sakthi

Sakthi
Strapped to a hip
on a young mother, craving warmth
and whispering hunger between 
her neck laced with sweat beads
while the drum beats of festivities.
People graced the red and white painted
temple walls, holding the gods
behind palace doors. The sounds awoke them
up so they can have our prayers
to feed on, our milk to bathe in
our feet to walk them; we show them
our streets, our homes, the people
burning their feet on 50 degree sand to get a glimpse
of the golden jewelled Sakthi. The nights
were shining diamonds; the stars sewn across
the sky, only to be fainted by the moon. The gods finally put
to bed and the priests out of breath, the devotees
trickle down the streets. The temple walls
bare the night alone. The bells on the temple
doors chime with the wind. Another day of
wept prayers. Another day, and the gods haven’t
taken us inside their homes.
Sakthi- The inheritance of Power!

Without mother there is no life. Without feminine there is no room for any work to begin. A life may take various forms from protozoan to mammoth but where is it without the inheritance of a seed, a life? We are all amazed by the amount of potent and grace our nature has. It is left to her for our survival, that we eat, sleep, work at times quack and behave stupid more than what we call as animals, which is regarded as below us. Humans at times are much worse to be even compared with animals or other lives. We are still more worse when we ill-treat the lone home we have.

That is one thing while understanding the inheritance it is common that Hinduism plays a major role in giving respect to Mother Nature. It regards a very high position to Planet Earth much above the god worshiped. The five planetary forms of life which forms the backbone for survival is duo much respected. We have Earth, Water, Space, Air and Fire. The most feminine and tolerable in nature are given first preference. Earth and Water are the key for life, after which is air which we barely realise its presence unless we are choked. The most polluted of all is Earth and Water. Our mother which inherits so much has to also take so much back, a little in the form of residue a little more in the form of pollution.

Still Mother is regarded as the most quiet, calm, patient and yet inheriting form of all. Shiva creates, lets Bhrama govern the creation of life, lets Vishnu protect all the lives and then takes back everything and destroys them to his feet of Rudra thandava! But what is left is residue which needs to be put in order and love and peace that has to once again come to place for life to again start originating. Meenakshi in Madurai, a predominant form of Sakthi is the one who cleans everything what Shiva destroyed and compassionately inherits life again.

Subramanian, Karthikeyan, Skandan, Kumaran, Murugan as all his names and glory go to warrior who was created from the energies of Shiva has Sakthi with him, his wives Valli and Devayani. Here people at times are confused why does he have two wives. Again Sakthi appears only to give energy to a man. Valli is the energy of wish, desire, dreams and thus Iccha sakthi. Devayani is the energy for work and output of the dreams and thus Kriya sakthi. When both the vital energies are present, they create Murugan a swift warrior who comes upon for any call of a true devotee and time of distress, as said in Thirupugazh by Thiru Arunagirinaadhar.

We have various places for Sakthi and motherhood all along our nature. Here is a common prominent example of various Sakthi protecting the universe and all lives in it. Kanchipuram Kamakshi sits in Badmasana as she holds all the lives at her hip. She inherits life there as she is a young girl who is unmarried and waiting for Lord Shiva to marry her. One can take this as an example of a pure sacred virginity. The other forms of Sakthi are Thiruvanaikaval Akhilandeshwari, Madurai Meenakshi and Kasi Visalakshi. Akhilandeshwari sits on crocodile. You must have heard this on Discovery Channel that a tortoise swimming in the sea will find out its egg has hatched just by the sound of it despite being in water. So does Akhilandeshwari inherit life through listening to it. Madurai Meenakshi is standing, she is observing all lives in eyes. Again, we all know that fishes can make their egg crack open just by seeing it. So does Meenakshi observe all her lives at sight. Kasi Vishalakshi has all the lives in her thought, just like a mother caring for her children abroad. With all this do we have any more question how much more responsible can a mother be.

As Swami Vivekananda said, I am proud to have come from a religion like Hinduism that respects nature and life in of its all forms and treats all ethnics and belief alike, with the same respect it has for mother nature.

Logamatha Jaganmata! Akhilandakodi Bhramandanayagi!

Om Shanti, Shanti, Shanti Hi. Hari OM!

Love and Care,

Naren Pillai,

15/04/2014.

Thi. Janakiraman

Wanted to read stories by Thi. Janakiraman, after writer Baskar Sakthi recommended him, for the natural dialogues he writes.

Kuzhandhaikku Jooram (The Child Has Fever)

The story of a poor scholar, who has to depend on the money from a well-off publisher, who tries to cheat him. We are shown through flashback that the scholar had an earlier face-off, at the end of which, he had pledged not to see the publisher again. But, fate pushes him to visit the publisher’s house to ask for money to treat his ailing son.

But, when the scholar reaches the publisher’s house, there is a crowd. The publisher’s wife is unwell. The scholar goes out of his way to save her, by bringing along a doctor, helping to take her to the hospital, bringing the doctor back to his house in a taxi (which is partly paid by the publisher) and finally he decides to walk back to his house, not having enough money to afford a bus travel.

The story ends beautifully with the sound of laughter that the scholar hears in the dead of the night. He turns around and finds a jutka horse. Realizing his folly he walks away into the night, laughing at himself. Loved this ending! Bcos it can also be seen as the scholar laughing at his own naive deeds of the past.

Mul Mudi (Hair with Thorns)

This story is about what happens when a sincere teacher in a village school retires. His students love him and give him a moving farewell. The people of the village respect him. His wife admires him for having not inflicted hurt upon any student, during his entire career.

Just at this moment, one his students enters the house with another student and his parent. And then we get to know that during one of his classes, the teacher had asked the students of his class not to talk to one of their peers, because he stole someone’s property. And the students, out of respect for their teacher, follow it for more than a year. As a result, this boy becomes lonely and begins to have emotional problems.

The story ends with the teacher asking the students to start talking once again with the boy. And with the guilt of the teacher as he looks up at a photo of Jesus Christ with the crown of thorns (the Mul Mudi).

Perhaps, the story is trying to say that it is humanly impossible to live without inflicting pain or misery on any other human. There is a high chance that something we do out of good intentions might cause unexpected consequences, even without us being aware of it.

Nurse Saves Foreign Worker who Suffered Heart Attack in Little India

[Pic Credit: Facebook]

A quick thinking nurse saved the life of an Indian National at Little India on Friday night after the man suffered from a heart attack and collapsed.

Senior staff nurse ‘Thana’ immediately started to give the man CPR. 

The other people who were crowding around the man had not known what to do and they were just standing around after having called an ambulance.

Some even suggested that they don’t do anything if they weren’t sure and wait for the ambulance to arrive. 

According to netizens who saw the incident, the man was unresponsive and did not have a strong pulse but Thana stepped in a took charge of the situation.

She started to perform CPR on the man and managed to get him breathing again. He even opened his eyes by the time paramedics arrived. 

Photos of the incident were shared on facebook by Thana’s husband Sakthi Velu, who commented “It’s not everyday you get to save a life like this. You are a hero Who saved a man and I’m really really proud of u Thana.”