Bengal Tiger!!!


King of Wild Beasts!!!

This is one of the famous stories believed in Bengal about a fakir, Gazi Saheb. His story is similar to our Sai Baba from Shridi.

To the boatmen of the river Hooghly, and the woodcutters and honey gatherers of the Sunderbans, “Gazi Saheb” is a name that is still invoked in times of storm or stress.

Stories of the magical powers of this wonder-worker have been preserved in song and legend.

South of Calcutta, where the town of Baruipur stands, there was once dense, impenetrable jungle, laced with crocodile-infested creeks.

Into this wasteland came a fakir, Mobrah Gazi by name, to take up his abode at a place called Basre. He so overawed the wild beasts that they became his slaves; and the “Gazi Saheb”, as he came to be known, was often seen riding about on a tiger.

It is said that the Zamindar of the pargana in which Basra was situated was placed under arrest because he was unable to pay the annual revenue to the Emperor at Delhi.

The Zamindar’s mother, fearing for her son’s life sought the assistance of the great Gazi. The fakir promised him aid.

After sending the woman who served him as a devotee home, he dismounted from his Bengal tiger and sat down in deep meditation.

So great were his powers that his thoughts were telegraphed over the many hundreds miles separating his jungle from Delhi, and he gave the Emperor a dream in which he, Gazi Saheb, appeared before the Emperor, surrounded by wild beasts, and announced that he was the owner of the Basre jungles, and that the revenue would be paid from his treasures buried in the forest.

He ordered the Emperor to have the Zamindar of Basre released, threatening him with every misfortune if he disobeyed.

The Emperor woke late next morning and, overtaken by the business of his court, forgot the dream.

The following morning, when he ascended his throne, instead of seeing the usual courtiers and attendants, he found himself like a mother, fearing for her son’s life and sought the assistance of the great Gazi. The fakir promised his aid.

The Zamindar’s house, the Emperor came to know, was surrounded by wild beasts. He immediately remembered his dream, and in great haste ordered the release of the Zamindar.

The animals vanished, and a few weeks later the revenue arrived, paid out of the Gazi’s treasure.

In gratitude for the Gazi’s help, the Zamindar built a mosque in the jungles of Basre, as an abode for the saint; but the Gazi Saheb- who had no use for material possessions and used his mysterious treasure only to assist others, said that he preferred the shelter of the forests in sunshine and rain, and desired neither mosque nor house.

The Zamindar then ordered that every village in his Zamindari should erect an altar dedicated to Gazi Saheb, “King of the Sunderbans and of the Wild Beasts”, and warned his tenants that if they failed to make an offering before entering the jungle they would almost certainly be devoured by tigers or crocodiles.

And so even today, between Calcutta and the Bay of Bengal, the Gazi Saheb is recognized as a saint in many of the villages of the Sunderbans, and his name is held in reverence by both Hindus and Muslims.

There is no record of the Gazi Saheb ever having taken a wife, yet there are a number of fakirs who claim themselves as his descendents, gaining a livelihood from the offerings of boatmen and woodcutters.

That day they do not have the powers of the original Gazi has been apparent more than once, for it is usually the fakirs, and not the village folk, who are carried off by tigers or crocodiles.

Many people have tried to discover the whereabouts of the tomb of Gazi Saheb. Some say it lies near Baruipur, where the saint first took up his abode; others say it is to be found in the jungles of Sagar Island, “by the creek that runs to the sea.”

And there are some who feel certain that there is no tomb that the Gazi Saheb left this earth in no ordinary way, but was taken to Paradise riding on a Royal Bengal Tiger.

Urs,

SRK

Criticism!!!


Courageous Rama!!!

 

Sri Krishna Deva Rayalu and his court Bhuvana Vijayam comprising Ashta Diggajas was taken as a model by many kings and kingdoms in and out of the Indian sub-continent.

Rayalu was known for his fondness towards literature and his patronage towards poets and composers.

The Ashta Diggajas in Bhuvana Vijayam are Allasani Peddana, Nandi Thimmana, Dhurjati, Madayya Gari Mallana, Pingali Surana, Tenali Rama Krishnudu, Ayyala Raju Rama Bhadrudu and Rama Raja Bhushanudu.

Rayalu was compared to one of the greatest ever kings of the country King Bhoja, for his inclination towards developing literature and composition.

Rayalu himself was a scholar in Sanskrit, Telugu (Andhra) and Kannada. Most famous among the Telugu compositions of Rayalu were Amuktha Malyada, and Vishnu Chitheeyamu. Both the compositions were based on God Vishnu’s devotees.

Life sketch of devotee Vishnu Chitha, Goda Devi’s devotion and God’s testing were the key elements. Goda Devi was a devotee of Lord Krishna right from her childhood.

