HOW
TO LIVE
Truth
and Faith, my Pride.
Sri
Ram was the eldest son of King Dasarath and was the rightful heir to the throne
of his father's kingdom. His step-mother, Kaikeyi, however had another plan,
one which she had held for many years.
Once
when the King was sick, Kaikeyi acted as his nurse and as a reward, for so
faithfully caring for him, the King told her she could ask three boons of him;
could ask for whatever she wanted.
Upon
being told that, Kaikeyi immediately asked the King to marry her. He did this
at once and asked what her other boon might be. To which she replied, "at
a future date I shall ask you." To this the king readily agreed, never
dreaming what could be in her mind.
She
then bore a son whom she named Bharath.
Years
passed and the King being old in years, decided to retire and according to his
wish everything was in readiness for Sri Ram to take the duty of ruling.
But
as Kaikeyi wanted her own son, instead of Sri Ram to be King, she reminded her
husband (the King) of his promised boon. She then requested him, to exile Sri
Ram for twelve years. This was a surprise to the King, as he and the people
wished that Sri Ram should rule, so he refused her request.
Sri
Ram, desirous that his father should keep his promise to Kaikeyi, voluntarily
went into banishment. This was much against his father's and the people's will,
but Sri Ram made it quite clear that this was the best course, and started on
his exile. His wife, Sita, who stands above all women, in the hearts of every
Hindu, followed him; also his brother Lashman.
When
his step-brother, Bharath, who was not home at the time, learned from Kaikeyi,
how she had procured the crown for him, he cried, "O, cruel and unjust woman,
you have sent my brother into exile. I shall never wear the crown and from now
on, do not call me son."
Good
Bharath loved his step-brother and at once set out to the country to find him,
to try and persuade him to return to his home and rule over the kingdom. His
cruel mother sent a message to Ram, saying, "Bharath is coming to kill
you,"--that, being another trick against her son.
After
a long and hard search Bharath found Sri Ram. Running with outstretched arms to
greet Sri Ram, Bharath clung to him, like a child clinging to his mother. He
cried uncontrollably and begged Sri Ram to return and rule the country, but he
refused to do this and asked his step brother to rule instead.
Bharath,
in tears, appealed to Sri Ram to come home and said to him, "Our father,
who could not stand the separation has passed away, and I shall never wear the
crown, never, never." But Sri Ram sent his brother home to rule in his
stead.
Bharath
ruled the country for twelve years, but never wore the crown nor sat on the
throne, always placing a picture of Sri Ram there.
A
very learned Priest of that time, Jabali, by name, went to see Sri Ram, hoping
to persuade him to give up his exile and come home to accept the throne and
rule over the people, who still grieved for him.
What
passed between Sri Ram and the Priest is a long story but I would like to share
Sri Ram's answer with my readers.
"When
thus the unbelieving priest,
His subtle lies to vent had ceased,
Then Rama made this wise reply,
Unmoved by all his sophistry.
Thou
would'st that I should cast aside
Good faith and truth,--my joy and pride,--
That I may present good secure,
And flee the ills I now endure.
Thou would'st persuade me not to dread
The pains that wait the wicked dead;
Thou would'st that men should all despise,--
With scorn reject as silly lies,--
The earnest words of all who teach
A future life, and duty preach.
Thy words, I know, are kindly meant, [p. 183]
But thou hast failed in thine intent.
As wholesome words at first they sound,
But proved, are false and noxious found.
A show of right they have, but tried,
They cannot reason's test abide.
Believe me, all the good and wise
That foolish, wilful, man despise,
From virtue's path aside who turns,
And all restraints impatient spurns.
By conduct only men we know,
As pure and noble, vile and low;
Their natures we can only test,
As acts those natures manifest.
Should I the sacred books despise,
And act as thou dost now advise,--
Would I not all the world delude
By seeming noble, pure, and good,
'While I was vicious, vile, and base,
A blot upon the royal race?
If
virtues garb assuming, I
Should virtue by my deeds deny,
Should lead a base and vicious life,
With order, law, and right at strife,
How could I, leading men astray,
By such a course, from wisdom's way,
Aught else but condemnation stern
From righteous men and sages earn?
