<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:49:13.722-08:00</updated><category term='Ganesha Leela'/><category term='Ganesha'/><title type='text'>INTERESTING INDIAN MYTHOLOGY</title><subtitle type='html'>A BLOG WITH ILLUSTRATED INDIAN MYTHOLOGICAL TALES FOR CHILDREN. It is in lucid language, with beautiful illustrations and an online delight for children to read and enjoy the great epics and fables of India. 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At that time, Pandyas were ruling in many parts of Travancore. The descendants of Pandya dynasty belonging to Chempazhanattu Kovil, living in Sivagiri were given the right to rule the country of Pandalam, by the King of Travancore eight hundreds years ago. King Rajasekara was the direct descendant of this dynasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Rajasekara was very talented, courageous and just in his deeds. People were living happily and prosperously during his regime. However, the king was very unhappy that he had no children and his subjects were also worried that he had no heir to inherit his kingdom. As per the wish of the queen, both of them prayed Lord Shiva for blessing them with a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ9oxAMqkI/AAAAAAAABVg/GNwGYYDTlZY/s1600-h/king+rajasekara+praying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ9oxAMqkI/AAAAAAAABVg/GNwGYYDTlZY/s320/king+rajasekara+praying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328952029644368450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mahishasuran, Son of Ramban, undertook a severe penance (Dhavam). Lord Brahma tried to distract his concentration, but having failed in his attempts, he appeared before the Asura and blessed him  with a boon.  Mahishasuran   asked Lord   Brahma&lt;br /&gt;to give him a boon by which no man in the earth would be able to kill him, and Lord Brahma conferred the boon on him. Mahishasuran, armed with his boon, began to commit atrocities and murders on the earth and terrorised people. Fearing his wrath, people ran away to far away places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ9oxhXzDI/AAAAAAAABVo/7U656IaeieM/s1600-h/mahisha+granted+boon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ9oxhXzDI/AAAAAAAABVo/7U656IaeieM/s320/mahisha+granted+boon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328952029783510066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Devas seeing the atrocities committed by Mahishasuran came to the conclusion that only a divine power could kill him and approached Chandikadevi (Mahishasuramardhini) pleading to put an end to Mahishasura who was misusing the boon given by Lord Brahma. Chandikadevi set out on her mission and killed Mahishasura in a duel, on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ7salO9II/AAAAAAAABVA/5vPBLh-zKgU/s1600-h/chandika+devi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ7salO9II/AAAAAAAABVA/5vPBLh-zKgU/s320/chandika+devi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328949893321913474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mahishi daughter of Karamba, brother of Ramban undertook a severe penance in order to take revenge on the Devas, who were responsible for the death of her husband. Lord Brahma appeared and offered to confer on Mahishi any boon except that of immortality. Mahishi asked Lord Brahma to bless her with a boon&lt;br /&gt;by which nobody , except the son created out of the union of Vishnu (Hari) and Shiva (Haran), would be able to kill her. Lord Brahma gave the boon and Mahishi went to Devaloka and started harassing the Devas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ9pJVKRZI/AAAAAAAABVw/Huje2Dx9iQ8/s1600-h/mahishi+granted+boon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ9pJVKRZI/AAAAAAAABVw/Huje2Dx9iQ8/s320/mahishi+granted+boon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328952036174742930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Devas incurred the wrath of Durvasa Muni who cursed them. On the advice of Lord Mahavishnu that this curse could be removed only by administering Amrutham taken from Palazhi, the devas took it from the Palazhi, but the Asuras snatched it from them.Lord Mahavishnu in the disguise of Mohini, went to theAsuras and got back the Amrutham and restored it to the Devas. When Lord Shiva, went to see Lord Mahavishnu who was in the guise of a Mohini succumbed to her beauty and out of their union, was born a child, who was name Dharmasastha. Dharmasastha grew at Kailasham. Lord Shiva, answered Rajasekara's prayer and ordered Dharmasastha to take the avathar of Ayyappan . On the day King Rajasekara went for hunting in the forest, Ayyappan took the form of a baby with a golden chain and bell around his neck and placed himself near the Pamba river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ6tbXgw5I/AAAAAAAABUw/SvfHbv069-g/s1600-h/birth+of+ayyappan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ6tbXgw5I/AAAAAAAABUw/SvfHbv069-g/s320/birth+of+ayyappan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328948811201037202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;King Rajasekara went