Human Of Bharat - the Freedom that you are enjoying has not come automatically - we had to pay the price by giving away our lives - so please wake up...

Freedom that we enjoy today did not come freely - we had to pay by offering our lives

#wakeup

Human of Bharat

Never Forget 

#whoweare

বন্দী বীর (bondi bir)

by

Rabindranath Tagore

          পঞ্চনদীর তীরে

          বেণী পাকাইয়া শিরে

দেখিতে দেখিতে গুরুর মন্ত্রে

          জাগিয়া উঠেছে শিখড্ড

      নির্মম নির্ভীক।

হাজার কণ্ঠে গুরুজির জয়

          ধ্বনিয়া তুলেছে দিক্‌।

          নূতন জাগিয়া শিখ

নূতন উষার সূর্যের পানে

          চাহিল নির্নিমিখ।

 

          "অলখ নিরঞ্জন'

মহারব উঠে বন্ধন টুটে

          করে ভয়ভঞ্জন।

বক্ষের পাশে ঘন উল্লাসে

          অসি বাজে ঝন্‌ঝন্‌।

পঞ্জাব আজি গরজি উঠিল,

          "অলখ নিরঞ্জন!'

 

          এসেছে সে এক দিন

লক্ষ পরানে শঙ্কা না জানে

          না রাখে কাহারো ঋণ।

জীবন মৃত্যু পায়ের ভৃত্য,

          চিত্ত ভাবনাহীন।

পঞ্চনদীর ঘিরি দশ তীর

          এসেছে সে এক দিন।

 

          দিল্লিপ্রাসাদকূটে

হোথা বারবার বাদশাজাদার

          তন্দ্রা যেতেছে ছুটে।

কাদের কণ্ঠে গগন মন্থ,

          নিবিড় নিশীথ টুটে--

কাদের মশালে আকাশের ভালে

          আগুন উঠেছে ফুটে!

 

          পঞ্চনদীর তীরে

ভক্তদেহের রক্তলহরী

          মুক্ত হইল কি রে!

          লক্ষ বক্ষ চিরে

ঝাঁকে ঝাঁকে প্রাণ পক্ষীসমান

          ছুটে যেন নিজনীড়ে।

          বীরগণ জননীরে

রক্ততিলক ললাটে পরালো

          পঞ্চনদীর তীরে।

 

          মোগল-শিখের রণে

          মরণ-আলিঙ্গনে

কণ্ঠ পাকড়ি ধরিল আঁকড়ি

          দুইজনা দুইজনে।

দংশনক্ষত শ্যেনবিহঙ্গ

          যুঝে ভুজঙ্গ-সনে।

          সেদিন কঠিন রণে

"জয় গুরুজির' হাঁকে শিখ বীর

          সুগভীর নিঃস্বনে।

মত্ত মোগল রক্তপাগল

          "দীন্‌ দীন্‌' গরজনে।

 

          গুরুদাসপুর গড়ে

বন্দী যখন বন্দী হইল

      তুরানি সেনার করে,

সিংহের মতো শৃঙ্খল গত

          বাঁধি লয়ে গেল ধরে

          দিল্লিনগর-'পরে।

বন্দা সমরে বন্দী হইল

          গুরুদাসপুর গড়ে।

 

সম্মুখে চলে মোগল-সৈন্য

          উড়ায়ে পথের ধূলি,

ছিন্ন শিখের মুণ্ড লইয়া

          বর্শাফলকে তুলি।

শিখ সাত শত চলে পশ্চাতে,

          বাজে শৃঙ্খলগুলি।

রাজপথ-'পরে লোক নাহি ধরে,

          বাতায়ন যায় খুলি।

শিখ গরজয়, "গুরুজির জয়'

          পরানের ভয় ভুলি।

মোগলে ও শিখে উড়ালো আজিকে

          দিল্লিপথের ধূলি।

 

