A Date With My Deity.......

Just went on an ‘Imagining –Spree’ on how would the Abode of my Goddess be??
-derived something which might appear sheepish to you as well!?

*According to me SHE, an embodiment of a ‘serene beauty’, would be ensconced in a never-to-fade lotus..whose very sight would heal even the sinners of sinner!!





*She being worshipped also in the riverine form, would surely be having a ‘Kalasam’ of nectar..it’s one drop, suffice to quench the worst of the hunger.


*White symbolising purity..will She have Her walls painted by the brush of ‘Mercy’, with those enticing swans forming a marvellous backdrop?!





*Vedic reverberations from the Rig, Sama, Yajur & Atharva in full swing,will be accompanied by the mellifluous strains of ‘showers of music’!!!


*Those chiming peals of laughter arising from Her toe’s anklets are enough to tell this world, how enigmatic Her smile would be then!!




*Love and nothing but love as Her forte, ---- even the learned of the Scholars would simply go to an oblivion..blinking at what would these terms mean:-’hatred ‘and ‘anger’?!?!



Obvious when always surrounded by such Innocent Bliss just think, how wonderful it would be for me to have this abode for my final destination!!!!!!

Go on cherish Her..calling “Saraswathima, “Saraswathima” in all your minds..take my words, you’ll be definitely ANSWERED.

‘Coz SHE IS ULTIMATE AND INFINITE MAGIC.

-Saras.

A Rendezvous with the Goddess....

There's this yet another amusing anecdote -showing the 'Magnificent Obsession' of the Goddess with Her ardent Devotee(s):-


..That day He got up early as usual, even before the first rays of the Sun could kiss the soft feet of 'Mother Earth'! He-after completing his morning rituals, inclusive of a fervent pooja,sat before the writing-desk to resume the devotional verses on his Goddess!


'He' was none other than the Poet-Supremo Kalidasa!!
Just in a few minutes his bosom friend and a magnanimous person at heart, entered Kalidasa's home. With a host of persons accompanying him, he entered with an air of elegance.He was so close to Kalidasa in all aspects ..that Kalidasa would never ever deny any of his requests...


 But, this one was quite strange:
The friend wanted Kalidasa to write an 'Elegy' on Him!
Kalidasa least expected this kind of a whimsical desire from the kind lad;.'coz elegies are written only for the dead & departed!??!
But who would have the guts to deny, when the plea was put forward by a charismatic personality as King Bhojaraja!


Still, with a degree of hesitancy, Kalidasa went ahead--
He sang such a beautiful elegy, with each of the verses highlighting the multi-dimensional facets of the great King. All in all, Kalidasa's elegy was akin to a beautiful garland strewn of various, multi-hued, fragrant blossoms!!


Kalidasa's words were sung out of pure and overwhelming Love....for his friend's 'Death'?!
Now who resides in his tongue?
-saatchath 'Devi Saraswathi(ma).
Then how will the elegy become false?-King Bhojaraja at first fell unconscious and then DIED!!!
The Poet Supremo realized everything..and pleaded with Goddess Saraswathi to 'bring' his friend back.

Though it was against the law of nature 'She' did not want to see Her favourite devotee, standing before the King's body and sobbing like a child anymore. She 'brought back' the King alive...who got up fresh as if from a trance!!

The three-by-fourth minutes that the King was 'dead'-Kalidasa sang moving verses to Goddess Saraswathi..which even today stands as a master-piece in the world of devotional Literature..by the name,
"Bhojasambu".

Nandana....

I’m an ardent fan of the ‘Chinna Kuyil’ Chitra.
The recent demise of her nine-year old daughter, Nandana has wiped off that radiant smile,that waas enough to light up a dark tunnel!!!
This, a translated version of one of Chitraji’s melodies- ’Poove Poo Chooda Vaa’-is a pure dedication to her:


*My dainty blossom ..come down to ring in some ecstasy into my heart??


Aren’t you aware that I keep looking at the door-step every moment ...for your arrival!


My eyes no longer have the power to open their lids!!!



*O! dear when my soul was beginning to wane down on it's lustre…


You were the one who breezed in, as a ghee and lit up all the ‘Lamps of my Soul’!!


But..today has this gentle breeze, that wafts across all the other house-holds ..forgotten mine????


*Let the times crumble; or the appearances wither;


But the Love for each other ,can never ever diminish!!


Does not gold get to retain it's pure self,-whether being put under water or fire??


I see myself in the Golden radiance’of your memories..


Why did not my life end... seeing the glowing countenance of yours?!


(Nandana)
I pray God to bring you into my life….again as a daughter in all our forth-coming births,
To love you with my heart all over again and again ......

-a tribute.

Mirror..mirror.. On the wall.

All of us must have heard of this fairy—tale query from “Snow White”:
’Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who’s the fairest of all’?

Well! For a change..shall we try asking the same mirror, who is a true Human being among all:

The world is our mirror. The good that we find in others, is in us too.. and the faults that we find in others are our faults as well!

Coming to think of it, if we give to others, we actually give to ourselves.


‘Coz….
*When we appreciate beauty we too become beautiful.

*When we admire creativity, we too tend to be creative.

*When we love we are in turn loved.