for hunting in the forest adjoining the banks of River Pampa, along with his men. He started hunting courageously in the dense forest which was a sanctuary for many wild animals. After that hunting was over, King Rajasekara advised his men to take rest and sat there entertaining himself with the sight of the natural greenish beauty and the waterfalls, of the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time, he heard a child crying from somewhere in the forest. Surprised, he went round and reached the banks of River Pampa. There he saw a beautiful and divine child (i.e. Ayyappa) kicking its legs and crying out, and was in a dilemma whether to take the child to the Palace or leave it there itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ7skkJzFI/AAAAAAAABVY/t1wdAX1gWHQ/s1600-h/king+finds+ayyappan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ7skkJzFI/AAAAAAAABVY/t1wdAX1gWHQ/s320/king+finds+ayyappan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328949896001735762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While the King was engrossed in his thoughts, a Sanyasi appeared before him and told the King that he need not be afraid of the child and take him to the Palace and that the child belonged to Kshatriya   dynasty    capable of   mitigating   all   sufferings.   The&lt;br /&gt;Sanyasi further stated that since the Child had a gold bell around his neck, his name be called "MANIKANDAN" and when the child completed twelve years, the King would know his divine history. After uttering these words, the Sanyasi disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The King of Pandalam was very joyous, he took the child to his Palace and briefed the Queen about the incident. The King and the Queen, having prayed to Lord Shiva, for a child, were very happy that they had been blessed with a child. The people also felt happy that a heir to inherit the Kingdom after the King,  has been   found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ7sZBG5EI/AAAAAAAABVI/Or580fmppiQ/s1600-h/child+manikandan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ7sZBG5EI/AAAAAAAABVI/Or580fmppiQ/s320/child+manikandan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328949892901954626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However, the Diwan of the Kingdom who was thinking that he would be the next crown after Rajasekara was worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the child, named Manikandan, began to grow in the Palace, everything began to prosper in kingdom. He was taught all martial arts and sastras and the Guru was surprised at his brilliance and agility and the extraordinary talents. The Guru came to the conclusion that he was not an ordinary child, but a divine power. After completing his education under the Guru, Manikandan approached the Guru to offer his Guru Dakshina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Manikandan  went to his Guru for his blessings, the Guru told him that he already knew that he was a divine power and he was blessed for having been given an opportunity to have Manikandan as a student. The Guru further told Manikandan that he had one request to make and  that was that  his  only  son who was dumb should be given speech. Manikandan called the Guru's son and put his hands on his head and immediately Guru's son had his speech. Manikandan requested the Guru not to reveal this to anyone and went to the Palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ9pHCX_4I/AAAAAAAABV4/KYg-sLopnew/s1600-h/manikandan+at+gurukulam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ9pHCX_4I/AAAAAAAABV4/KYg-sLopnew/s320/manikandan+at+gurukulam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328952035559079810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the meanwhile, the Queen gave birth to a male child and the child was named RajaRajan. King Rajasekara, impressed with the talents of Manikandan, decided to crown him, treating him as his eldest son. He ordered the Diwan to make arrangements for the same. The Diwan hated this and started devising plans to prevent Manikandan from being crowned to the throne and to annihilate him. He tried various methods including poisoning of food, but failed in all these. However, Manikandan's body bore an injury due to these and ordinary physicians could not cure it. Lastly, Lord Shiva disguising himself as a physician, treated Manikandan's injury and cured him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having failed in all his attempts to kill Manikandan, the Diwan approached the Queen and told her that she had her own son, it was not correct to crown a person who came from the forest. He further told the Queen since Arthasastra itself has justified any misdeed if it was done to extract a good thing, he would suggest that the Queen should pretend as if suffering from severe headache and stomach pain and he would make the physician tell that only a tigress' milk should be brought to cure the Queen and since Manikandan would only go to the forest to bring the milk, he would be in danger from the wild animals and even if Manikandan returned without bringing the tigress' milk, the King's love for him would not be as before. The Queen, became a prey to the Diwan's plot and agreed to do what he told, so that her son could succeed the King to the throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ7sFF6VgI/AAAAAAAABU4/wqxljOJYYN0/s1600-h/birth+of+rajendran.