A message to billionaire like BallGates - first purify yourself before acting like a philanthropist - the Golden Mongoose story of Mahabharata

The message from the #nemo of the society to fake philanthropists like BallGates - first get yourself purified and then claim the "philanthropist" title.

For the children of Baharat, Ball Gates can't be termed a philanthropist - because he is a mere opportunist.

So, know this philancapitalist well...

Here we go...

The Real Ball Gates...

All of us grew up listening to the following story of Mahabharata. 

Tata sir was chosen as the greatest philanthropist for a specific reason. Ballgates probably bought the second spot.

Come clean - Ballgates sir

Everybody now knows who you really are

The Golden Mongoose

On completion of the Kurukshetra war in the Mahabharata, Yudhisthira was crowned the King of Hastinapur. He wished to perform a yagna for the well-being of his subjects. The yagna was conducted in a grand manner with expensive and precious gifts given away to all the subjects. Everyone in the Kingdom felt that it was one of the grandest yagnas ever witnessed. As people were praising the yagna and their King Yudhisthira they saw a small mongoose that had a strange body. One side of it looked normal like any other mongoose but the other side of it gleamed like pure gold. They saw it rolling on the floor and repeatedly looking at its body as if it expected some change to occur but nothing happened. Everyone was stunned when the mongoose spoke and then looked at Yudhisthira and the people and said that there was nothing impressive about this yagna and it was merely a show and nothing else. Hearing the mongoose’s words Yudhisthira was pained and wondered why it should be so when he had so painstakingly followed the rules of the yagna and given away charity to the poor and needy. The mongoose then addressed everyone and said that it would relate a story and they could decide for themselves.

The Story

Once upon a time long ago in a small village lived a poor man with his wife, son, and daughter-in-law. Though they were extremely poor and lived a hand-to-mouth existence they were pious in nature and bore all vicissitudes of life with patience and equanimity. Once, a great famine struck the village. Being already poor the family suffered greatly. The man went out and managed to procure a little rice with great difficulty. His wife and daughter-in-law cooked the food and divided it into four portions one for each of them. As they sat down to eat they heard a knock at their door. Opening it they found a weary traveler half dead with fatigue and hunger. Immediately welcoming the man inside and allowing him to wash and rest the man without any hesitation offered the traveler his share of food. But after eating, his hunger seemed unappeased. His wife then came forward and offered her share of the meal. Her husband was reluctant but she said that she could not eat while her husband was starving. When the traveler still remained hungry his son said that it was his duty of the son to fulfill the wishes of his parents and gladly gave away his portion. Finally, the daughter in law too gave away her portion of food saying that she too wanted to take part in this great sacrifice that all her family members were participating in. While the mongoose was relating the story a great hush fell over the assembly hall of King Yudhisthira. The mongoose continued the story and said that suddenly there was a brilliant light and the Gods who had come in the guise of the traveler appeared before the poor family and blessed all of them granting them liberation saying that they had performed the greatest Yagna of all. The mongoose which had been passing by the house looking for food accidentally fell on some scrap of food that had remained on the floor after being offered to the traveler.  It was amazing to find that side of the body turned to gold. Since there was no more food left the mongoose said that it has been wandering to all yagnas in the hope that there would be another such great yagna where the other side of the body too could be transformed into gold. It even tried the same thing in King Yudhisthira’s yagna but was disappointed with the results. Thus it concluded that Yudhisthira’s yagna could not have been as great as that of the poor man and his family. Saying this, the mongoose vanished from the scene. The mongoose was actually Lord Dharma who had been cursed in an earlier birth and could regain his original form only if he humbled a person who was an embodiment of Dharma.

Yudhisthira’s realization

Yudhisthira realized that not all the riches and wealth given away in sacrifice could compensate for purity of heart and selflessness. Though an embodiment of Dharma himself, he realized that one has to always be vigilant against the passions of pride, power, etc which could cause the downfall of even the most virtuous of men.

