This Viswakarma Pooja day I hav gone again to our old house. Naturally my centre of attention there is 'Baa' 's i.e. my Uncle's room. This time i found series of Ravindra Rachanavalis. (once read without properly understanding all) This time i picked up a book frm them and came to my home in order to read it thoroughly. I hav posted few days ago about 'shantiniketan' in my 'astavakra gita' translation.
Wished to read this as this was the centenary edition of 'Ravindra Rachanavali' by West Bengal Govt. It was written on the first page that this book belongs to Prabhupad 'Baidyanath' Goswami , tauji ♡ .
Came back n started to read. N forgot everything... ongoing Chandogya Translation, other posts...Today was in the section called 'PORISHESH' - started with a poem 'ashirbad' dedicated to Sri Atulprasad Sen.
Recently i hav mentioned writers of philosophical poetry as 'seers' instead of the word 'poet'. Bibekdada corrected me using the word 'kobi' instead. He is an inspiration as always - to make one dive deep into knowledge via his every words n suggestions. These set of poetries rich in deep philosophy related to spirituality didnt allow me to sleep untill i complete them. Was in the last part and suddenly got to see something interesting- my name was mentioned as the title of a poem. 'Sri VijayaLakshmi' . Wow- my name :-) That name by which ppl often get confused me as a South Indian. Often ask why being Bengali yu got a south-indian name ?
God knows :-) But it was irritating when ppl used to call me as Vijaya Lakshmi Pandit in my school days..."o hello, i am not pabdit !! :-\ " might be it too was an coincidence that i was born on Vijaya Dasami. Reading Madhava Anandatirtha's Bhasya of Chandogya i come to know He too was born on the tithi when every evil gets defeated by this form of lakshmi. Anyways - let me share here, that beautiful poem....
My that dream of Lord Shiva which was in 2012 9th July, in a deserted temple where lord is only worshipped during Shivratri , the mantra i got in that dream " Om Sitapatye Parampurusyaye......" on a sandy province...near sea. After narrating the dream n the mantra to know the meaning to Yogi Ananda Saraswati ji, to Bhagvan of IVS, to Swamiji n Rohini made me contemplate upon what they hav said after listening to....
The gist was "brahman" "Narayana" n "Shivoham" state...i read the poem twice n thrice. It was beautiful n more beauty was the random selection of the book, one of the gurus of mine whom the book once belonged to...One of the recent dream that HE made me sit in bhaiya's class on a 'vedi' made of stone...That *RakshaVandhan* which just took place .Bhaiya's recent Online Mantra Explanations...n many more....
Sharing the poem by #Kaviguru - welcoming the Divine Mother this year before i go into silence frm Aashwin Shukla-Pratipad.
This time another narration of *Drig-Drishya-Viveka* may take place, i wish. Chandogya will be continued - again frm Sarad-Poornima.
II SRI VIJAYALAKSHMI II
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I dont know in which era the two languages got tied up and the two 'pranas' too...
Yu called be via the eastern sky to that unknown country , in that distance coast of the coconut trees...
The Bell has rang in that temple near the Ganges, Your words came n melted into that...
Vishnu said in my ears - Said Dasabhuja " On that unknown coastal area i shall accept your worship " the ganges flowed towards the sea telliing me " come come...come to me"
Balmiki said frm the sky "let my verses reach there upto that coast"
It was thy call that even the language of Vedavyasa got restless n said "i too shall build my home on that coast".
Heart of the motherland said "take me along upto that distant place".
I sailed my boat with the auspicious wind n reached with the welcome by "kananlakshmi" in every coastal belt....
I met yu prior to the dawn when we were blessed by saptarshi.
I met yu at the dawn and "usha" has blessed us with the first golden hue.
In that path made of lightbeams we used to come n go...
We built our home with stones and sat there on a sitting mat....
Then the time of departure had arrived. The dust of the Time-Chariot had covered our that "asana" where we used to sit. I came back flowing upon the tide which made us to forget who we are....
The Bay-of-Bengal has never spoke that it knows about our that secret n sacred meeting. Janhavi too has never uttered that fr which distant coast i feel the longing, fr my akin...
Again i heard that call and heart is dancing..After thousand years i hav finally come to you. When i see your face , i remember your that garden full of greenaries where we met. And i remember that auspicious morning when i tied that HolyThread on your hand. Still i see that rakhi is tied around your right wrist...
That path upon which we hav walked once,, here n there many signs could hav been seen...
Travelling via that path i am back- to our that sweet-home again , where we hav once lighted the lamp....in this auspecious moment, by following those signs ....
You are identified, now yu identify me. What You got now is that ancient which was your very own !!
Endorse !!
Beautiful , isn't it ? :-)
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