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ7sFF6VgI/AAAAAAAABU4/wqxljOJYYN0/s320/birth+of+rajendran.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328949887553394178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Queen, as told by the Diwan, cried out loudly that she was suffering from severe headache and stomach pain and the King, believing this, called the Diwan to bring in the best physicians to treat her. The Physician, brought by the Diwan examined the Queen and told the King that the Queen had been suffering from a dangerous disease and it could be cured only by applying Tigress' milk .The King sent several of his men to the forest for bringing this milk. The King understood that it was an impossible task and wanted his dear Queen to be cured at any cost and offered half of his Kingdom to anybody who brought the Milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ9pAE0t9I/AAAAAAAABWA/uKhPgC7ABR0/s1600-h/queen%27s+drama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ9pAE0t9I/AAAAAAAABWA/uKhPgC7ABR0/s320/queen%27s+drama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328952033690302418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When the King was thinking about this, Manikandan asked him to let him go to the forest promising to bring the milk. However, the King told him that he was awaiting to be crowned to the throne that he was also not of age and hence refused to let him go. Manikandan told the King, in spite of his refusal, he had to go lest he would be cursed for not curing the Queen. Since the King persisted in his refusal Manikandan wanted the King to promise to do something he wanted. The King gave the promise and asked him what he wanted and immediately Manikandan asked the King to permit to go to the Forest. The King felt disappointed that he had been tricked and with no other alternative permitted Manikandan to go to the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ6tNrrsKI/AAAAAAAABUY/nVsRysMGXaU/s1600-h/ayyappan+leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ6tNrrsKI/AAAAAAAABUY/nVsRysMGXaU/s320/ayyappan+leaves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328948807527542946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;King Rajasekara made arrangements to send a group of his loyal men along with Manikandan, which however was refused by Manikandan on the ground that the tigress might run away seeing the crowd of soldiers. King Rajasekara sent along with Manikandan necessary foodstuffs and coconuts with three-eyes, in remembrance of Lord Shiva. The Panchabuthas, sent by Lord Shiva, accompanied Manikandan to Forest. However, on his way Manikandan, came to know the atrocities of Mahishi in the Devaloka, he went there and fought a battle with Mahishi. During the conflict, Manikandan threw Mahishi down to earth from devaloka and she fell on the banks of Azhutha River. Manikandan clashed with her at Azhutha river again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ7sezXd6I/AAAAAAAABVQ/t_X-IXXDKrQ/s1600-h/end+of+mahishi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ7sezXd6I/AAAAAAAABVQ/t_X-IXXDKrQ/s320/end+of+mahishi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328949894454933410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the end, of the battle between Mahishi and Manikandan at Azhutha River banks, Manikandan climbed up on her chest and danced violently. The impact of his dance was felt on the Earth and Devloka and the Devas were afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After killing Mahishi, Manikandan went to the forest for the tigress milk, when Lord Shiva appeared before him and told him that though he had done good for the Devas, still there was one main task and that was to give comfort to the King Rajasekara who was very concerned about him. Lord Shiva further told him that he could&lt;br /&gt;go to the Palace with Lord Devendran in the form of a tiger. With Manikandan on the tiger, all female devas in the disguise of a tigress and male Devas, as tigers started their journey to the Palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ6tZVMyLI/AAAAAAAABUg/cQqWEe7SBMY/s1600-h/ayyappan+on+tigresses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ6tZVMyLI/AAAAAAAABUg/cQqWEe7SBMY/s320/ayyappan+on+tigresses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328948810654468274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Manikandan, with the tigers, approached the Palace, the people who ridiculed him when the started his journey to forest whether he wanted a toy tigresses, really got panicky seeing the violent bunch of animals and started running helter skelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ6tPiEFfI/AAAAAAAABUQ/7ppKyRUDXEY/s1600-h/ayyappan+dicloses+secret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ6tPiEFfI/AAAAAAAABUQ/7ppKyRUDXEY/s320/ayyappan+dicloses+secret.