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January 31, 2012

The Lion

See an old unhappy Lion,


Moving unto oblivion,


Sick in soul and body both,


Moving now as slow as sloth;    


                                                                                                       


See him sulk, the fallen head,


Banished from the pride he led,


The pride he led with all his pride,


That followed him in every stride;


 


Leonine, by his fall he came,


When a youth put his pride to shame,


Pawing at the king that led,


Tame less still, in such bloodshed.


 


The pride had left him, then and there,


Left him there with none to care,


Left him there without a lick,


Left him for the birds to pick.


 


Thus he stands, the fallen king,


He snuffs his pride away from him,


In fading sunlight, dull and dim,


He stands like a bird with a broken wing.


 


Feel for him, the fallen chief,


Dwindling with his shame and grief,


Half the lion he was before,


A bag of bones and nothing more.


 


See him standing, sick and still,


The hero of a thousand kill,


Dreaming of the days of good,


Never to return, gone for good;


 


Dreaming of his days of growth,


Dreaming of his days in youth,


Dreaming of his mother strong,


Who never saw a chase go wrong;


  


Dreaming of the days he spent


With his mother, strong and lean,


When sky was blue and grass was green,


He looked with baby wonderment.


 


Dreaming of his very first steps,


That started on his trembling legs,


When gaping at the bird that flies,


Waiting for the one that dies;


 


How he lagged behind the pride,


And mother searched the forest wide,


North and south and west and east,


For left, he will be someone's feast;


 


How she charged to him forward,


Roaring at the loathing bird,


Stationed always in the skies,


Waiting for the one that dies;


 


How he became a lion grown,


And left his pride to win his own;


When mother left the cub she bore,


And he too, looked to her no more.


 


How he roamed and how he roared,


Roared his beauty through the hill;


Strong in will, he made his kill,


When high as sky, his spirits soared.


 


When he fought and won his pride,


His rivals had nowhere to hide;


When all could see the king anew,


Matched in skill and will by few;


 


How he ruled his forest bower,


Making law with steady paw,


In day, in night, in snow, in shower,


When he came to sultan power.


 


No one that to challenge took,


Could stand the furnace of his look;


Not a lion in this land,


Came for a second reprimand.


 


 


Not a leopard breached his law,


Breached his law and fled his paw,


Not a leopard in his skin,


Came for a second discipline;


 


No one stayed to law aloof,


And risked a second time reproof;


Not a buck or bull or boar,


Came again and asked for more.


 


Not a lioness had her will


To make a kill and claim it still;


How he roared and claimed his shares,


As if to say, "Come out who dares";


 


Not a man that stood his paw,


His wife and children once more saw;


Not a hunter this land knows,


Had come back in his blood and bones;


 


All behold a lion, a king,


Who stopped for nothing, not a thing;


And all knew surely here was one,


That ruled his jungle, fearing none.


 


Pity him, the sad outcast,


Looking at the pride he lost;


Pity him, for he must wake,


And know that he can't claim his state;


 


He snuffs the pride he fought and won,


He snuffs them in the horizon;


The ruler who was all but slain,


Now turns around and lives again;


 


He knows his life is ending now,


He knows he has no one to bow,


He knows the risen sun has set,


And turns around with blood still wet.


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Dreaming of his very first steps,


That started on his trembling legs,


He muses at the bird that flies,


Waiting for the one that dies.


 


 


The dreaming king now turns away,


From his golden yesterday,


He turns towards the bird that flies,


Waiting for the King's demise.


 


His life he made an open book,


For all those who to living took;


A lesson, that to all applies:


"When position falters, possession flies"


 

January 26, 2012

Virginity



Losing one’s virginity intentionally before marriage is wrong, inappropriate, inconsiderate to one’s spouse-to-be and completely unacceptable, the reason and gender notwithstanding.


Asking when men have sex before marriage, why not women - does not make sense - two wrongs do not make a right - they only compound the heinousness of one another.

It's like this - I am a virgin and I have every right to expect that my wife should be so; and a virgin girl has every right to expect her man to be a virgin. No doubt.

And yes, it is infidelity to the future spouse if one has sex before marriage; and saying loyalty after marriage alone counts is not sensible in our society and dharma. It may be ok in the west where it's normal to sleep with many if not one person, before marriage and after divorce as their desa dharma allows a remarriage!

I am shocked this issue of virginity is brought up in an Iyer forum.

Kaamasutra - it also describes how a wife must be loyal to her husband, how she must be devoted to household duties etc. Are we following them as well?

In the name of modernity and freedom of speech, we cannot destroy our culture and dharma.

If a person "truly loved" someone and lost her/his virginity, that person must make it clear when looking for the next partner.