পড়ি গেল কাড়াকাড়ি,

আগে কেবা প্রাণ করিবেক দান

তারি লাগি তাড়াতাড়ি।

দিন গেলে প্রাতে ঘাতকের হাতে

          বন্দীরা সারি সারি

"জয় গুরুজির' কহি শত বীর

          শত শির দেয় ডারি।

 

সপ্তাহকালে সাত শত প্রাণ

          নিঃশেষ হয়ে গেলে

বন্দার কোলে কাজি দিল তুলি

          বন্দার এক ছেলে।

কহিল, "ইহারে বধিতে হইবে

          নিজহাতে অবহেলে।'

          দিল তার কোলে ফেলে

কিশোর কুমার, বাঁধা বাহু তার,

          বন্দার এক ছেলে।

 

          কিছু না কহিল বাণী,

বন্দা সুধীরে ছোটো ছেলেটিরে

      লইল বক্ষে টানি।

ক্ষণকালতরে মাথার উপরে

      রাখে দক্ষিণ পাণি,

শুধু একবার চুম্বিল তার

      রাঙা উষ্ণীষখানি।

 

তার পরে ধীরে কটিবাস হতে

      ছুরিকা খসায়ে আনি

      বালকের মুখ চাহি

"গুরুজির জয়' কানে কানে কয়,

      "রে পুত্র, ভয় নাহি।'

নবীন বদনে অভয় কিরণ

          জ্বলি উঠি উৎসাহি

কিশোর কণ্ঠে কাঁপে সভাতল

          বালক উঠিল গাহি

"গুরুজির জয়! কিছু নাহি ভয়'

          বন্দার মুখ চাহি।

 

বন্দা তখন বামবাহুপাশ

      জড়াইল তার গলে,

দক্ষিণ করে ছেলের বক্ষে

        ছুরি বসাইল বলেড্ড

"গুরুজির জয়' কহিয়া বালক

        লুটালো ধরণীতলে।

        সভা হল নিস্তব্ধ

বন্দার দেহ ছিঁড়িল ঘাতক

        সাঁড়াশি করিয়া দগ্ধ।

স্থির হয়ে বীর মরিল, না করি'

    একটি কাতর শব্দ।

দর্শনজন মুদিল নয়ন,

    সভা হল নিস্তব্ধ।

Translation

On the banks of the rivers five,

His locks coiled upon his head,

Has risen the Sikh

Inspired by his Gurus' writ

With unrelenting tread.

Waver or fear he does not.

"Hail the Gurus," the quarters resound

With the cry that rises

From voices that in thousands abound.

Thus has the Sikh risen,

His gaze fixated unblinking

Upon the new sun of dawn.

"Alakh Niranjan," -

The great cry breaks all fetters,

Scatters all fears.

While close to the breast,

With a joy so great,

Rattles the sword.

Today, all Punjab raises the roar

"Alakh Niranjan."

Today is the day

When a million hearts

Know no doubts

Nor bear any debts.

Life and death

Are as slaves at their feet

Of all worries are their spirits freed.

Such a day has arrived indeed

Upon the ten banks bounding

The rivers five.

Upon the ramparts

Of the palace in Delhi

The Emperor worries

Unable to sleep -

'Whose voices churn the heavens,

Shatter the night so silent and deep,

The fire from whose torches

The brow of the sky scorches?'

On the banks of the rivers five

Gushes blood devout

From a million hearts so stout.

As flocks of birds, souls so many

Rush to their nests.

The mothers of the braves

With blood anoint their brows

Upon the banks of the rivers five.

In war, each other

Mughal and Sikh face,

And fall

Clasping in a death embrace.

One the other battles

As a falcon, poison rent,

Battles a serpent.

In fray so terrible that day

"Victory to the Gurus," the brave Sikhs say,

The cry from a deep store of peace hails.

While the Mughal, blood maddened,

"Deen, Deen" yells.

At the fort in Gurdaspur

Was Banda captured

By the Turani legion.

Chaining him

As they will a lion

Delhi's road they take.

Thus of Banda in battle

A prisoner did they make.

The Mughal soldiers lead the way,

Upon the road, clouds of dust appear.

The severed heads of Sikhs they display

Impaled upon spears.