She adored Him ad finally she marries Lord Krishna. The heartfelt expressions of Goda Devi about the Lord Krishna and her lifestyle were decoratively in Amuktha Malyada.

Though Amuktha Malyada was written in Telugu, it was majorly filled with usages of Sanskrit language and was not generally understandable by the common people. However, the scholars and persons with proficiency in Sanskrit applauded the book.

They appreciated the expression of feelings, narration style and presentations of grammar and usages.

A criticism was in circulation about Amuktha Malyada during those days. It was said that Allasani Peddana authored it and named to be written by Rayalu.

Critics also cited a line from sonnets written in both Amuktha Malyada and Manu Charithram starting with “Neela Meghamu Daalu Deelu Cheyu Gajalu…”.

Allasani Peddana wrote Manu Charitram, sometime later to Rayalu writing Amuktha Malyada.

There was also a discussion that Allasani Peddana with high regards to King Rayalu took the sonnet and presented it as it was written in Amuktha Malyada. Anyway, the criticism and discussion for and against Amuktha Malyada went on for quite sometime.

One day, Rayalu during the literature discussion in Bhuvana Vijayam asked the present poets and experts to comment over Amuktha Malyada.

No one knew what the King actually wished to hear from the gathering. Almost all the renowned poets and scholars did not dare comment either for or against the book of Rayalu, thinking not to lose the place and position in the Bhuvana Vijayam.

Waiting for some time, Ramalinga raised. In a single sentence he said that he carried no two feelings about the book.

He furthered, “My Lord! A right critic will never bother who the author was. The critic will always be concentrating about the subject, presentation, narration and standards of language.

Any criticism should be based on the occasion. It is also to be recalled that for any matter there definitely will be both constructive and destructive criticism in the world.”

Rayalu asked Ramalinga to first explain the lacunae in the book. Ramalinga commented there were one or two usages that were irrelevant to the context of the situation.

Rayalu was irritated on listening this. “Ramakrishna! Don’t you note the circumstances to wit on? I’m not convinced with your sarcastic comment. Refer to the text and pass the comment carefully quoting it,” roared the King.

The whole court was silent and the King’s tone echoed in. Ramalinga took out a copy of Amuktha Malyada and recited a stanza from the text,

“Aanishtha nidhi geha seema nadu reyalinchinan mroyunem,

the nagendra sayananu punya kathalum divya prabandhanu sam,

dhana dhyanamu naasthi sakaluhuthansthushna thanasthapu va,

Po nasthyo danaleshtavam chaknapaya bhokthavya mastalkulu”

“Referring to the last two lines of the above stanza I recited, I feel that it was like asking a guest to have lunch from a plate that is not served with any eatables.

The situation is different here and this explains something different, which is irrelevant” said Ramalinga.

 All the members of the Bhuvana Vijayam looked at Ramalinga appreciating. Still, they were worried what would be the reaction of King Rayalu on this straight criticism on his book.

Rayalu reacted strange to the expectations of the courtiers. With his natural affection and inclination to constructive criticism and especially scholars, “Ramalinga! That was good to note your evaluation style. You are right. There definitely will be constructive and destructive criticisms on any material.

I request all the members of the Bhuvana Vijayam to take Ramalinga as model and express their comments freely on any book or composition. There is no need to consider who the author is and what his or her status is.”

The courtiers continued to shower their appreciations long even after the court was adjourned for the day.

This was the courage, cleverness and presence of mind Ramalinga had.

Urs,

SRK

Mahabharat of Mohammedans!!!


Mahabharat of Mohammedans!!!

 

Today we will see a fantastic incident happened in Delhi which proves our Comic King’s sharp intelligence and timing sense. Really awesome…

Mohammedans ruled parts of the sub-continent with Delhi as their capital for over two centuries. Few of the Mohammedan rulers maintained patience towards Hindu rituals and maintained communal harmony encouraging Hindu scholars and prophets.

Delhi was in Adil Shah’s rule concurrently while Sri Krishna Deva Rayalu was ruling Vijaya Nagar. A war broke out between the two kingdoms for supremacy over one another.

At one stage, both the rulers felt there was a need to establish peace in the region. Adil Shah invited Rayalu to Delhi for finalizing the peace treaty.

Hoping to utilize the opportunity to establish a cordial relation between the two empires, Rayalu headed for Delhi with a big team comprising of poets, dancers, scholars and others.

At Delhi, Adil Shah gave red carpet welcome to Rayalu. During the pleasant rounds of discussions, Adil Shah urged the scholars and poets from the Rayalu band to recite some sequences from the epic Mahabharat.

The visitors recited several sequences to please the Delhi Sultan. It was then that trouble shot up for the Vijaya Nagar ruler.

