Friday, August 24, 2007

History wont forgive you Bush and Blair

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Bush and Blair

A unique pair

Enjoined brothers

Asymmetrical

Weapons of mass

Destruction

Of a New Warfare

Steal and Share

Divide and Tear

Human values

Sovereignty

of a country

a fuck they care



Israel drops

bombs

governmental terrorism

death from air

war declare

Lebanese look up

In despair

to the heavens

in prayer

God don’t care

Fuck unfair



World

Eunuch

body

nelsons eye

to this affair

just watch and stare

broken limbs

swollen souls

wounds that

will out wear

fuck don’t care

man a machine

will self repair



a medalled general

custodian

of a terrorist lair

all the clues

in an Indian snare

lashkare e tauba

fuck who cares

Bush and Blair

two sides

of an evil coin

fuck who cares

next election

empty hopes

empty stares

history

wont forgive you

Bush and Blair

warmongering

among your wares

dedicated to a fallen man in the eyes of God

these are my older poems

Presidential Neck Rub

my old poems
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At the G8 Political Masseur club

In St Petersburg

Angela Merckel a flowering shrub

Gave the world a hands raised snub

That no Isreaeli bombing can drub

A Hezbollah like feely touchy neck rub

From the Prez of America a single spoke

As a prominent Nub

To all the Wars Of the World

That have him as a hub.

Man superman and cub

Ya Rub (god)


My poem dedicated as a rubbed in political thought

Thursday, August 23, 2007

The Drummer of Lord Vithoba

He is a minstrel on the move, sings bhajans in praise of Lord Vithoba and dances with the musical trinkets tied to his feet.Actually it is not a animated dance but the sound of the ghungroos, and the drum beats add to the recital of his praise to a Divinity , that most Maharashtrians believe in.
He visits my shop transporting me on the wings of sound into an ethereal abode...
I had misplaced his picture just found it tucked away..he lives now within you..

Vithoba is a colloquial form of Vitthala, one of the manifestations of Vishnu (Krishna) . Vithoba of Pandharpur is traditionally one of the most important deities in the Indian states of Maharashtra, Karnataka and Andhra Pradesh drawing millions of devotees across several cultures and languages of these states. Vithoba is a major focus of the Bhakti and Varkari movements in these states. A very substantial segment of spiritual literature in the Marathi and Kannada languages is dedicated to Vithoba.

The word "Vitthala" is said to be derived from the Marathi word "Vit", meaning "brick". The prescribed iconogaphy of the lord of Pandharapur stipulates that he be shown as standing upon a brick; this is connected to an important folk-legend connected with the deity, which is elaborated upon below. The suffix "ba" is used to denote "father" in Marathi, and is cognate with the south Indian suffix "appa", which has the same meaning and usage.[1]

The main temple of Vithoba (Vitthala) and his consort Rakhumai (Rukmini) is located at Pandharpur in Maharashtra, on the border of that state with Karnataka.

While Padma Purana, Ekadashi prayers and offerings, legend associated with goddess Rukmini and popular beliefs and traditions accept Vithoba being manifestation of God Vishnu; Certain scholars contest claim saying it may be Buddha or Jain manifestation.

The name Vithoba means Father Vitthala. Vitthala is said to have been derived from the word Vishnu in Kannada Kannada . Pandurang is a sanskritized form of Pandarga, the old name of Pandharpur. Another explanation for the origin of "Pandurang", it means " the white god " ( Pandu means white, rang means colour in Sanskrit), a name for Rudra-Shiva. Thus it theorized that Vithoba may initially be regarded a Shaiva god and later identified with Vishnu.[1] Vithoba (father) is also known as Vitthal, Vithal, Vitthal, Pandurang. He is also worshipped in Kerala, Karnataka.

The saga of Pundalik is one of the most important Mahima legends associated with Vithoba. How Vithoba came to Pandharpur is a story in which a man called Pundalik plays an important part. Pundalik was a devoted son to his parents Janudev and Satyavati. They lived in a forest called Dandirvan. But after his wedding, Pundalik began ill-treating his parents. Tired with their son’s misbehaviour and ill treatment, the elderly couple decided to leave for Kashi. Legend holds that people who die in the city of Kashi attain salvation and emancipation from the cycle of birth and death, and so, many pious Hindus in bygone era would relocate to Kashi as their end drew near.