Seven hundred Sikhs, their chains rattling,

In the soldiers' wake walk following.

Multitudes gather by the way, jostling for space,

Many windows are thrown open, many eyes gaze.

The Sikhs roar, "Victory to the Gurus,"

For their own lives, they do not sorrow.

Thus, today,

Mughal and Sikh walk Delhi's way

The Sikhs jostle in impatience

To be the first to die,

As a day ends,

And night draws nigh

Line they up and at terminator's hands

Saying "Victory to the Gurus"

A hundred braves give up their hundred heads.

Thus, a week was past

And the seven hundredth life

Was taken at last.

Then a Qazi put on Banda's lap

One of his sons.

"With unconcern

Must you slay your son,"

The Qazi said.

With these words, his hands fettered,

Was Banda his little son given.

Banda's speech lay at rest.

Tenderly, his little son

He drew to his breast.

For a moment, he put his right hand upon the boy's head,

Once Banda kissed his turban red.

Then from his girdle

He pulled his dagger.

Looking upon his son, "Victory to the Gurus,"

Banda whispered in his ear,

"Fear not my son," said he.

That form so new

Shone with fervour.

A song from that young voice flew

Over the court which was a-tremor.

"Victory to the Gurus, all fear is a mirage,"

Sang the little boy

Looking at Banda's visage.

Then Banda curled his left arm

Around the boy's neck.

While his right hand, unwavering, firm

With a dagger did the child's breast rake.

"Victory to the Gurus," the child cried

And fell upon the earth and died.

The court stood silent!

Banda's form

The terminator did rend

With heated tongs.

Banda died a death stoic,

Not once did the brave moan,

He was a man heroic.

Not once did Banda in pain cry.

Of the onlookers,

Horror shut every eye

In stunned silence, the court watched by...

The Vaimanika Shastra -the ancient #Sanskrit textbooks on aeroplane...

Hey, Human of the Universe,

if you think, Aeroplane was discovered by Wright Brothers,

Please hold your breath.

 You have no idea - who we are.

The new face in the global order of knowledge...

#VishwaguruBharat

Read ON....

We are here to reclaim our position in the new world order...

Come ON.... the Humans of Bharat...

reclaim #whoyouare - the progeny of great saints and Kshatriya like Lord Rama, Lord Krishna, Arjuna, Karna, Bhisma and so many...

 

Here we go...

Please don't make the voice of science silent...

And here we go...

If we don't learn a lesson from the #History, History will repeat itself...

धर्मो रक्षति रक्षितः

 

Chanakya (c.350 - c.275 BC) 

also known as 

Kautilya

is one of the earliest known political thinkers and kingmakers in the literal sense of the word.

The commonly told tale is that after Chanakya was humilated by the Nandas, and chandragupta being thrown out of the nanda army, chanakya was walking in a forest when the kusa grass hurt him by tripping him over. Since the grass is extremely difficult to uproot, people let it grow without destroying it but chanakya poured sugar syrup on the grass. When Chandragupta asked him why, Chanakya replied that he was making the root of the grass sweet which will attract ants and the ants will destroy the grass. And that did happen. When asked why a simple grass was being destroyed for vegenance, Chanakya replied that everyone owes a duty to the society by removing noxious things, and he would remove even a king if the king adopted adharma. Seeing Chanakya's intelligence and foresight, Chandragupta asked to be accepted as a disciple.

Chanakya entered the palace of the Nandas. He saw ten gold plates and thrones. He was told that nine were for the eight Nanda princes (who were brothers) and their father Sarvarthasiddhi. The tenth was for the most learned person in Vedas. It was occupied by Subandhu, whose incompetence was widely known. Chanakya sat down in the tenth throne. The nine princes and Subandhu entered the place and noticed Chanakya sitting on the throne. The youngest two brothers, Sukalpa and Dhanananda, asked him to get up and leave. Chanakya replies, 'I am the most qualified for the tenth throne. It is my right to sit on it. If subandhu defeats me in a literary debate, I will readily step down.'