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328948808024069618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just then, the same Sanyasi who appeared before King Rajasekara when he picked up Manikandan at the forest as a baby, appeared again at the palace and told King Rajasekara the real identity of Manikandan. Hearing this, the King stood in great surprise and silence. He saw Manikandan riding a tiger and people running away. Seeing the King, Manikandan descended from the Tige and told him that since the tigresses were there, he could get the Queen cured with their milk. King Rajasekara, fell at his feet and asked to forgive him for whatever happened without his knowledge, and asked him to send back the tigers as the Queens ailment had been cured the moment Manikandan went to the forest. On that day Manikandan reached the age of twelve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Rajasekara told Manikandan that the Diwan was responsible for all these things and hence he should be punished. However, Manikandan told the king that he need not punish the Diwan and all had happened only through the will of God, and he told further that time had come for him to go to Devaloka since the task for&lt;br /&gt;which he took avatar himself on the Earth is completed and asked the King what boon he wanted from him and he was ready to give it as he was much pleased by his devotion. Immediately, King Rajasekara told him that they wanted to raise a temple in his memory and suggest a suitable place for the temple. Manikandan aimed an arrow which fell at a place called Sabari, where in Sri Rama's era a Sanyasini called Sabari observed Dhavam. Lord Manikandan told the King to build the temple in that place and then he disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ6tRcO4DI/AAAAAAAABUo/t5XQqtoUwjM/s1600-h/ayyappan+shoots+arrow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ6tRcO4DI/AAAAAAAABUo/t5XQqtoUwjM/s320/ayyappan+shoots+arrow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328948808536481842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As per Saint Agasthya's advise, King Rajasekara laid the foundation stone for the building the Sabarimala Shrine. Bhagwan Manikandan, had made it clear that he would grace only those devotees who offer Dharshan after performing Vritha for fortyone days keeping themselves isolated from family desires and tastes and leading a life like Brahmacharya, thinking of good things always, and that while coming for his darshan, they shall carry the holy irumudi on their heads, as the Bhagwan did when he went to the forest to fetch tigress milk, and bathed in River Pampa raising slogans of Saranam and climb the eighteen stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ_RT6MO2I/AAAAAAAABWI/q-gb5yxYz1k/s1600-h/sabarimalai+temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ_RT6MO2I/AAAAAAAABWI/q-gb5yxYz1k/s320/sabarimalai+temple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328953825720810338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As graced by the Bhagwan King Rajasekara completed building of the temple with eighteen steps to reach it. When the King was thinking how to put Dharmasastha's figure in the temple for darshan to devotees, he recalled the words of the Bhagwan, the River Pampa was a holy river as River Ganga,  Sabarimala was a holy place as Kasi. Dharmasastha sent Parasuraman to Sabarimala who carved the figure of Lord Ayyappa and installed it on the day of Makarasankranthi, the day on which the Makara Jothi appears. Every year lakhs and lakhs of people throng to Sabarimala irrespective of caste or creed and adorn themselves with garlands and irumudis, chants slogans on Lord Ayyappa, bathe in holy river Pampa, climb up the eighteen steps and get the grace of Lord Ayyappa, the Dharmasastha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ_RZnE3yI/AAAAAAAABWQ/dh-dnWwqMfA/s1600-h/statue+of+ayyappan+at+sabarimalai.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ_RZnE3yI/AAAAAAAABWQ/dh-dnWwqMfA/s320/statue+of+ayyappan+at+sabarimalai.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328953827251248930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-8175526863199313592?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/8175526863199313592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/story-of-lord-ayyappan.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/8175526863199313592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/8175526863199313592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/story-of-lord-ayyappan.html' title='STORY OF LORD AYYAPPAN'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQ9oxAMqkI/AAAAAAAABVg/GNwGYYDTlZY/s72-c/king+rajasekara+praying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-4290001132494829948</id><published>2009-04-26T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T02:45:50.