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*Evil laughter*

Question is answered

The end.


The battle between humans and Gods was all but finished, with the decimation of humans. This battle had raged for a long time. It should have been an occasion of joy, but no such expression was discernible on the visage of Gods. Indeed their faces were clouded by expressions ranging from consternation to, even grief. They had a difficult decision to make.

The prisoner.

Indra Sabha was silent. Everyone was awaiting the arrival of prisoner. After some time, main door opened and Krishna, King of vanquished humans entered, chained but defiant. Everyone was looking at him with a mixture of awe and resentment, Krishna oblivious to gaze of gathering or weight of shackles walked towards Indra with assured stride.

Indra spoke in voice tinged with pain, "O Krishna, blessed as you were with might and knowledge, proficient both in arms and Vedas, just in rule, righteous in deeds and thoughts, you who thwarted Asuras from Swarg Why oh why, you, on whom gods bestowed their greatest favours, became a Rakshas yourself ? Were the Gods wrong, or their grace flawed. Why, have thou fallen.

Krishna replied, "O Indra, Lord of Lords, Purveyor of Supreme wisdom, I was blessed with wisdom and might, I, born of divine grace, fought wars against every creature, contemplated upon Vedas, perfected Ragas and Mudras, I built the most beautiful temples and palaces. I won lands and hearts, I conquered the creation. After that, O DevaRaj, what else can any creation aspire for, but to conquer its creators. What else is the will if not conscious reaching beyond divine, manifest striving to supplant Nirguna? What else is Brahmana if not meeting of immanent with transcendent?"

Indra smiled. He had the answer now.

Jungle book time

Jungle book was a rage of its time among children and surprisingly among adults as well. I still remember the title track being played in marriages !

Jaane bhi do yaaron

What can I say !

Behold..

Why did one that transcends form, bring forth the form ? Why did one that encompasses reason devise reason ? Why did one that is beyond conscious beget conscious ?What made the perfect one dream of imperfection?

Was it to love ? For companionship ? To scorn ? Or may be just to mock ? Or even for irony ?

Update: Uttar mil gaya ! SSSS, (meaning Shri Shri Sharan Sharmaji) answered, "For Fun. Really. I asked". Gurudev ki jai ho!

Glory

To become sun, people have to look for source within themselves. Basking in reflected glory, one at most can become a footnote, an imitation of no significance, a satellite pale and uninspiring.
This desperation to appropriate and claim others as heroes is a sign of defeated and emasculated nation, of people not audacious enough, who can not imagine a better destiny, who can not ask, "why, not" ?

This is what all the clamour about Sunita Williams signifies.

Update: As is this infuriating stupidity called vote for Taj. Or indifference to visit of Thai PrimeMinister