Friday, October 18, 2024

A WHISPERED EXTENSION OF THE BHAGAVAD GITA:

 

A WHISPERED EXTENSION OF THE BHAGAVAD GITA:

(Rephrased by Copilot)

Title: “The Unspoken Dilemma”



As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden hue on the battlefield of Kurukshetra, Lord Krishna stood beside Arjuna. The chariot wheels had churned the earth, and the air was thick with anticipation. Arjuna’s fingers trembled as he held his bow, the Gandiva, aloft. His mind wrestled with doubt, and uncertainty hung heavy in the air.

Arjuna turned to Janardana; his voice barely audible. “Oh, revered one,” he whispered, “I am unnerved by the presence of those Gurus who molded me into a renowned archer—the elderly figures who held my hands from my childhood. And your warriors, whom you sent to fight on behalf of the Kauravas—will not their souls curse me if I kill them? There are siblings of my cousins, my childhood friends, elephants, and horses that I fed with my own hands. The widowers will curse me for the brutality with which I kill their husbands.”

Krishna’s eyes held both compassion and unwavering resolve. “Arjuna,” he said, “you stand at the crossroads of duty and compassion. The battlefield is not just physical; it is the theatre of your soul. Your duty as a warrior is clear, but your heart is torn. Remember this: The soul is eternal, and the body is but a vessel. You are not the destroyer; you are the instrument through which destiny unfolds.”

And so, Arjuna grappled with the unspoken dilemma—the clash of loyalty and empathy. The chariot waited, the horses restless, and the world held its breath. In that moment, the epic battle transcended mere conflict; it became a crucible of the human spirit.

Title: “The Unspoken Loyalty”

The sun dipped low, casting a warm glow on the battlefield of Kurukshetra. The clash of armies had paused, and Arjuna’s heart wrestled with doubt in that stillness. Lord Krishna stood by his side, a pillar of unwavering resolve.

“Arjuna,” Krishna said softly, “look beyond the physical forms. These warriors—your teachers, friends, and kin—are bound by duty. Their loyalty lies not with malice but with honor. They fight against us, obeying their dharma.”

Arjuna nodded, his mind a tempest. “But,” he whispered, “what of Draupadi’s oath? Her hair, soaked in Dushyasana’s blood—”

Krishna’s eyes held galaxies. “Draupadi’s vow was born of pain,” he said. “Yet, consider this: Your brother Bheema vowed the same. And Shakuni, that master of deceit, manipulated the dice to snatch our kingdom. Do you think they would spare your son Abhimanyu or Bheema’s son Ghatotkacha if the opportunity arose?”

Arjuna’s grip tightened on the Gandiva. “Their loyalty,” Krishna continued, “is not to be underestimated. They are here, bound by fate, seeking release from their karmic burdens. You, my beloved disciple, are their liberator.”

Krishna’s command echoed through the ages: “All is fair in love and war. Demonstrate your duty, Arjuna. You are not the destroyer; you are the instrument of cosmic justice.”

And so, Arjuna grappled with loyalty—the silent allegiance of those who stood against him. The chariot waited, the horses restless, as destiny unfolded beyond mere battle—a struggle of souls seeking redemption.

Title: “The Sacred Bowstring”

The sun hung low, casting a warm glow upon the battlefield of Kurukshetra. Amidst the clash of armies, Arjuna’s heart wrestled with doubt, and Lord Krishna stood by his side—a beacon of unwavering resolve.

“Arjuna,” Krishna’s voice was gentle yet firm, “this war transcends mere individuals—a clash not of coaches, gurus, or kin, but of fundamental principles: Dharma versus Adharma. Even if you abstain, Kurukshetra’s battle will rage on. Consider your mother Kunti, your wives Draupadi and Subhadra—what legacy will you leave for them? Will they be diminished by your hesitation?”

Arjuna’s mind churned. The weight of responsibility pressed upon him.

Krishna continued, “Look, Partha, you are bound by duty. This war isn’t just about you; it involves the reputation of all Pandavas. And see that sacred flag atop your chariot—the blessing of Lord Hanuman. Remember, Hanuman epitomized devotion to Sita and righteous Lord Rama. He followed their every word as sacred law. Today, I am Rama, and you are my dearest Hanuman.”