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TALES OF MURUGA-part 3</title><content type='html'>IDUMBAN-THE LEGEND OF KAAVADI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;age Agastya&lt;/span&gt; wanted to take two hills -- Sivagiri and Saktigiri -- to his abode in the South and commissioned his asuran disciple &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Idumban&lt;/span&gt; to carry them. Idumban was one of the very few asuran survivors of the suraasuran war between Murugan's forces and those of Surapadman. After surviving the war he had repented and became a devotee of Lord Murugan. &lt;p&gt;At this stage, Subrahmanya or Muruga had just been outwitted by His brother Ganesa in a contest for going around the world and He was still smarting over the matter. Ganapati had won the prized fruit (the &lt;i&gt;Jnana-pazham&lt;/i&gt;) by simply going around His parents. Long after this, Subrahmanya came seating on His peacock to find that the prize had already been given away. In anger, He vowed to leave His home and family and came down to Tiru Avinankudi at the Adivaaram (meaning 'foot of the Sivagiri Hill'). Siva pacified Him by saying that Subrahmanya Himself was the fruit (&lt;i&gt;pazham&lt;/i&gt;) of all wisdom and knowledge. Hence the place was called &lt;i&gt;Pazham-nee&lt;/i&gt; ('You are the fruit') or Palani. Later He withdrew to the hill and settled there as a recluse in peace and solitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQswp2CA4I/AAAAAAAABUI/tUkaLUat4aU/s1600-h/competition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQswp2CA4I/AAAAAAAABUI/tUkaLUat4aU/s320/competition.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328933473463960450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Idumban bore the hills slung across his shoulders in the form of a kavadi, one on each side. When he reached Palani and felt fatigued, he placed the kavadi down to take rest. &lt;p&gt;When Idumban resumed his journey, he found that he could not lift the hill. Muruga had made it impossible for Idumban to carry it. Upon the hilltop the great asuran spotted a little boy wearing only kaupeenam and demanded that he vacate at once so Idumban could proceed with his task. The boy, who was yet in a fighting mood, refused. In the fierce battle which ensued, Idumban was slain but was later restored to life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQswnVQNdI/AAAAAAAABUA/5YUAT19oGoo/s1600-h/idumban+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQswnVQNdI/AAAAAAAABUA/5YUAT19oGoo/s320/idumban+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328933472789607890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQswe9iz9I/AAAAAAAABT4/uSWgCZ5ZtJM/s1600-h/idumban+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQswe9iz9I/AAAAAAAABT4/uSWgCZ5ZtJM/s320/idumban+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328933470542680018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Idumban belatedly recognised the boy as none other than his &lt;i&gt;ishta devata&lt;/i&gt; Murugan and prayed to Him that: 1) whosoever carried on his shoulders the kavadi, signifying the two hills and visited the temple on a vow should be blessed; and 2) he should be given the priviledge of standing sentinel at the entrance to the hill. Hence we have the Idumban shrine half-way up the hill where every pilgrim is expected to offer obeisance to Idumban before entering the temple of Dandayudhapani Swami. Since then, pilgrims to Palani bring their offerings on their shoulders in a kavadi. The custom has spread from Palani to all Muruga shrines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-4290001132494829948?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/4290001132494829948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/tales-of-muruga-part-3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/4290001132494829948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/4290001132494829948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/tales-of-muruga-part-3.html' title='TALES OF MURUGA-part 3'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQswp2CA4I/AAAAAAAABUI/tUkaLUat4aU/s72-c/competition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-4709260355658462704</id><published>2009-04-26T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T02:30:28.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TALES OF MURUGA-part 2</title><content type='html'>"PAZHAM NEE APPA!"-THE LEGEND OF PALANI MURUGAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQpgSsFRUI/AAAAAAAABTw/64tdXlSxHno/s1600-h/uma+with+murugan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQpgSsFRUI/AAAAAAAABTw/64tdXlSxHno/s320/uma+with+murugan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328929893835425090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The illustrated story of Lord Muruga, why He left Kailasa and came to Palani, and how Palani got its name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQoqcWhGzI/AAAAAAAABTY/HEsHcNycUcs/s1600-h/palani+story.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQoqcWhGzI/AAAAAAAABTY/HEsHcNycUcs/s320/palani+story.