Saturday, 26 November 2011
Wednesday, 23 November 2011
Shriram ka Bala Kand
Dasharatha was the king of Kosala, the capital of which was the city of Ayodhya. He had three queens: Kausalya, Kaikeyi and Sumitra. He was childless for a long time and, anxious to produce an heir, he performs a fire sacrifice known as Putra-Kameshti Yagya. As a consequence, Rama is first born to Kausalya, Bharata is born to Kaikeyi, and Sumitra gives birth to twins named Lakshmana and Shatrughna.These sons are endowed, to various degrees, with the essence of the God Vishnu; Vishnu had opted to be born into mortality in order to combat the demon Ravana, who was oppressing the Gods, and who could only be destroyed by a mortal.
The boys are reared as the princes of the realm, receiving instructions from the scriptures and in warfare. When Rama is 16 years old, the sage Vishwamitra comes to the court of Dasharatha in search of help against demons, who were disturbing sacrificial rites. He chooses Rama, who is followed by Lakshmana, his constant companion throughout the story. Rama and Lakshmana receive instructions and supernatural weapons from Vishwamitra, and proceed to destroy the demons.
The boys are reared as the princes of the realm, receiving instructions from the scriptures and in warfare. When Rama is 16 years old, the sage Vishwamitra comes to the court of Dasharatha in search of help against demons, who were disturbing sacrificial rites. He chooses Rama, who is followed by Lakshmana, his constant companion throughout the story. Rama and Lakshmana receive instructions and supernatural weapons from Vishwamitra, and proceed to destroy the demons.
Sunday, 20 November 2011
shriram is god in india it
Yet another year, yet another spring, yet another post on Cherry Blossoms. The annual Cherry Blossom festival just concluded in Washington, DC this weekend.
This annual event of breathtakingly beautiful proportions turns Washington in to a tourist hotspot with millions descending down on to the town. I gladly make my way downtown each year, donning my tourist hat and enjoying the hustle-bustle and large crowds that I long forgot since I left India.
This annual event of breathtakingly beautiful proportions turns Washington in to a tourist hotspot with millions descending down on to the town. I gladly make my way downtown each year, donning my tourist hat and enjoying the hustle-bustle and large crowds that I long forgot since I left India.
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