The analogy struck deep within Arjuna. He recalled a test from his Guru Dronacharya—the day they aimed at a parrot perched on a distant tree. Others saw branches, the bird, or its head, but Arjuna focused on a single eye.

Now, determination surged through him. His grip on the Gandiva tightened, hands steady. The enemy blurred; only duty remained. Even the horses felt the heat as Arjuna drew the bowstring. Kurukshetra quivered.

Krishna, beaming, pulled the strings alongside him. Arjuna set the arrows, and with unwavering resolve, he released. The battlefield transformed—a cosmic struggle of righteousness versus darkness.

And so, Krishna conquered Kurukshetra. It became Krishna versus Kauravas, and the valiant warriors fell, their deeds etched in history. But beyond battles, temples rose—dedicated not just to victory but to Lord Govardhan Giridhari. His Bhagavad Gita, born on this sacred ground, became a timeless guide—a beacon for humanity to tread the righteous path.

“Lessons from Kurukshetra: Recognizing Unsung Heroes”

Kurukshetra, beyond being a mere battlefield, reflects the resplendence of Lord Krishna. Temples dedicated to Him abound, and the Bhagavad Gita—His divine discourse—continues to be revered across generations. Krishna’s glory stands unassailable.

However, there lies a significant “but.” What about the valiant Pandava warriors and their steadfast supporters? Where are their temples? Who sings their praises? While a few folk tales and skits celebrate their gallantry, they lack the sanctuaries bestowed upon Krishna.

The lesson is clear: Life unfolds not only in victory and sacrifice but also in recognizing and honoring those who quietly thrive.

Certainly! History is a treasure trove of lessons waiting to be discovered. Let’s explore a few more historical insights beyond Kurukshetra:

1.  ****Unity and Dharma (Righteousness)**:

o   Kurukshetra teaches us about the struggle between dharma (righteousness) and adharma (unrighteousness). The Pandavas fought for justice, even against their own kin. This underscores the importance of standing up for what is right, even in difficult circumstances.

2.  Leadership and Strategy:

o   The Kurukshetra War featured brilliant military strategists like Bhishma, Drona, and Karna. Their decisions shaped the outcome. We learn that leadership involves not only courage but also strategic thinking and adaptability.

3.  Consequences of Blind Loyalty:

o   Duryodhana’s unwavering loyalty to his uncle Shakuni led to disastrous consequences. Blind loyalty without critical thinking can lead to downfall. We must evaluate our allegiances carefully.

4.  The Power of Words (Bhagavad Gita):

o   The Bhagavad Gita, spoken by Krishna to Arjuna on the battlefield, emphasizes duty, selflessness, and devotion. It teaches us that words have immense power—they can inspire, guide, and transform.

5.  Aftermath and Healing:

o   The aftermath of Kurukshetra was devastating. The Pandavas won but at great cost. We learn that victory often comes with sacrifices. Healing and rebuilding are essential after any conflict.

6.  Legacy and Remembrance:

o   The memory of Kurukshetra lives on through texts, art, and cultural practices. It reminds us that our actions echo through time. What legacy do we want to leave behind?

Remember, history isn’t just about dates and battles; it’s about human experiences, choices, and growth.

Note:

I have presented my thoughts here which are rephrased by Copilot

Reviews, comments and extensions are welcome. 

Author: Dr.Prabhakar Belavadi


Monday, July 8, 2024

"Are women a challenge for men?"

 

"Are women a challenge for men?"

 

At this age, with my barren head shining, ready for the photo shooter to utilise, I have seen the women then and now. A battle is raging in my head now.

"Are women a challenge for men?"

But then when? If so, how? Let me sprinkle the torch rays on it and see if it is ‘nay’ or ‘Yay’.

From the day Eve succumbed to the temptation of Adam or vice versa, the parity of the superiority of man and woman continues to rattle curious minds all over the universe. With the robust approach of men physically or mentally aided by nature’s favour, the scale always tilts in HIS favour. This tilt led to the allocation of duties. Men wandered in the open in search of food and the needy tools. Women worked in and around the four walls not that she was incapable.