Conclusion

The story of the mongoose is a beautiful story in Indian mythology and folklore which emphasizes that it is the quality of feeling that is important and not the quantity that is of great importance in life. The moral lessons of life can be learned even from humble birds and beasts and not always only from realized saints and sages. One only needs a discerning eye and a humble disposition to attain this supreme knowledge.

The same message is there in the poem called 

শ্রেষ্ঠ ভিক্ষা (shreshtho bhikkha)

শ্রেষ্ঠ ভিক্ষা (shreshtho bhikkha)

অবদানশতক

 

অনাথপিণ্ডদ বুদ্ধের একজন প্রধান শিষ্য ছিলেন

 

"প্রভু বুদ্ধ লাগি আমি ভিক্ষা মাগি,

ওগো পুরবাসী, কে রয়েছে জাগি,

অনাথপিণ্ডদ কহিলা অম্বুদ-

                   নিনাদে।

সদ্য মেলিতেছে তরুণ তপন

আলস্যে অরুণ সহাস্য লোচন

শ্রাবস্তীপুরীর গগনলগন

                   প্রাসাদে।

বৈতালিকদল সুপ্তিতে শয়ান

এখনো ধরে নি মাঙ্গলিক গান,

দ্বিধাভরে পিক মৃদু কুহুতান

                   কুহরে।

ভিক্ষু কহে ডাকি, "হে নিদ্রিত পুর,

দেহো ভিক্ষা মোরে, করো নিদ্রা দূর'--

সুপ্ত পৌরজন শুনি সেই সুর

                   শিহরে।

সাধু কহে, "শুন, মেঘ বরিষার

নিজেরে নাশিয়া দেয় বৃষ্টিধার,

সর্ব ধর্মমাঝে ত্যাগধর্ম সার

                   ভুবনে।'

কৈলাসশিখর হতে দূরাগত

ভৈরবের মহাসংগীতের মতো

সে বাণী মন্দ্রিল সুখতন্দ্রারত

                   ভবনে।

রাজা জাগি ভাবে বৃথা রাজ্য ধন,

গৃহী ভাবে মিছা তুচ্ছ আয়োজন,

অশ্রু অকারণে করে বিসর্জন

                   বালিকা।

যে ললিত সুখে হৃদয় অধীর

মনে হল তাহা গত যামিনীর

স্খলিত দলিত শুষ্ক কামিনীর

                   মালিকা।

বাতায়ন খুলে যায় ঘরে ঘরে,

ঘুমভাঙা আঁখি ফুটে থরে থরে

অন্ধকার পথ কৌতূহলভরে

                   নেহারি।

"জাগো, ভিক্ষা দাও' সবে ডাকি ডাকি

সুপ্ত সৌধে তুলি নিদ্রাহীন আঁখি

শূন্য রাজবাটে চলেছে একাকী

                   ভিখারি।

ফেলি দিল পথে বণিকধনিকা

মুঠি মুঠি তুলি রতনকণিকা--

কেহ কণ্ঠহার, মাথার মণিকা

                   কেহ গো।

ধনী স্বর্ণ আনে থালি পূরে পূরে,

সাধু নাহি চাহে, পড়ে থাকে দূরে--

ভিক্ষু কহে, "ভিক্ষা আমার প্রভুরে

                   দেহো গো।'

বসনে ভূষণে ঢাকি গেল ধূলি,

কনকে রতনে খেলিল বিজুলি,

সন্ন্যাসী ফুকারে লয়ে শূন্য ঝুলি

                   সঘনে--

"ওগো পৌরজন, করো অবধান,

ভিক্ষুশ্রেষ্ঠ তিনি বুদ্ধ ভগবান,

দেহো তারে নিজ সর্বশ্রেষ্ঠ দান

                   যতনে।'