However, the elderly couple were not destined to escape their sufferings so easily. Upon hearing of their plans, Pundalik's wife decided to join them and make a pilgrimage. Pundalik and she then joined the same group of pilgrims on horseback. The ill treatment of the old couple continued at the hands of Pundalik. While the youthful son and his wife rode on horseback, the frail old couple walked in bad weather. Pundalik even made his old parents work towards making his own journey comfortable. Every evening when the party camped for the night, the son forced his parents to groom the horses and do other jobs.

On the way to Kashi, the group reached the ashram (hermitage) of a pious and venerable sage named Kukkutswami. Being tired from the journey, they decided to spend a few days there. That night, when all were asleep, Pundalik by chance lay awake. He witnessed a remarkable vision. Just before dawn, he saw a group of beautiful, young women, dressed in dirty clothes, enter the ashram, clean the floor, fetch water and wash the venerable sage’s clothes. After they finished their chores, they went to the prayer-room of the hermitage. When they reappeared after prayer, their clothes were spotlessly clean. Then, they vanished as inexplicably as they had appeared.

Pundalik did not feel moved to raise an alarm; on the other hand, he felt a deep sense of peace as he witnesses this scene. It remained on his mind the whole day, and he resolved upon remaining awake the next night, to be sure that what he had witnessed was not merely a dream. This time however, Pundalik was very curious. He approached the beautiful women and asked him them on who they were.

They said, they were the Ganga, Yamuna and other holy rivers of India in which were revered for their holiness and pilgrims thronged to have a dip in their holy waters to wash away their sins. The holy rivers explained that their clothes were dirty and unclean due to the sins of the bathing pilgrims. "But O Pundalik, you, with your ill-treatment of your parents, are the greatest sinner of them all! "

This incident completely shocked Pundalik and got a transformation in him. He realized his mis- deeds and became devoted to his parents. He made all efforts to make his parents comfortable. And left no stone unturned to make his parents happy, even at the cost of his own comfort.

They say, devotion in any form reaches God immediately. Seeing this outmost devotion of Pundalik to his parents , Lord Vishnu was very pleased. God was so happy with him that He wanted to bless Pundalik immediately, so he left from Vaikuntha (Lord Vishnu’s abode) for bhoolok (Earth)and Pundalik’s ashram.

Lord knocked Pundalik’s door. At that time Pundalik was serving his parents food and was busy. Pundalik heard the door knock and realized it was God who had come to see him. But such was his devotion to his parents, he wanted to complete his duties and only then attend to the visitor, irrespective of whether it was even God at his doorstep. Pundalik threw a brick outside for God to stand on and wait for him until he finishes attending to his parents.

Seeing this devotion & commitment to his parents he was extremely impressed. And the ever-loving God waited for his devotee. When Pundalik came out and begged God's pardon, Lord Vishnu replied that far from being displeased, he was pleased with his love for his parents and granted a boon to him. Pundalik requested God to stay back on Earth and bless all his numerous devotees. Lord agreed to stay back as Vithoba, or God who stood upon a brick. Along with Vithoba, Rakhumai (Mother Rukmini) is also worshipped.

A temple was built at the place where Lord Vishnu stood on the brick. The idol too is “svyambhu” which means it was not built, or carved, it came into existence by its own.


[edit] Namdev chi payari
A number of Marathi saints like Namdev, Dnyaneshwar, Tukaram, associated themselves with the Warkari Movement and through their abhangas (poetry) and teachings they tried to educate the people about reality.