Did this arrangement work in favour of the wily women? Certainly, she soon realised that these tiring men on their return were yearning for both food and sex. It was a Blessing in Disguise for her. The women capable of providing both slowly developed a grip over them. She tightened the noose. The beginning of WOMEN EMPOWEMENT. It’s  trivial if they were beaten or even abused often by men. They were the utmost exceptional cases. The women gathered at leisure times to master the skill of singing and dancing, despite learning new mouth-watering recipes. This enabled them to entertain the men folk once in a while. The men not to be let down, beat the drums and played rhythmic tunes through the musical instruments. Occasional festivals were born. Theatrical items were added wherein men dominated. So were the sports and games. Slowly boys started attending schools, and mastered literature, science, technology, medicine and whatnot. In the days of Maharaja and kings, women were mere subordinates (maids) or entertainers. They were even forced to please the kingly guests. In a few areas, women were made to watch the activities from covered windows. Even queens and princesses were not exposed.

‘Necessity is the mother of invention’ it is said. In certain inevitable circumstances in the kingdom, brave women took over. History is a testament to this. Battles were won and lost; lives were unnecessarily sacrificed just for the sake of an attractive lady. Memorials were built. Many kingdoms were doomed due to overemphasis by kings on enchanting dancing women in the courtyard intoxicated. The saga goes on with women-centered activities. Women were used as strategic tools to overpower brave warriors and rulers. Again, the women held the sway.

The school textbooks highlighted the stories of the accomplishments of these women. Slowly but steadily, the number of learning women boomed all over. Women believed they could do it. They can stand shoulder to shoulder with men. They were inferior to none. They realised that their only hurdle was freedom of action, confinement, and the prevailing barriers in the culture. One by one they crossed the thresholds. They excelled in literature, administration, science and technology, defense combats, oratory, law, sports and every other aspect of life where men dominated. Roads were filled with slogans by women towards gender equality. The men who dominated felt the pinch. Their domain was pierced. They realised only to yield, though marginally. Women conquered. They became Presidents, vice presidents, Prime ministers, Nobel laureates, Space scientists, legal luminaries, and astronauts and challenged the other coveted positions that men occupied. Women in a few instances outclassed the men folk. The barriers were broken.

Women proved that they were the best all-rounders. They could not only manage the realms of the households but also the nature of the jobs they held. They excelled in fields dominated by men. Slowly but steadily women dethroned men in all walks of life. Women became successful entrepreneurs. The highly reputed political thrones are now bestowing more and more women. From footpath vendors to the heads of the states the beaming ones are women. They proved that they were no longer showpieces or figureheads.

An amazing aspect that nature has blessed women is that they and only they can carry, care and mould the budding men from the womb, which art and skill we men may not master at all. In a country like India, if the husband dies, the wife manages the family as she is not supposed to marry again. There may be exceptions. But this is not true with men. If the wife dies, the husband marries again. He becomes a parasite.

In Britain, the Queen rules. Madam Curie won the Nobel Prize twice. Prince Diana earned more accolades. Jhansi Lakshmibai, Rani Chennamma of Kittur and the like, fought the British fiercely. The President of India is a woman. Many countries had and have women at the helm of affairs. Look at the statistics of a few countries. Women are shining and shining bright. The gender inequality is dwindling.

There is a saying, I quote,

“Behind every successful man, there is a WOMAN”

I unquote.

Let’s rephrase it as

“Besides every successful Man, there is a successful woman.”

Mention any activity in which men excelled. Women prove that they can challenge.

Is this not sufficient to nod the heads in favour of women’s superiority?

Men may say with a chilling voice ‘Nay’. They pretend. They do not wish to be offended. Their heart applauds. But their egotistic mind negates.

The world will collapse one day, without a woman. The concept of ‘To breed and to satisfy men’s greed’ is fading. She is not just a ‘baby boomer’. Her priorities have changed.

The United Nations Organization has a separate cell to foster GENDER EQUALITY. They aim to achieve it by 2030.

Men be aware, awake and alert. The women conquerors are after you.

I leave it to the readers. The question is still open. Challenge it if you wish.

"Are women a challenge for men?"

 

Authored by

Dr. Belavadi Prabhakar

prabhakarbelavadi@gmail.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                       

 

 

 

 

 

                                                          

 

 

 

Friday, November 18, 2022

ಪರಮ ಪವಿತ್ರಮ್.