ফিরে যায় রাজা, ফিরে যায় শেঠ,

মিলে না প্রভুর যোগ্য কোনো ভেট,

বিশাল নগরী লাজে রহে হেঁট-

                   আননে।

রৌদ্র উঠে ফুটে, জেগে উঠে দেশ,

মহানগরীর পথ হল শেষ,

পুরপ্রান্তে সাধু করিলা প্রবেশ

                   কাননে।

দীন নারী এক ভূতলশয়ন

না ছিল তাহার অশন ভূষণ,

সে আসি নমিল সাধুর চরণ-

                   কমলে।

অরণ্য-আড়ালে রহি কোনোমতে

একমাত্র বাস নিল গাত্র হতে,

বাহুটি বাড়ায়ে ফেলি দিল পথে

                   ভূতলে।

ভিক্ষু ঊর্ধ্বভুজে করে জয়নাদ--

কহে, "ধন্য মাতঃ, করি আশীর্বাদ,

মহাভিক্ষুকের পুরাইলে সাধ

                   পলকে।'

চলিলা সন্ন্যাসী ত্যজিয়া নগর

ছিন্ন চীরখানি লয়ে শিরোপর

সঁপিতে বুদ্ধের চরণনখর-

                    আলোকে।

The Humans of the UNIVERSE - join the dots and don't remain a blindfolded fool - The NORD STREAM saga getting unfolded...

The NORD STREAM Saga - getting unfolded

Wake up - The Humans of the UNIVERSE...

From the dots joiner - Humans of the UNIVERSE - join the dots and see through the ugly game of UkraineRussia war...

Wake up...

The Humans of UNIVERSE...

Sabkuch dikhta nahi hai,..

Don't remain a blindfolded fool anymore...

Join the dots...

Go back to the Ukrain coup in 2014, the NATO expansion and Ukraine-Russia war, the Minsk agreement, the COVID-19, the Davos, the WEF, the WTO, the WHO, the ESG, the withdrawal of USA troops from Afghanistan, the China-Taiwan-USA conflict, the murder of Japanese PM Abe Sir and the remilitarization of Japan, the geopolitical power game, the return of the Israeli strongman as the PM, the imminent death of #petrodollar, the de-dollarization process, the birth of Central Bank Digital Currency and the death of currency USA dollars in the forms of paper notes, the #globalists, and their agenda, the Gates Foundation, the Soros and their ugly promoters - the #philancapitalists, the artificial meats, blood, eggs, the vaccine politics, the sudden death of the cattle, the Netherland farmers' plight, the Canada truckers' movement, the FTX scam, the collapse of the USA small banks and the gain of the large banks, the recent French pension protest, the surge of Islam in Europe and the ugly hunger of the Islamic power to grab the center stage in Canada and then USA in the garb of refugees and moreover the cluelessness of the West and Europe about this side of Islam and above all their relationships with the #deepstate.

All are somehow interconnected...

The only thing is that one must know how to join the invisible dots...

Get an uncluttered mind and see through the smog of the affairs of the UNIVERSE...

Humans of Bengal - are we doing justice to the legacy that was bestowed upon us by our forefathers

Wake up call for the Humans of Bengal

Come ON!!!

Showcase your natural intellectual capacity to the UNIVERSE

Acharya P.C. Ray does not need any introduction for the intellectuals of Bharat

However, many of us just don't know how to celebrate our own people unless the humans abroad start celebrating them.

There are many examples of such willful blindness by the humans of Bharat.

Swami Vivekananda became famous in Bharat only after his success in Chicago

Rabindranath Tagore became a household name in Bharat only after he was conferred with the noble prize...

So... The Humans of Bengal...

Come ON...

You have already wasted a major part of your timeline after Bharat got rid of the Britishers in useless activities of Naxalism, and Marxism, and became wrongly influenced by history which was essentially not part of Bharatiya culture.

So... Please... No more wastage of your precious lifetime

Wake up and reclaim #whoyouare

Here are the Books written by Acharya P.C.Ray almost a century ago for the Humans of the UNIVERSE

Read... 