One interesting tale is also of the first step in the temple called “Namdev chi payari” (step of Namdev). The child Namdev was always an ardent devotee of Vithoba. One day his mother asked him to complete the ritual of “naivedya” (any food made in the house is first offered to God, the ritual comprises placing the offering plate before the idol and sprinkling water around the plate and with a prayer to God). Namdev was pleased to do “naivedya” . After the ritual he waited for God to appear and take the offering. But God did not appear. He was disheartened. He kept praying and requested God to come in person and accept the offering. The child was so unhappy with the non-appearance of God, he started banging his head at the feet of God and begging him to come and take the offering. Seeing the utmost devotion and innocence of a child, God was pleased. He appeared and ate the offering and blessed Namdev. The adult Namdev when blessed by God asked for being present in the "first step" in God’s temple, so that he could be blessed with the touch of infinite number of devotees who would be able to have “darshan” (view) of God. Thus, the first step in the temple at Pandharpur is called “namdev chi payari”.


[edit] Movement against Untouchability
Pandharpur remains the most visited temple in Maharastra. The warkaris start marching from their homes to the temple of Pandharpur in groups called Dindi to reach on Ashadi ekadashi and Kartiki ekadashi. A dip in the holy river Chandrabhaga on whose banks Pandharpur resides, is believed to have power to wash all sins.

In the pre-1947 period untouchables were not allowed to enter the temples, against this communal attitude Gandhian freedom fighter Sane Guruji went on to fast-unto-death, supported by others of the Gandhian movement. He succeeded in getting temple doors opened for all worshipping communities.

Initially all the devotes were allowed to touch the feet of the idol of Vithoba, but due to many years of numerous devotes the stone at the Lord’s feet chiseled. So as a precautionary measure, none of the devotees are allowed to touch the idol. Only priests are allowed to conduct rituals and touch the idol.

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At the Feet of Haji Ali

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© Glenn M. Losack
glennlosackmd.com

godly waves kissing the feet
of a shrine close to the
shiva temple of mahalaxmi
the sufi saint of haji ali
a long narrow path
leading to the tomb
with beggars on both sides
begging asking
invoking the Saint
for godly charity
distorted forms
contorted forms
the dregs of humanity
this picture
shot by an American
Glenn Losack
mocks the man in me
he felt the same way like me
yes beggars mock photographers
as poets mock poets
who write
multi colored poetry
man hates man
from here to eternity
racism you can
blindfold your eyes
block your senses
is a virtual hate
Inducing Reality

Subhash Solanki and Me

Subhash Solanki is a very dear friend and has his camer selling and repairing set up at Fort under the name of Subhash Electroniks .
His son and daughter in law work for Microsoft in USA.
Subhash and I have been friends for a very long time since the first camera I bought from him Nikon F50, than Nikon 80, Nikon F90X , Nikon F100, and the last but the most fucked Nikon camera my first digital disaster Nikon D70..
I had given it to him for bringing it back to life from a comotose state and also requested him to sell the camera and deduct the repair charges from what he gets from it..
Its been several months Subhash has not got back to me..
Without Subhash who has helped sell some of my lenses I would be in the wilderness.Subhash is very articulate and well read and keeps pace with changing technology.
Ever photographer mut have a life saving friend like Subhash Solanki.

Indira


Indira
Originally uploaded by flickr photographerno1
picture of the inside of my multi colored brain..
Indira Babellapati is one of the most widely read poets at Poem Hunter..

Coming from the Sanskrit word indira meaning beauty and splendor, this is the name of a Hindu goddess. Indira is another name for Lakshmi who is the wife of the god Vishnu



I am
you are

yet

we do
we can
we will

and

let us...

#firoze, this is the most I could think of at the moment. I believe no one can survive in isolation. Either u or I or anyone else for that matter is an island unto one's self. Let’s sing individually to join a chorus subsequently.
Keep smiling and chill
Indira

I am
I was
I will
I still
I can
A will
I will
Yes Fulfill
Thank you
Friend Indira

Rights of Admission Reserved

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Indians Multicolored and Dogs
Rights of Admission reserved
A disturbing thought of Human Bias
Undeserved
A pockmarked scarred road
A slant, oblique incurved
Untouchables by the master race
Won’t be served.
A hate over the centuries
Well preserved
Racism in poetry
That I have observed
Children of a lesser god
A Racist God White
Had created but never Loved

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