ತಾಂಡವ ನೃತ್ಯಂ
ಶಿವ ಸಂಭೂತಮ್
ಪಾಂಡವ ನೃತ್ಯಂ
ಕೌರವ ಕೃತ್ಯಮ್
ರಾವಣ ಹತ್ಯಂ
ರಾಮ ಚರಿತ್ರಮ್
ಪಠಣಂ ನಿತ್ಯಂ
ಭಗವದ್ ಗೀತಮ್
ಪುಣ್ಯವ ನೀತಂ
ಹನುಮ ಚಾಲೀಸಮ್
ಸೇವಾ ಸತ್ಯಂ
ಸರ್ವಮ್ ಪ್ರಥಮಮ್
ಮಾನವ ಜನ್ಮಮ್
ಪರಮ ಪವಿತ್ರಮ್.
ರಚನೆ ಡಾ. ಪ್ರಭಾಕರ್ ಬೆಲವಾಡಿ

Monday, July 26, 2021

haiku poem's






 hope

just before sleeping

stand in front of the mirror 

say "see you again"


haste makes waste

let's go on a date, 

shall we fix the wedding date? 

wait, wait, haste makes waste 


wavy life

sea an example

blowing wind control wave heights 

life too is wavelike 


destiny

a baby is born 

suck milk from nipples unknown 

a god's creation


lifestyle

a good batsman plays 

irrespective of the pitch 

life too is a pitch


season

the rains have reason 

summer is for vacation 

we call a season


haiku

haiku saves your time 

to tell follow 5 7 5 

keep it short and sweet


sow when it rains

crowded clouds caress 

dirtydrains, thirstyterrains undress, plough, and sow 

happy harvesting 


future?!


nature furious 

at our curious nature 

precarious future


wimbeldon

june 20th, arriving 

the players get set to fight

glittering trophies 


Monday, July 12, 2021

assorted haiku poems

A city is born

Bulldozed dense forest 

Concrete trees with furnished nest

The crazy beast's feast.


Deforestation

Deforestation

The luxurious resorts

Civilians rejoice.


Rains

Thick dark floating trucks

Crash with spark and thunder to

Cool the burning land. 


Dark matters

Be kind to the dark

Dark, a blessing in disguise

Thick dark clouds bring rain.


Only lovers know.

Love is a blind ditch

whether they fell in or not

Only lovers know.


Reputation

Without an engine 

Ford's new models simply run

On reputation.


Height matters

Heavy rains lash out

Villages fully submerged

Coconut tree laughs


Web orchard

Get your desired fruits

At green worldwide web orchard

Browse the internet


Trained Stars

Trainer taught flying

Students bowed and flew so high

Now stars in the sky 


Thursday, July 1, 2021

My pretty little dog

Thanks to Pinterest for the cartoon 



I own a choicest pretty little bulldog

He loves to hop with his friendly frog

Often barking at the artists painted snake

 

Circles around, jumping in and out of the lake

 

 

Whenever it gets a long piece of sturdy bone


Clutching with teeth, my dog plays all alone

 

Leaving alone the piece of bone, it chases the cat

 

Which in turn is chasing the neighbours friendly rat.

 

 

I can see its curvy tail wagging with affection

 

Whenever I take it near his walking companion  

 

Every time I sit to write, my favourite blog

 

I will never miss this pretty little dog.

 

 

It runs and fetches the ball with relentless joy

 

To make it an exciting scene for us to enjoy

 

When my grandpa takes it for a jolly ride

 

It dumps all its extra luggage by the lakeside.

 

 

This honest pet is a gem of my find

This pet I have is the rarest of its kind.

 

Thursday, June 24, 2021

Who brought the Apps out?




 

Who brought the Apps out?

Is it to clear the devil’s doubt?

Open the window, open, net,

Conceive of an app, you sure will get.

An App as a bless, App to bliss,

To tweet, or treat, none, you miss.

For art or market for passion or fashion,

The App is an ocean for any occasion.

To please a madam, or to play a game,

There is an App, even to earn a name.

In the World Wide Webs to reap the sprout,

Whoever sowed the Apps out?

For the gift of Apps, our humble servant,

Stand up to salute in praise of the talent. 

Thanks, Dreamstime for the phot

Stand up to salute in praise of the talent.

A WHISPERED EXTENSION OF THE BHAGAVAD GITA:

  A WHISPERED EXTENSION OF THE BHAGAVAD GITA: (Rephrased by Copilot) Title: “The Unspoken Dilemma” As the sun dipped below the horizon...