By such a course should I not miss
Both present joy, and heavenly bliss?
The kings their subjects' weal who seek
Should never fail the truth to speak;
Whatever promise once they make,
Though tempted, they should never break.
The good examples rulers give
Direct their people how to live;
For common mortals watch the great,
And all their doings imitate.
A righteous King will rule by truth,
And temper, too, his acts with ruth.
When truth abides its guiding law,
Then kingly sway is free from flaw.
Both gods and holy Seers delight,
In those who practice truth and right;
Though such on earth no bliss attain,
The highest future good they gain.
Good
faith and truth are virtue's root;
From them abundant blessings shoot.
Truth rules supreme on earth, and nought
Surpassing truth can e'er be thought.
All holy rites, all acts austere,
The sacred books which men revere,--
Which duty's laws and forms disclose,--
These books themselves on truth repose.
Why should I then be led astray
My sire's command to disobey?
No fancied good, no dazzling lure,
My sense of right shall e'er obscure,
Or tempt me under foot to tread
My sacred promise to the dead.
From
book of J. Muir; Metrical Translations From Sanskrit writers.
SURAGHO-THE
LONG-LIVED YOGI THE SECRET OF HIS LONGEVITY
QUEEN CHUNDALAI, THE
GREAT YOGIN
THE POWER OF
DHARANA, DHIYANA, AND SAMYAMA YOGA.
THE POWER OF THE
PRANAYAMA YOGA.
KUNDALINI,
THE MOTHER OF THE UNIVERSE.
TO THE KUNDALINI—THE
MOTHER OF THE UNIVERSE.
Yoga Vashist part-1
-or- Heaven Found by Rishi Singh Gherwal
Shakti and Shâkta
-by Arthur Avalon (Sir John Woodroffe),
Mahanirvana Tantra-
All- Chapter -1 Questions relating to
the Liberation of Beings
Tantra
of the Great Liberation
श्वेतकेतु और
उद्दालक, उपनिषद की कहानी, छान्द्योग्यापनिषद,
GVB THE UNIVERSITY OF VEDA
यजुर्वेद
मंत्रा हिन्दी व्याख्या सहित, प्रथम अध्याय 1-10,
GVB THE UIVERSITY OF VEDA
उषस्ति की
कठिनाई, उपनिषद की कहानी, आपदकालेमर्यादानास्ति,
_4 -GVB the uiversity of veda
वैराग्यशतकम्, योगी
भर्तृहरिकृत, संस्कृत काव्य, हिन्दी
व्याख्या, भाग-1, gvb the university of Veda
G.V.B. THE
UNIVERSITY OF VEDA ON YOU TUBE
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इन्द्र औ वृत्त युद्ध- भिष्म का युधिष्ठिर को उपदेश
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संक्षीप्त रामायण की कहानीः-
वैदिक ऋषियों
का सामान्य परिचय-1
वैदिक इतिहास
महाभारत की सुक्ष्म कथाः-
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का सामान्य परिचय-2 –वैदिक ऋषि अंगिरस
वैदिक
विद्वान वैज्ञानिक विश्वामित्र के द्वारा अन्तरिक्ष में स्वर्ग की स्थापना
राजकुमार और
उसके पुत्र के बलिदान की कहानीः-
पुरुषार्थ और विद्या- ब्रह्मज्ञान
संस्कृत के अद्भुत सार गर्भित विद्या श्लोक हिन्दी अर्थ सहित
श्रेष्ट
मनुष्य समझ बूझकर चलता है"
पंचतंत्र- कहानि क्षुद्रवुद्धि गिदण की
कनफ्यूशियस के शिष्य चीनी विद्वान के शब्द। लियोटालस्टा
कहानी माधो चमार की-लियोटलस्टाय
पर्मार्थ कि यात्रा के सुक्ष्म सोपान
जीवन संग्राम -1, मिर्जापुर का परिचय
ASOKA'S MESSAGE TO HIS PEOPLE
Asoka,
the Great, ruled from 222 to 260 B. C.,
embraced the religion, and spread it
over India and far beyond the limits of India. "If a man's fame," says
Kopen, "can be measured, by the number of lips that have mentioned and
still mention him with honor, Asoka is more famous than Charlemagne or
Caesar."
