What transpired in elections in Gujarat is an an eye opener and it so robustly manifests victory of Narendra Modi. Ashwamedh Yagna is an oriental culture observed by kings and emperers challenging an authority to rule with a claim to centralised power base. As per ritual the power entity releases a free horse throughout the geographical area as a composite Chunauti with the challenge to dispute the authority. If there is no challenge thrown by other forces the master of the horse is declared as a winner and he is called chakraborty. This is symbolic.If the situation culminates like this which has already occurred every thing goes in favour of Modi and he has acquired that status.
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Politics is the last resort of scoundrels, said Charles Lamb and it looks like going on in the gallery talks. Do something and deny the same thing in your next breath and that is how politics is nurtured. The whole country is engrossed only this way. Politicians are free birds and they have the tricks to play their manoevres in the galleries of their hoodlums. More the nonsense more the success. This they say is supposed to succeed and win. This is how they proceed, this is how they succeed of course at the cost of the people of the country.
Celebrations with music, lightings and funfare are here, there and all around decorating the shops and houses even hawkers finishing their Thhelas so colourfully to sumptuously attract their customers.Deepawali is actually celebrated as of goddess Lakahmi, the goddess of money and wealth and for that reason they have more of enthusiasm in celebration of it. It’s day or night lights are glitering althrough 24 hours. Difficult to draw any difference between day and night.Think of those who fail to afford even slightest of the grandeur because of no resource. The rich and welthy owe a thought to remember the poor. PB Shelley thought of them in the following lines of his –
“Smiling they live and call life pleasure -To me that cup has been dealt in snother measure”
A VERY VERY HAPPY DIWALI TO ALL
>(Photograph is symbolic)
Mahatma Buddha was sitting beneath a tree on the bank of Niranjana river. disgusted and exhausted as he was because of the frustration that he was still unable to attain Nirvan, the goal with which he started his long journey.Physically he was a wreck and almost half dead but still in Samaadhi mudra. Some newly married girl named Sujata was on fast with a manauti that if blessed with a male child she would offer kheer to the tree. She was blessed with a male child and she proceeded to the tree with a full fledged group of other women from the village. They were shocked to see a frail human body in samaadhi posture and thought it was the Deity to whom the manauti had to be offered. She did and felt bewildered to find that the Deity opened its eyes. Sujata offered him kheer. Sujata and other women in the group were singing a bhajan sort of song which rang into the ears of the Deity. Original song is supposed to be in Poly language but it briefly translates like this in Hindi:
Veena ke taron ko itna mat khheencho ki woh toot hi jayen
(Don’t twist and strain the wires of the flute so much for the tuning that they break ultimately and every thing flops)
Lord Buddha took it for himself and made up his mind not to overstrain his mental faculties as if life itselt is no more where is the question to pursue the mission. This in turn made Buddha the Lord Buddha