The princes become angry but Chanakya remains calm and continues his request for a debate. Sukalpa insults him by calling him a monkey but Chanakya continues to be calm and says that the duty of the king is obey the dharma. Since the tenth throne is to be given to the most learned man, it is dharmic that a contest be held. Further, Chanakya notes that he may be black like a monkey but scholars are noted for what is in them.

The princes get angry and ask the guards to throw him out by pulling him by the tuft of the hair. At this instance, Chanakya takes the famous oath, 'I will not tie my tuft of hair until I uproot the whole Nanda dynasty and establish dharma in magadha. Rulers like you have spoiled Bharat. The tuft of hair which you arrogantly pull now will be like a serpent which comes back to bite you.'

The lesson that should be learned from the first paragraph of this write-up - is especially important for the next Prime Minister Candidate of #Bharat - Yogi Maharaj...

Just don't shut down the madrasas...

But destroy it completely in the Chanakya way 

so that they cannot pop up again...

Enjoy the poem written and recited by my wife...

#Reema

Viswase Milaye Bostu - Tarke Bohudur - Conviction - Faith - Trust

First... let me take care of the prelude on the very basic subject - missing trust in society...

one major lesson I learned while working in the corporate sector - is that there is a major problem of trust among the employees. u will feel it if u work in a big corporate head office - mainly where the major decisions are usually taken inside the ac room - taken by top bosses - who hardly have any ground-level knowledge - and the decision is pushed through the throats of the lower level officials and then ultimately the consumers.

whereas it should have been from the bottom up and not from the top to bottom.

for example, a guy who is doing sales on the roads, interacting day-to-day with real-life customers hardly plays any role in the major decision-making policy of a corporate house.

the result?

the employees just lose the basic purpose - why they do - why they struggle each and every day - for whom - just for earning the bread and butter for their family members?

so when I raised this issue in the USA, that might sound ridiculous to the corporate people of the USA, that if an employee feels an emotional attachment with the policy of the companies - or maybe if they think whatever they do is actually adding some values - and not just to be thrown away in the dustbin- they would perform better - i got the answer as - okay - the company might vanish - u ll change the organization - but your family will always be your family - so it's better not to be emotionally attached to an organization.

then I iterated the old ethos of employees from TISCO, Jamshedpur - how they think of Rushi Modi or Tata - as facilitators for whom they are able to flourish - a different kind of attitude towards the top bosses - but frankly speaking, I got a cold shoulder for making such a statement.

maybe, I came from a very small town where it was just absolutely normal to keep your babies in the house of a neighbor - if u need to go shopping or whatever - that's why this kind of so-called lower middle-class thought process has "polluted" my mind - and hence nobody actually did any efforts to make me a friend in my careers in the corporate world.

in fact, I got a very strong message that

बुद्धिर्यस्य बलं तस्य निर्बुद्धेश्च कुतो बलम् ।

वने सिंहो यदोन्मत्तः मशकेन निपातितः ॥

and spent my whole corporate life 

thinking

am I a moron?

or

is it that modern society suffers from the basic amount of #trust among each other?

Sometimes, one has to walk alone to establish #Truth

The English Translation of the song

If they pay no heed to your call walk on your own.

Walk alone, walk alone, walk alone, walk all alone.

If none speaks, o wretched one,

If all turn their face away and cower in silence—

Then open out your heart

dear one, speak out your mind, voice alone.

If everyone spurns, o wretched one

If all leave you in the lurch in the wilderness

Then trample the trail of thorns

With your blood-stained feet alone, on your own.

If no one holds up a light, o wretched one

And bolts the doors on a dark, stormy night

Then in the lightning fire of pain

Kindle your own heart and keep it burning bright alone.