Thus
spake royal Piyadasi,
Of the Gods beloved;
"Grace and righteous exhortation
Have my subjects moved. [p. 186]
For my pastors to the people
Holy lessons sing,--
And my priests to countless thousands
Loving message bring!
I
have spoke to subject peoples,
Precepts I have loved;
I have carved on rock-made pillars,
Lessons I have proved.
Ministers of faith and duty
Have my mandates told;
Spoke to near and distant nations,
Maxims, loved of old!
And
within my spacious empire,
By each highway made,
Figs and mangoes I have planted,
For repose and shade;
Wells I made, for man and cattle,
All that breathe and move,--
But with higher toil constructed
Springs of faith and love!
Scatter
then my royal riches,
Spread my bounty, then,
To the monk and to the toiler,--
To all living men,
To the Brahman and the Sharman,--
To all sects of fame;
Let each clan and corporation
Know Asoka's name!
And
unto my royal bounty,
Others add their store,
For my queens, with queenly mercy,
Help the helpless poor;
And my white-robed, royal children,
Acts of kindness prove,
Charity and Truth and Kindness,
Purity and Love! [p. 187]
Thus,
in ever-growing current,
May our bounty flow,
To the Brahman and the Sharma,--
To the poor and low:
For the humble and the lowly,
Special kindness crave!
May our mercy reach the menial,
Cheer the unchained slave!
Laws
severe, we vainly fashion,
Codes we vainly start;
Gentle teaching, soft persuasion,
Touch the people's heart.
Hence, I carve this loving edict,
Speak these maxims, pure,--
Future
shall work as long as
Sun and moon endure!
Since
I won my father's empire,--
Since this state was mine,
Past are seven and twenty autumns
When I carve this line.
Where 'tis writ on stony pillar,
In this empire, vast,
Unto far and distant ages
May this Edict last!"
Pillar Edict, .
ASOKA'S
MESSAGE TO FOREIGN NATIONS
King
and Victor Piyadasi,
Of the Gods beloved,
O'er the plains of broad Kalinga,
With his army moved.
Hundred thousand men were taken,--
Hundred thousand died;
Righteous sorrow wrung his bosom,
And the Victor cried;
'Brahmans
pure and Sharmans holy,--
Men who toil in life,
Faithful fathers, loving children,--
Husband and the wife;
These to pain and separation,
Slavery and death,
I have doomed, and swept Kalinga
With destruction's breath!
Let
me seek for other trophies,
Win the spoils of faith;
Peace and plenty, not disaster;.
Life and love, not death!
Speak then to my farthest frontiers,
To each distant soil:'
'Warfare ends, the work of mercy,
Henceforth is my toil!
Syria's
monarch, Antiochus,--
Egypt's Ptolemy,--
Macedonian Antigonas,--
Cyrenean Magas, free,--
Alexander of Epiros,--
These five kings of West,
Have received my loving message,--
Gospel true and blest!
Cholas
and the mighty Pandyas,--
Tamba-pannis, meek;
Henaraja-Vismavasis,
And the Bactrain Greek;
Nabhakas and Nabha-pantis,--
Bhojas only stirred;
Andhras and the brave Pulindas,
Have my tidings heard!
Messengers
of Piyadasi
To these lands are sent,--
Grateful kings and listening nations
To
his faith have bent;
Thus I win a brighter conquest,
And a holier fame;
And a more than earthly gladness
Thrills my mortal frame!
Rich
and rare the golden fruitage
Of a life of faith;
Full and ample is the harvest
Gathered after death:
Hence, the monarch Piyadasi.
Carves his sacred line, --
That his royal sons and grandsons
May to faith incline!
That
the kings of earth, hereafter,
May all conquest shun,
Wrought by rapine and by bloodshed,
Deeds of darkness done.
That the monarchs may, hereafter,
Conquer realms by faith;
Fame on earth awaits such conquest,
Glory after death!"
From
the Translation of R. C. Dutt.
Note
by Author--A workable scheme for the League of Nations.
The
night approaches now; hold fast
The lamp of holy knowledge, bright
With ever slowly kindling light,
To guide thee till the gloom is past.
Mahabharata xii. 12064
Om!
Om! Om!
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