* When we seek to understand, we get understood in the bargain.

*When we listen, our voice is also heard.

*When we teach, we learn as well….

..So, ultimately when we start seeing the best in others, the best in us also being seen by others!!

So..Come let the journey begin!

May be our destination seems a little too far; nevertheless....we are destined to reach the destination of being a great human!!!!!




Mirror mirror on the wall....


What do you say????

The story of the Twin Poets.. The twin poets..ardent devotees of the 'Vagdevi' poured their woes to the Goddess ..tears bordering their cheeks....the next day had dawned. The brothers wondered why the day had ever dawned..in a few minutes they would be summoned before the Chozha King..and what would be the consequences..????--all this kept running in their minds!!!!

Pure devotion may not have it's effects immediately..but surely in the long run it stands in good stead during a crisis:
Pennaiyaaru in those days was a fertile river surrounded by verdant greenery..not just that, it also shared 'Divine Limelight'..thanks to the THIRUVAMAATHUR Shivan temple located on it's banks!!

Two brothers who were known for their mastery in poetry--'Rettai Pulavargal' {Twin Poets}were on a pilgrimage to various Shivan temples....finally reached  the Thirumavamaathur Sthalam!

On seeing the Charismatic, serene countenance of Lord Shiva, the twin poets were literally in tears ..as if the 'Piraisoodan' (the Lord who wears the Moon in His Head) had been waiting for them!!!! 
With the passing of time, the local people..along with the courtesans from the Chozha King's court started thronging the temple premises!

In the overwhelming devotional pursuit ..the 'Twin Poets' started compiling verse after verse....
--one of the verses carried the geographical location of the Shrine ..as situated on the upper banks of  the river Pennaiyaaru!!!

..while..in reality, the Shrine was actually located in the lower banks!!


The Chieftain among the courtesans got wild at this blunder ordered his soldiers to bring the 'pulavargal' to the palace; The twin poets, who were taken to the palace were ordered to wait for the King's return from his voyage..he was expected to be there the next morning.

The twin poets..ardent devotees of the 'Vagdevi' poured their woes to the Goddess ..tears bordering their cheeks....the next day had dawned. The brothers wondered why the day had ever dawned..in a few minutes they would be summoned before the Chozha King..and what would be the consequences..????--all this kept running in their minds!!!!

However, they refused to give up their stand; they firmly believed and told the the Chozha King thus:-
"Engal Naavil Ulla Naamagal Puranchollal"!!
{ The Vagdevi who resides in our tongues will not utter a lie"!!}


And what a conviction they had..for their words i.e. the words of the Vagdevi who resides in their tongues came out to be TRUE:
..the Pennaiyaaru river had changed it's course of flow owing to heavy showers and consequential floods the previous night!!!!!

Even today you can see the  THIRUVAMAATHUR Shivan temple 'seated' happily on the upper bank of river Pennaiyaaru.


Doesn't this clearly show that Saraswathima would do anything to save Her devotees from a crisis?!?!!

How To Embrace Her!!..

SARASWATHI MA..
Where could I see You????



Hm....in the 'Chandra mandalam' .. the 'Surya Mandalam'?!

They say You are embedded within the infinite stars in the
celestial sky..??

They say You live only in the tongues of  learned Scholars..!


Some vouch for the fact ..that You can be accessible only if you
recite the Vedas..without fail, the Goddess in Her abode will
respond to you immediately!!"




...ha..ha..ha..ha!!
How naive there....
humbug ...humbug!!!



*ONE CAN SEE HER RESIDING IN THE INNOCENT
SMILE OF A CHILD,



**ONE CAN FEEL HER IN EACH AND EVERY NERVE OF
HER ARDENT DEVOTEE,



***ONE CAN HEAR HER IN EVERY NOTE OF A MELODY
SUNG,



****ONE CAN EVEN TOUCH AND 'RELISH' HER IN PURE
GESTURES,



*****ONE CAN BE WITH HER IF WE LOVE HER WITH ALL
OUR HEART!!!!!

'My Cutie-Pies'!!

I am the Mother of 24 loving kids!!! 

Wondering??**--Yeah! I am talking about those irresistible kids for whom,

 I am the Class-teacher! :

·             Funny and mischievous…  

·             Cute & Ravishing ‘Silent-Killers’…

·             Sometimes annoying…

·             Sometimes make one go crazy!!?!  

·             Caring…when I’m low and dejected; -they would never leave me until I break into peals of laughter, with their ‘kadi jokes’!  

·             Soft—Hearted… (Except that they tend to go barbaric, on having a trespasser into their class!!

·             Magnanimous…’coz often they generously ‘sacrifice’ their class-work notes;--until Mrs.Vineeta, the H.M. pulls them for checking!!

·             Tolerant… (?!)—but don’t ask me about their ‘Special Violent Spells’, if someone talks ill about their class!

   

----All said and done, my children are Adorable.  

Now, their valuable comment about me:-

“Ma’am is a grown-up child!

Well! What to do?-Sometimes ‘Motherly Affection’ springs out from such a grown-up child!!!!

Fine! Jokes apart these 24 bubbly, vivacious ‘Cutie-Pies’, have made my stint of teaching career..meaningful.