Today I'd like to explain why I like the management policy of Modiji based on #viswas - #trust -  and how it matches my way of thinking.

when I was in class V, there was a librarian called Sundarbabu in my school

one day, he narrated a story - Viswase milaye bostu... tarke bohudur

the meaning - is the first one has to have tremendous faith and conviction before he achieves something - and once he starts doubting - it never comes to his reach

then he narrated about Swami Vivekananda and Ramakrishna

meeting in which Swamiji asked the #guru 

can u show me, God

the guru replied - sure.100 percent

so just try to understand - the conviction of the #guru - the faith in his own power and connection with the almighty #maakaali -when he uttered such a statement to one of the most logical-minded, well-read young #notanotherbrickinthewall kind of fellow.

and the most interesting part is that after that, Swamiji accepted Ramakrishna as his #guru 

so, as u can see

every relationship first must start with the viswas - the trust - in fact, the blind trust - it should not be judged by mere logic.

and all throughout my personal life - I did the exact same thing while interacting with others - I always believed in starting or making friendships with absolute trust - viswas

I was cheated many times - many people termed me as an asshole, stupid, moron, emotional fool, and whatnot

it shattered my basis of the characteristic - the viswas - the trust

and after that I had to suffer a lot in my personal life - I lost a major portion of my life with this polluted, muddy nature of myself - which I am really not.

my basic nature was broken - and I became someone else

at last - left everything - and started keeping the trust in #lordshiva and other powerful personalities like #lordkrishna #lordrama - the story of whom made my character during childhood - the kind of narrative psychology as you know in modern medical science.

in fact, started living a secluded life - always remain  happy in my own world - don't depend on anybody else, and will live the rest of my life doing 

#kartabya - the #PURPOSE  - the #duty - as a #dad, as a #guru of my young son #ridit - making him capable of taking a role in the nation-building 

and for that whoever helps me

will be ready to accept that - 

as if this is the ultimate duty to my #LordShiva 

here is my write-up on this called 

#renunciation

A message of Swamiji's Wisdom to the modern day medical practitioners...

 Just a few days back, it was the death anniversary of one of the greatest freedom fighters of Bharat - Bagha Jatin.

As I spend much of my time trying to understand where and how we had been defeated and what could be the remedy to uplift our youth of Bharat from this moribund situation - I read on the Internet about the detailed upbringing and what exactly made them so much formidable that even the so-called modern educated British administration used to be afraid of them.

So, here we go. An excerpt from Wiki about the young Bagha Jatin - in Kolkata.

"

After passing the Entrance examination in 1895 from Krishnanagar Anglo-vernacular School (A.V. School), Jatin joined Calcutta Central College (now Khudiram Bose College), to study Fine Arts. At the same time, he took lessons in steno typing with Mr. Atkinson: this was a new qualification opening the possibilities of a coveted career. Soon he started visiting Swami Vivekananda, whose social thought, and especially his vision of a politically independent India – indispensable for the spiritual progress of humanity – had a great influence on Jatin. The Master taught him the art of conquering libido before raising a batch of young volunteers "with iron muscles and nerves of steel", to serve miserable compatriots during famines, epidemics, and floods and running clubs for "man-making" in the context of a nation under foreign domination. They soon assisted Sister Nivedita, the Swami's Irish disciple, in this venture. According to J. E. Armstrong, Superintendent of the Colonial Police, Jatin "owed his preeminent position in revolutionary circles, not only to his qualities of leadership but in great measure to his reputation of being a Brahmachari with no thought beyond the revolutionary cause."^[5] Noticing his ardent desire to die for a cause, Swami Vivekananda sent Jatin to the Gymnasium of Ambu Guha where he himself had practiced wrestling. Jatin met here, among others, Sachin Banerjee, son of Yogendra Vidyabhushan (a popular author of biographies like Mazzini and Garibaldi), who turned into Jatin's mentor. In 1900, his uncle Lalit Kumar married Vidyabhushan's daughter.

Fed up with the colonial system of education, Jatin left for Muzaffarpore in 1899, as secretary of barrister Pringle Kennedy, founder, and editor of the Trihoot Courrier. He was impressed by this historian: through his editorials and from the Congress platform, he showed how urgent it was to have an Indian National Army and to react against the British squandering of the Indian budget to safeguard their interests in China and elsewhere.

"

Please pay attention to the highlighted portion of the text.