Read...

A History of Hindu Chemistry Vol I

A History of Hindu Chemistry Vol II

What does a parent need - an AI enabled transhuman kid or a naturally immune healthy kid with natural intelligence

The #WEF2023 proceedings...

The last thing that I, as an engineer needs is to trust technologies more than a human.

The trust deficit is among the different stakeholders of society. The people whom we used to adore like the medical doctors, the justice system, and the teachers or the Gurus, we can't trust anymore in modern times.

And please don't fill up this deficit by trusting the AI-enabled robots or transhumans of society.

We need emotion to be alive. If we cut out that emotion from life, life will be just like a robot.

We need trustworthy close friends and relatives to thrive and no transhuman robot can fill that need.

Here is my earlier write-up on the missing trust among the people...

Read... Read...

Let's discard Unity in Diversity - and embrace Unity in Unison... - part II

 

For Bharat to be United for long, we need to break the backbone of the #breakindia forces.

However, at the same time, we need to put each and every corner of Bharat on some sort of commonalities.

In this fast-moving age of information - this is essential.

Without that, the dream of a United Bharat may not long last.

I strongly support the Sanskrit language becoming such a common denominator for every nook and corner of Bharat.

Let Sanskrit be that common thread uniting Bharat - from Kashmir to Kanyakumari.

To ward off the evil forces of #breakindia - we badly need it.

Watch the video and try to map it in the context of Bharat where so much diversities are becoming a nightmare for Bharat to remain united.

In Bharat, we have seen the ugly face of infighting and we had to pay a heavy price for this infighting...

Remember...

United we stand.... divided we fall...

Hey God - don't protect me - rather make me fearless so that I can take the Bull by the horns...

I remember, I used to sing this song very often during my childhood, especially while cycling to school during exam days.

There are some people who do all the rituals out of fear and then there are some who keep faith in the almighty God and don't ask for protection but strength to overcome the fear and take the bull by the horns.

I am in the second category group.

Even during my downtime, when I was absolutely clueless about my work life - when I was kicked out of each and every job in just a few months' time and I used to sit down with books on C++, Visual C++, Symbian C++, UML, Design Pattern and likes before a tech interview, I never asked for any heavenly help - rather I always wanted to deep dive in the subject so that I can fearlessly articulate my version of the story.

Enjoy the song.

Here goes the Lyrics and its English translation...

বিপদে মোরে রক্ষা করো এ নহে মোর প্রার্থনা--

বিপদে আমি না যেন করি ভয়।

দুঃখতাপে ব্যথিত চিতে নাই-বা দিলে সান্ত্বনা,

দুঃখে যেন করিতে পারি জয়॥

সহায় মোর না যদি জুটে  নিজের বল না যেন টুটে,

সংসারেতে ঘটিলে ক্ষতি, লভিলে শুধু বঞ্চনা

নিজের মনে না যেন মানি ক্ষয়।

আমারে তুমি করিবে ত্রাণ এ নহে মোর প্রার্থনা--

তরিতে পারি শকতি যেন রয়।

আমার ভার লাঘব করি নাই-বা দিলে সান্ত্বনা,

বহিতে পারি এমনি যেন হয়।

নম্রশিরে সুখের দিনে  তোমারি মুখ লইব চিনে--

দুখের রাতে নিখিল ধরা যেদিন করে বঞ্চনা

তোমারে যেন না করি সংশয়।

English Translation

Save me from all odds is not my prayer

That may I have the courage to face any event

You need not embalm the sad heart

That may I win over sadness

If aid is not in hand may my inner strength never break

In case of damage to the things around, subjected to humiliation

May I never take it as deficit.

You shall relieve me that is not my prayer

May I hold strength to relieve others.

You need not shed my burden and shower your empathy

May I always be capable of.

On the happy days my offerings to you submissively

On the suffering nights when the world is against

May I not lose faith on you.