Adil Shah expressed his wish and requested Rayalu to make his men rewrite the Mahabharat portraying him and his friends as Pandavas and his rivals as Kauravas.

The total visiting team was shocked to hear the Sultan. They somehow managed to close the day’s meeting immediately.

Rayalu was worried about the development. He called for an emergency meeting with the learned persons of his team. In the meeting, he sought suggestions from them to avert the problem.

Everyone started scratching their heads to find an amicable solution. None could come out with any concrete proposal. After watching all this, suddenly Ramalinga raised and put his proposal before Rayalu.

He said, “My Lord! I think there is not much for you or us to get so much worried and burdened about the Delhi Sultan’s wish about Mahabharat.

You please leave the problem onto my shoulders and have a relaxed sleep. I will solve the problem without any problem.” The King Rayalu had his own doubts about the safety of the kingdom and its people.

“Ramalinga…” Rayalu said, “…I am aware that you are a genius. However, it is not a common situation. Dealing with the Delhi Sultan is not an easy job.

It is similar to fete on the edge of a sword. You should be very careful!” He was worried that if the problem was not dealt properly, there was a chance that Delhi Sultan might declare a war on Vijaya Nagar.

Ramalinga was stiff to his argument and assured everyone to leave the matter to him. The big heads of the meeting could not comprehend how Ramalinga was confident that he could solve this ‘so easily!’ Anyway, they told each other, as we could not come out with any proposal for the solution, let him handle this.

The meeting finally nominated Ramalinga to take care of the situation.

Next morning, the court was packed with both the rulers and their henchmen. Adil Shah recalled his wish about re-composing of the Mahabharata. Ramalinga rose from his seat and saluted the Sultan.

“Huzoor! All of our poets are into the job assigned by your majesty’s wish. However, every one of us is stuck at one specific issue. It is not proper for us to discuss the subject in the court.

If you can kindly permit me, I wish to present the poking issue before you in private.”

Adil Shah thought that there should really be some problem and consented for the one-on-one meeting with Ramalinga in a separate room.

Ramalinga folding hands and presenting all respects to the Sultan in his words started,

“Your Highness! You are the king of kings! It was our pleasure to know about your inclination about our epics like Mahabharata.

The poets and scholars started re-composing the whole epic, in accordance to your majesty’s wish. You are being portrayed as Dharmaraja, eldest of Pandavas and your friends as Bheema, Arjuna, Nakula and Sahadeva.”

Ramalinga paused a second and continued, “This is where we had to scratch our brains…” However he was not forth coming with the problem. Adil Shah waited and when it was clear that he has to get it out of Ramalinga he ordered, “What is the problem? Tell me clearly and quickly.”

“You are aware Huzoor! That Pandavas are five. All the five were married to Draupadi and were sharing her equally…” Ramalinga stressed, “We are unable to portray your image as Dharmaraja in this regard, thinking about the prestige of the King of Kings….”

Long before Ramalinga could complete, Adil Shah hastened to say, “Stop this nonsense now. I cannot take this anymore. Stop rewriting Mahabharata immediately. I can never accept this.”

Ramalinga tried to say… “Huzoor! We started to work as per your wish…now, how can we turn away from the word given to you by us…we…”

“Look Poet!” Adil Shah raised his voice, “you should drop the Mahabharat topic as of now if you wish the friendship and co-operation between the two kingdoms to last long. Is that clear” and walked off the room.

Ramalinga bubbling with joy returned to his King Rayalu and his bandwagon of delegation and explained the whole sequence.

Everyone including Rayalu appreciated the sharp intelligence and presence of mind Ramalinga had in solving the toughest problem just like that!

When compared with this problem does the problems that we face in our day to day life are really tough?

Have to think …

Urs,

SRK

 

 

 

 

Comic King!!!


Comic King!!!

 

In this week, we will see about a great humorist as well as comic poet who attained fame as a great jester by making people laugh…he is none other than our most favorite comedy king of ancient India, Mr. Tenali Ramakrishna.

 

I dedicate this week for stories of comedy as well as comic king Tenali Ramakrishna… Enjoy…

 

Tenali Ramakrishna, popularly known as Tenali Rama, was a court-poet of Krishnadeva Raya of the Vijayanagara Empire. He was known for his wit and impressive poetry written in the Telugu language.

 

Ramakrishna was called a vikata kavi and he was one of the Ashtadiggajas of the Vijayanagara court. He was also a great scholar of several languages that included Telugu, Marathi, Tamil and Kannada.

 

Ramakrishna was born in a village in Andhra State during the early part of the sixteenth century.

 

He lost his father when he was very young. He was a very carefree child.

 

From morning till night he was in the company of naughty boys.