It was Swamiji's one major suggestion to the young generation to have a controlled libido and spend all the energy in the right direction.

Now let us juxtapose this same technique and try to understand how and where we failed.

As I was discussing openly this way of teaching to a group of people - all very well-built- kind of military commando type physique - i explained it my way.

Swamiji knew that the young body works as a powerful engine - creating a lot of energy - continuously.

Now if we don't disseminate that energy - we will burst.

There are two ways we can disseminate that energy.

By absolute physical hard work - like outdoor games - wrestling - swimming - playing football - and all such things - the way I grew up during my childhood. And if the energy is disseminated this way - the libido will be naturally controlled - and we don't have to do any significant research on this matter. 

So I discussed my own health during my childhood and told them - actually I never spent a lot of time thinking about this sexist matter - and in fact, I was absolutely naive about a lot of stuff - maybe like how a woman should dress to physically attract a friend and all such matter and it was my natural way of talking to a woman as if she is just a normal partner - not exactly a female friend.

And when I spoke about this thing to all those well-built people who were listening - they were somehow nodding and maybe thinking about the way of their own upbringing.

Now there were a few young boys in our locality who had a very good financial background and came from a strong so-called influential family. But they never used to participate in real-life outdoor games. And I am sorry to say, these boys were somehow attracted to this sex part of human life and they spent a lot of time discussing just that.

Now, come the early '90's of Bharat and we saw the proliferation of cable TV in each and every bedroom of this great nation. The result of this on the public health of the youth of Bharat was catastrophic. I remember, when I used to visit my hometown at Purulia, I felt sad that hardly anybody is playing outside the way we used to flock at the playground and hardly any of our discussions were related to sex or rather sexy women. So the youth detached themselves from the playground and started spending time in front of the TV. At the same time, rudimentary Computer Games started coming to the corner of Bharat.

The result was really catastrophic.

The body of the young generation - which was continuously producing high levels of energy in the body - did not have any other option but to release itself through the libido power of the young body. And significantly, just this was the time when the VCR industry proliferated and the VIDEO parlors started showing the Blue Film in a clandestine manner - and our young generation - without the right guidance simply got attracted towards it - and the damage was done in front of our eyes.

And the same tradition is continuing till today at Bharat.

The young generation is out of touch with the real outdoor games - all spending their valuable time in the virtual world - and releasing their high level of energy through libido power and hence there is so much proliferation in the Internet blue film industry.

As at Purulia, when i visit a nice park that came out of late as a good place for people who are seeking good health - I will tell you the reality and, we will have to look at it very seriously

I have made a friend circle with some of the octogenarian (mostly above the 70s) group people and I feel very happy when they take it as their bragging rights -

Sir, we are living and we have not taken any medicines as such till today and I celebrate their achievements. This group of people has formed their own laughing club and they do freehand exercise and spend a lot of time chit-chatting with one another.

The next level of people whom I observe are from my age group - around 40 to 50 - with very good dress sense - mostly having a weak physical structure - a kind of typical intellectual - they do just morning walk.

The other few guys I have interacted with are absolute commando-style physiques - they do real hard work and have tremendous strong physiques.

The other few guys I have observed are from the age group of 13 - 17 years- all come with a mobile phone - just sit on the benches - and browse through the mobile device - take a selfie and kinds of stuff we usually find from the modern young generation.

Can u imagine the damage that is gradually happening to the modern society of Bharat and the global people in general?

We have started living our lives in the virtual world.

So when you see the fatty health minister of the UK and feel like mocking her

"abey tu pahle aapna health dekh. 

phir dusro ka khayal rakhna"

because these people will simply be used as a mole to sell the medicines of modern pharmaceutical industries and the decision of the public health will be taken by a few absolutely unhealthy people at #Davos.

Last but not least - let's watch some of the 70+years people from #Bharat - who were very excited to tell me the #truth 

"We are this much healthy even almost without taking any medicines throughout our lives"

Frankly speaking, this should be the motto of the Doctors' community

Creating a society where people remain healthy without taking many medicines - and not the other way around...

