritsar massacre of 400 Indians by British troops Tagore renounced his Knighthood.

Tagore was a creative genius. He had a good grasp of modern post-Newtonian-Physics and was well able to hold debate with Einstein (1930) on the newly emerging principles of quantum mechanics and chaos.

He wrote National Anthem for India and Bangladesh.
His life and works go far beyond his country.

RABINDRANATH TAGORE'S

GITANJALI
"Song Offerings"
Translations made by the author from the original Bengali.
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Mind Without Fear
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;
Where knowledge is free;
Where the world has not been broken up
into fragments by narrow domestic walls;
Where words come out from the depth of truth;
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;
Where the clear stream of reason
has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;
Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action---
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.

Little Flute
Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail
vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life.
This little flute of a reed thou hast carried over hills and dales,
and hast breathed through it melodies eternally new.
At the immortal touch of thy hands my little heart loses its limits in
joy and gives birth to utterance ineffable.
Thy infinite gifts come to me only on these very small hands of mine.
Ages pass, and still thou pourest, and still there is room to fill.

Purity
Life of my life, I shall ever try to keep my body pure, knowing
that thy living touch is upon all my limbs.
I shall ever try to keep all untruths out from my thoughts, knowing
that thou art that truth which has kindled the light of reason in my mind.
I shall ever try to drive all evils away from my heart and keep my
love in flower, knowing that thou hast thy seat in the inmost shrine of my heart.
And it shall be my endeavour to reveal thee in my actions, knowing it
is thy power gives me strength to act.
Moment's Indulgence
I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The works
that I have in hand I will finish afterwards.
Away from the sight of thy face my heart knows no rest nor respite,
and my work becomes an endless toil in a shoreless sea of toil.
Today the summer has come at my window with its sighs and murmurs; and
the bees are plying their minstrelsy at the court of the flowering grove.
Now it is time to sit quite, face to face with thee, and to sing
dedication of life in this silent and overflowing leisure.

Flower
Pluck this little flower and take it, delay not! I fear lest it
droop and drop into the dust.
I may not find a place in thy garland, but honour it with a touch of
pain from thy hand and pluck it. I fear lest the day end before I am
aware, and the time of offering go by.
Though its colour be not deep and its smell be faint, use this flower
in thy service and pluck it while there is time.

Fool
O Fool, try to carry thyself upon thy own shoulders!
O beggar, to come beg at thy own door!
Leave all thy burdens on his hands who can bear all,
and never look behind in regret.
Thy desire at once puts out the light from the lamp it touches with its breath.
It is unholy---take not thy gifts through its unclean hands.
Accept only what is offered by sacred love.

Leave This
Leave this chanting and singing and telling of beads!
Whom dost thou worship in this lonely dark corner of a temple with doors all shut?
Open thine eyes and see thy God is not before thee!
He is there where the tiller is tilling the hard ground
and where the pathmaker is breaking stones.
He is with them in sun and in shower,
and his garment is covered with dust.
Put off thy holy mantle and even like him come down on the dusty soil!
Deliverance?
Where is this deliverance to be found?
Our master himself has joyfully taken upon him the bonds of creation;
he is bound with us all for ever.
Come out of thy meditations and leave aside thy flowers and incense!
What harm is there if thy clothes become tattered and stained?
Meet him and stand by him in toil and in sweat of thy brow.

Journey Home
The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long.
I came out on the chariot of the first gleam of light, and pursued my
voyage through the wildernesses of worlds leaving my track on many a star and planet.
It is the most distant course that comes nearest to thyself,
and that training is the most intricate which leads to the utter simplicity of a tune.
The traveler has to knock at every alien door to come to his own,
and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the innermost shrine at the end.
My eyes strayed far and wide before I shut them and said `Here art thou!'
The question and the cry `Oh, where?' melt into tears of a thousand
streams and deluge the world with the flood of the assurance `I am!'
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GLOBAL WARMING
&
GREEN HOUSE EFFECT
Our planet Earth is warming up. Its global temperature has risen. During the 20th century, the average global temperature has risen to0.6 degrees Celsius.