 

One day, Ramakrishna met a sadhu who advised him to pray Mother Kali.

 

Ramakrishna did as advised and as soon as he completed the repetition of the mantra eleven crore and eleven times, Mother Kalika appeared.

 

She had a thousand faces and looked terrifying. On seeing the Goddess Ramakrishna touched her feet and then burst into laughter.

 

This aroused Kalika Devi’s curiosity. She ordered him to explain what made him laugh.

 

“Divine Mother! When we catch cold, we feel that two hands are insufficient to wipe our only nose.

 

 If, you catch cold will your two hands be enough to wipe your thousand noses?

 

This thought made me laugh. Forgive me, I have been impudent.”

 

So saying, Ramakrishna again fell at her feet and stood up.

 

The smile and the sense of humor of the boy pleased Kalika Devi.

 

She blessed him to attain fame as a great jester and make people laugh.

 

So he mastered all learning and became famous as the great humorist, the comic poet Ramakrishna.

 

This is a popular story about Tenali Ramakrishna.

 

We will see some of the most popular stories of our Comic King Tenali Rama in this week.

 

Urs,

 

SRK

The Story Of Holi Festival!!!


The Story of Holi Festival!!!

 

There was a mighty demon king named Hirnakashyipu who had won all the three worlds of heaven, earth and hell and had thus, become very proud.

 

He assumed that he could defeat even Lord Vishnu with his valor.

 

He went to the extent that he had enforced a law that everybody would worship him instead of gods and deities.

 

However, his little son Prahlad refused to accept his commands and continued to worship Lord Vishnu with complete devotion.

 

Infuriated by this defiance of his son, he ordered his soldiers to throw him down a hill.

 

Praying fervently and having full faith in Lord Vishnu, Prahlad did not retract from his word.

 

True to his faith, Lord Vishnu rescued him at the last moment.

 

Flustered by this news, Hirnakashyipu invoked the help of his sister Holika, who had a boon that she could walk through the fire unharmed to do away with his son.

 

The wicked aunt agreed to the evil desires of his brother and entered the fire with her nephew Prahlad.

 

However, the brother and sister had forgotten that Holika could only enter the fire alone or she would perish.

 

Thus, blessed by Lord Vishnu, the child Prahlad remained unharmed but Holika got burnt and died instantly.

 

Holi is thus celebrated to commemorate the death of the evil aunt, after whom the festival is named, and the new life granted to Prahlad for his devotion and faith.

 

To this day, cow dung is hurled into the fire and obscenities are shouted at the Holi fire at some places to insult Holika.

 

Cheers,

 

SRK

Big Hands !!!


Big Hands!!!

Once a boy went to shop with his mother.

 The shop keeper looked at the small cute child and showed him a bottle with sweets and said, “Dear Child. You can take the sweets… but the child didn’t take.

The shop keeper was surprised.. Such a small child he is and why is he not taking the sweets from the bottle.

Again he said take the sweets…. now mother also heard that and said.. Beta take the sweets..

 Yet he didn’t take…

 The shopkeeper seeing the child not taking the sweets… he himself took the sweets and gave to the child……

The child was happy to get two hands full of sweets ….

 When returned to home Mother asked child…

 Why didn’t you take the sweets… when shop keeper told you to take…

 Can you guess the response:-

 Child replies… Mom! My hands are very small and if I take the sweets I can only take few. But now you see when uncle gave with his big hands….

 How many more sweets I got!

 Moral:

 When we take we may get little but when God gives… He gives us more beyond our expectations…. more than what we can hold………………….

We should ask to God rather individuals as he is the one who has given to every one with his power.

Cheers,

SRK

 

Excellence!!!


Excellence!!!

 

A German once visited a temple under construction In India where he saw a sculptor making an idol of God.

 

Suddenly he noticed a similar idol lying nearby.


Surprised, he asked the sculptor, “Do you need two statues of the same idol?”

 

“No,” said the sculptor without looking up, “We need only one, but the first one got damaged at the last stage.”

 

The gentleman examined the idol and found no apparent damage.

 

“Where is the damage?” he asked.

 

“There is a scratch on the nose of the idol.” said the sculptor, still busy with his work.

 

“Where are you going to install the idol?”

The sculptor replied that it would be installed on a pillar twenty feet high.

 

“If the idol is that far, who is going to know that there is a scratch on the nose?” the gentleman asked.

 

The sculptor stopped his work, looked up at the gentleman, smiled and said, “I will know it.”


The desire to excel is exclusive of the fact whether someone else appreciates it or not.


“Excellence” is a drive from inside, not outside.

 

Excellence is not for someone else to notice but for your own satisfaction and efficiency…

 

Urs,

 

SRK