#Enjoy...

And now compare the above senior citizens of Bharat claiming it as their bragging right to be healthy without medicines to the video shown below - where people in the USA and EU are dying unnaturally and there is a significant spike in the mortality rates across the US and EU.

Sabkuch dikhta nahi hain - Not everything is visible

And for all the medical professionals - who are pissed off by 

the revelation of 

#Truth 

Here we go

The human race is not supposed to be the test bed for billionaires doing meeting meeting khel and dramabaji at #davos  

So the  Humans of the UNIVERSE - please wake up before it's too late and beware of the great lizard show of this UNIVERSE...

And last, but not least - a message from a Dad to the globalists - please spare the children of the #UNIVERSE - don't make them the medical guinea pigs - for God's sake - let them live a life full of possibilities

And for all the globalists of #Davos - the more you try to control the human of the UNIVERSE with AI, the more you will fail.

Human is not a machine to be taught using AI - #lordshiva has already sent us along with the necessary life skills - you can do the magaj dhulay or brainwashing for only a bare minimum percentage of people

Human of UNIVERSE - wake up - open your eyes and enjoy life.

Education is the manifestation of perfection already in MAN

And here we go...

Listen from the horse's mouth - the inventor of mRNA - 

Dr. Robert Malone...

The globalists at #Davos - how long will you be able to silence the voice of the #HumanOfUniverse - we are all waking up - together - feel the vibe...

The #business that is called #COVID - from a commercial #POV - unlike the #POV of the geo-political power snatching game...

And here is for the Human Of the Universe - the teaser - the vaccination

Reclaiming #WhoWeAre

Charaiveti... Charaiveti... dedicated to Palki Upadhyaya Sharma

Charaiveti Mantra: For Walkers, Joggers, and, Movers & Shakers

mantra, meditation, pilgrimage, yoga

Charaiveti Mantra (33.3) is from ‘Aitreya Brahman’

The mantra is not used as a prayer and can be considered as an aphorism that is an applied aspect of spiritual thoughts in line with ‘Walk the Talk’.

It is a set of 5 mantras, each ending with ‘charaiveti’ which means ‘keep walking'

1.

नानाश्रान्ताय श्रीरस्तीति रोहित शुश्रुम ।

पापो नृषद्वरो जन इन्द्र इच्चरतः सखा चरैवेति ॥

2.

पुष्पिण्यौ चरतो जङ्घे भूष्णुरात्मा फलग्रहिः ।

शेरेऽस्य सर्वे पाप्मानः श्रमेण प्रपथे हतश्चरैवेति ॥

3.

आस्ते भग आसीनस्योर्ध्वस्तिष्ठति तिष्ठतः ।

शेते निपद्यमानस्य चराति चरतो भगश्चरैवेति ॥

4.

कलिः शयानो भवति संजिहानस्तु द्वापरः ।

उत्तिष्ठस्त्रेता भवति कृतं संपाद्यते चरंश्चरैवेति ॥

5.

चरन् वै मधु विन्दति चरन् स्वादुमुदुम्बरम् ।

सूर्यस्य पश्य श्रेमाणं यो न तन्द्रयते चरंश्चरैवेति ॥

The last one is not only the most important of the five mantras but also it is the crux of the whole of the scripture of ‘Aitreya Brahman’. A loose transliteration is given below.

“A man on the move gets to enjoy honey and Udambar like delicious fruits. Sun is seen with respect because it isn’t lazy despite moving all the time. Like that, one should also) keep walking, keep walking.”

to celebrate the eternal motion of #bharat - the oldest civilization - the rhythm, the grace, the music ...

going through the roads of the interior villages of #bharat - to experience the joy of the journey - the real success - from where we started and where we are now - and to ensure - that in the evening when the sun is just set for the day - and it will again rise tomorrow to continue the journey with new #hope - to enlighten the #universe - as the real #vishwaguru

“चरैवेति चरैवेति” - keep walking - because the motion is the life - we need to move on to keep the balance of life...