Just as the non-virgins insist on their right to marry regardless of their virginity status, the virgins have the right to know the sexual history of the potential partner and insist that they marry only virgins. Their rights to choose a partner with no sexual experience before should not be ignored.

One cannot say "It's none of your business", "My character does not depend on my virginity" etc. I will not judge someone's character and make comments, but if a person refuses to tell me about her past, I will stop considering her as a potential life partner. You need not tell all and sundry about your virginity, but if a potential life partner asks about it - you are under an obligation to reveal, and this applies to both man and woman.

And will I judge a girl's character by her virginity or the intentional loss of it? I can only say this much on a public forum:

If I am looking to marry, and if the girl is a non-virgin/refuses to talk about her past, I would not marry her, however great her other "accomplishments" may be. It's my personal choice of adhering to our dharma. And I have that right to politely refuse to go any further with the alliance talks on the grounds of her amorous past.

And if I am not looking to marry her, her sex - life is of no concern to me - I am not a moral police. So, I'd not spend my mental energy to judge her character on that.

Having said that, I would not have much of a regard for the character and integrity of the person who was so selfish as to be able to cater to her own sexual urge before marriage, without thinking of the possibility of having to marry someone else later in life, and the emotional implications her act would have on the man she marries.

There is another psychological problem here with women who do not want their sexual past to matter:Many of them want their loss of virginity to be accepted as they want it, regardless of what men and society think!

Now, a marriage is a union of a man and woman - if a man does not want to marry a non-virgin - that should be respected, as he is a partner and he has the right to choose to marry a virgin.

Women cannot bullishly state that men should not question their virginity and that they have the right to not disclose it to their potential partner.

If a lady is ok with losing her virginity, she should be ok with honestly saying that to the potential partner BEFORE MARRIAGE so that the guy gets to decently move away if he wants to marry a virgin. To hide it, is a violation of the husband's rights and emotions, when he wants to marry a virgin, quite legitimately so - himself being one.

There is a fine line of difference between asserting one's own rights and doing so to the extent of denying others, theirs.

January 22, 2012

The meaning of this proverb: தந்தை சொல் மிக்க மந்திரமில்லை

I was pondering about the meaning of this proverb: தந்தை சொல் மிக்க மந்திரமில்லை. 

On the surface, it appears as if it emphasizes implicit obedience to the words of the father.

But, when we think deeper, could it mean that way actually? What if the father was a bad man and asked his son to steal from the next door? Is his word still the holy word? Can’t be, can it?

So, what could this age old proverb mean? I asked Ambaal.

And she gave a beautiful reply. I am privileged to share this with you all.

இதை விட சிறந்த மந்திரமில்லை என்றால் அந்த மந்திரம் எது? ஒரு மந்திரத்தை தவிர எல்லா மந்திரத்தையும் விட்டுவிட வேண்டும் என்று ஒரு நிலை வருமாயின் எந்த மந்திரத்தை மட்டும் வைத்துக்கொள்வாயோ அந்த மந்திரமே தலை சிறந்த மந்திரம், இல்லையா? அம்மந்திரத்தை விட சிறந்த மந்திரமில்லை.

வேத அத்யயனம் செய்யாமல் விட்டவன் கூட, காயத்ரி மந்திரம் ஜபித்து உய்யலாம் என்று உள்ளது. மூன்று தலைமுறையாக வேத அத்யயனம் விட்டவனுக்கு கூட துர் பிராம்மணன் என்று தான் பெயர். அவன் கெட்டுப்போன பிராம்மணன். பிராயச்சித்தம் செய்துகொள்ள வழியுண்டு.

ஆனால் மூன்று தலைமுறையாக காயத்ரியை விட்டவன் பிரம்மபந்து. பிராம்மணர்களை உறவாக உடையவன் அவ்வளவே.

ஆகையால், பிராம்மணனை பிராமண தன்மையை இழக்க செய்வது, காயத்ரியை விடும் செயல். அது தலையாய மந்த்ரம்.

அந்த மந்திரத்தை ஒரு குழந்தை எங்ஙனம் பெறுகிறான்? உபநயனத்தின் போது, தகப்பனார் உபதேசித்து - தந்தை சொல் வழியாக - பெறுகிறான்.

ஆக, காயத்ரி மந்திரம் தான் தந்தை சொல் என்று மறைத்து வைத்து குறிக்கப்பெற்றது. (வேத மாதா காயத்ரி - வேதத்துக்கு மற்றொரு பெயர் மறை - ஆகையால், காயத்ரி மறைத்து குறிப்பாக உணர்த்தப்பட்டது தகுமே அன்றோ).

(ஆக, காயத்ரி மந்திரமான) தந்தை சொல் மிக்க மந்திரமில்லை, என்று தான் பொருள் கொள்ள வேண்டும்.