Using computer climate models the scientists have estimated that the year 2100 the average global temperature will be 1.4 degrees to 5.8 degrees Celsius.

The glaciers are melting causing floods and tsunami. The whole climate around the planet earth is changing causing earthquakes and volcanic eruptions..

The deforestation contributes to global warming considerably. Trees use carbon dioxide and give off oxygen in its place, this helps to create a balance of gases in the atmosphere.

Life on earth depends on energy from the sun. About 30% of the sunlight that beams towards the earth is deflected in the outer space . The rest reaches the planets surface and is reflected upwards as a type of slow moving energy called infrared radiation. As it rises the infrared radiation is absorbed by the “greenhouse gases” such as water vapour carbon dioxide ozone methane and nitrous oxide which slows the escape of heat from the atmosphere.

Although green house gases make up only 1% of the total earth atmosphere. they regulate our climate trapping heat and holding it in a kind of warm air blanket that surrounds the planet. This phenomenon the scientists term as ‘ green house effect.’without it there would be no life on earth.
Venus is too hot, Mars is too cold and Earth is just right.

The problem begins when the humans disturb the Nature, by their activities producing more green- house gases which trap more heat than necessary to warm the planet to an ideal temperature.

The gross activities producing greenhouse effect are:
Burning Natural Gas coal and Oil…. It raises the level of carbon in the atmosphere.
Some Farming practices and land use change increases the level of Methane and Nitrous Oxide in the atmosphere.
Factories produce industrial gases which are responsible for global warming.
Deforestation
Population growth.. means more food output, more farming more supplies for each individual produces green house gases and adds to global warming subsequently.

A lot of damage has already done to our planet. But due to awareness to further check this global warming nations are holding talks. The rich countries are mainly responsible for emission of greenhouse gases. It’s essential to save Our Planet.
(Enviormental issues.About.com)

Speech at Chicago-Welcome Address

Sisters and Brothers of America,
It fills my heart with joy unspeakable to rise in response to the warm and cordial welcome which you have given us. I thank you in the name of the most ancient order of monks in the world; I thank you in the name of the mother of religions, and I thank you in the name of millions and millions of Hindu people of all classes and sects.
My thanks, also, to some of the speakers on this platform who, referring to the delegates from the Orient, have told you that these men from far-off nations may well claim the honor of bearing to different lands the idea of toleration. I am proud to belong to a religion which has taught the world both tolerance and universal acceptance. We believe not only in universal toleration, but we accept all religions as true. I am proud to belong to a nation which has sheltered the persecuted and the refugees of all religions and all nations of the earth. I am proud to tell you that we have gathered in our bosom the purest remnant of the Israelites, who came to Southern India and took refuge with us in the very year in which their holy temple was shattered to pieces by Roman tyranny. I am proud to belong to the religion which has sheltered and is still fostering the remnant of the grand Zoroastrian nation. I will quote to you, brethren, a few lines from a hymn which I remember to have repeated from my earliest boyhood, which is every day repeated by millions of human beings: "As the different streams having their sources in different paths which men take through different tendencies, various though they appear, crooked or straight, all lead to Thee."
The present convention, which is one of the most august assemblies ever held, is in itself a vindication, a declaration to the world of the wonderful doctrine preached in the Gita: "Whosoever comes to Me, through whatsoever form, I reach him; all men are struggling through paths which in the end lead to me." Sectarianism, bigotry, and its horrible descendant, fanaticism, have long possessed this beautiful earth. They have filled the earth with violence, drenched it often and often with human blood, destroyed civilization and sent whole nations to despair. Had it not been for these horrible demons, human society would be far more advanced than it is now. But their time is come; and I fervently hope that the bell that tolled this morning in honor of this convention may be the death-knell of all fanaticism, of all persecutions with the sword or with the pen, and of all uncharitable feelings between persons wending their way to the same goal.By Swami Vivekananda