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328928968716393266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800040;"&gt;The devas (gods)&lt;/span&gt; and saints used to go to Mount Kailasa to worship Lord Shiva. At Mount Kailasa Shiva and Parvati were greatly pleased to see saints meditating, Nandi Deva praying for God's blessing, Lord Muruga playing at the feet of Lord Shiva, and Ganapati dancing with his trunk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800040;"&gt;At that time Narada&lt;/span&gt; arrived there. Playing his veena and chanting a “Hara-Hara! Shambo Maha Deva!” Lord Shiva welcomed him gracefully. After worshipping the God and Goddess, Narada offered them a very special mango fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQnu3sLLgI/AAAAAAAABSw/ORE3S6YSd2c/s1600-h/ganesha%27s+plan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQnu3sLLgI/AAAAAAAABSw/ORE3S6YSd2c/s320/ganesha%27s+plan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328927945262837250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQoqbzcddI/AAAAAAAABTQ/LtiGHkNS4EQ/s1600-h/narada+gives+fruit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQoqbzcddI/AAAAAAAABTQ/LtiGHkNS4EQ/s320/narada+gives+fruit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328928968569288146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800040;"&gt;Upon seeing this,&lt;/span&gt;  Muruga and Vinayaga anxiously waited to receive the fruit. This fruit (&lt;i&gt;Gñâna Pazham&lt;/i&gt;) had unparalleled taste. So the Lord decided to conduct a contest to choose the right person for the fruit. The winner should circle the world first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800040;"&gt;Muruga and Vinayaga&lt;/span&gt; were astonished by this order for a while but soon got to work. Goddess Uma watched them with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQnuUsDs-I/AAAAAAAABSg/8G-Cu88XSEU/s1600-h/competition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQnuUsDs-I/AAAAAAAABSg/8G-Cu88XSEU/s320/competition.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328927935867106274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#800040;"&gt;The brave young Kandavel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  (Murugan) started his journey around the world at once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Within a second I will go around the world upon my blue peacock," he said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The blue peacock fluttered its wings like a golden chariot an flew around the world in the blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQoqeo7GZI/AAAAAAAABTI/vCHe7qM3Q3A/s1600-h/murugan+taravels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQoqeo7GZI/AAAAAAAABTI/vCHe7qM3Q3A/s320/murugan+taravels.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328928969330465170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#800040;"&gt;Meanwhile, Vinayaga&lt;/span&gt; realised his disadvantage and thought of a solution. He went around his father and mother and worshipped them. &lt;p&gt;Then Lord Shiva asked his son Lord Ganapati, “Vinayaga! What did you do?” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saying to his father and mother, “Because of you only, this world arises and falls. Father and mother are the world,” he claimed the prize fruit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shiva and Uma were pleased by this act of Vinayaga and presented the fruit to him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQoqmSrcHI/AAAAAAAABTo/1eYbovKo9Ls/s1600-h/vinayaka+wins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQoqmSrcHI/AAAAAAAABTo/1eYbovKo9Ls/s320/vinayaka+wins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328928971384647794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#800040;"&gt;Lord Muruga&lt;/span&gt; reached his father Lord Shiva within a second to claim the fruit. But it had already been won by his brother Ganapati! &lt;p&gt;Muruga was very surprised and angry. At that time Shiva told Lord Muruga that Ganapati had completed the contest faster by circling his parents. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lord Muruga could not accept this reason. Hence he became hard-hearted and his lips became reddish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQnvHIpSeI/AAAAAAAABS4/u1klO-YH1x4/s1600-h/muruga+is+angry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQnvHIpSeI/AAAAAAAABS4/u1klO-YH1x4/s320/muruga+is+angry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328927949408782818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#800040;"&gt;Lord Muruga&lt;/span&gt; went and sat upon his peacock in anger. &lt;p&gt;Goddess Parvati's heart was beating rapidly. She came to Muruga, said, “Darling! Kathirvela! Stop!” and took her son Muruga in her lap. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At that time Vinayaga did not know what to do. But Muruga flew away on the peacock. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This happened for the welfare of the people in the world. This is known as “Grace Play” and “Grace Anger”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQnvEKaWXI/AAAAAAAABTA/Fk8Ks1YJBxE/s1600-h/muruga+leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQnvEKaWXI/AAAAAAAABTA/Fk8Ks1YJBxE/s320/muruga+leaves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328927948610886002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From mount Kailasa Lord Muruga traveled to the extreme South and landed at Tiru Avinankudi Hill and settled there. To cool the heat of Lord Muruga's anger, the God and Goddess followed him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They consoled him by saying you need not worry about this fruit. “You are the fruit (&lt;i&gt;Pazham nee&lt;/i&gt;),” said Lord Shiva to Palani Muruga. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From that day onwards, Lord Palani Muruga sheds His grace upon devotees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQoqpS__fI/AAAAAAAABTg/gL6zptyaiIw/s1600-h/pazham+nee+appa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQoqpS__fI/AAAAAAAABTg/gL6zptyaiIw/s320/pazham+nee+appa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328928972191301106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#800040;"&gt;Lord Muruga&lt;/span&gt; showed his grace just like a saint (&lt;i&gt;ândi&lt;/i&gt;) in Tiru Avinankudi. &lt;p&gt;His bright face in equal to the rising sun; His very sight pours grace upon the devotee. His forehead displays &lt;i&gt;tilakam&lt;/i&gt;, sandal and &lt;i&gt;tiruneeru&lt;/i&gt; (vibhuti). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His broad chest having a cord with &lt;i&gt;danda&lt;/i&gt; (staff) gives safety for others; His left hand on thigh shows abundant grace; His jeweled ankles shine with beauty; He shows grace to all wearing only a &lt;i&gt;kaupîna&lt;/i&gt; (loincloth) along with the blue peacock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQnuwhiszI/AAAAAAAABSo/LSnKu7ogHpo/s1600-h/danadayuthapani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQnuwhiszI/AAAAAAAABSo/LSnKu7ogHpo/s320/danadayuthapani.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328927943339193138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-4709260355658462704?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/4709260355658462704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/tales-of-muruga-part-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/4709260355658462704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/4709260355658462704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/tales-of-muruga-part-2.html' title='TALES OF MURUGA-part 2'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQpgSsFRUI/AAAAAAAABTw/64tdXlSxHno/s72-c/uma+with+murugan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-6681616045356669309</id><published>2009-04-26T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T02:12:39.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TALES OF MURUGA-part 1</title><content type='html'>KANDA PURANAM&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Maya is born to Asurendran and Mangala Kesi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQbZu0cLLI/AAAAAAAABPE/ZQtWBcEmDyQ/s1600-h/maya+birth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQbZu0cLLI/AAAAAAAABPE/ZQtWBcEmDyQ/s320/maya+birth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328914387964800178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Maya seeks advise from sage Sukrachariyar on expanding her race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQbZj1r8RI/AAAAAAAABPM/yvVZYZJhuV8/s1600-h/maya+seeks+advice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQbZj1r8RI/AAAAAAAABPM/yvVZYZJhuV8/s320/maya+seeks+advice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328914385017237778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Maya marries sage Kasyapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQbZ6PPTTI/AAAAAAAABPU/817SgY5GLiI/s1600-h/maya+weds+kashyapa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQbZ6PPTTI/AAAAAAAABPU/817SgY5GLiI/s320/maya+weds+kashyapa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328914391029992754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The birth of Surapadman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQVwvFhgdI/AAAAAAAABOE/dE72geiRC1E/s1600-h/birth+of+surapadman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQVwvFhgdI/AAAAAAAABOE/dE72geiRC1E/s320/birth+of+surapadman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328908186103677394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Maya and sage Kasyapa take the form of lions and give birth to Singhamukhan , the lion-faced brother of Surapadman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQVwrQsWXI/AAAAAAAABN8/F281ufO1Ih4/s1600-h/birth+of+singhamukhan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQVwrQsWXI/AAAAAAAABN8/F281ufO1Ih4/s320/birth+of+singhamukhan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328908185076783474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Maya and sage Kasyapa take the form of elephants and give birth to Tarakasuran , the elephant-faced  brother of Surapadman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQVw36oWTI/AAAAAAAABOM/TC-H9Wn3sts/s1600-h/birth+of+tarakasuran.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQVw36oWTI/AAAAAAAABOM/TC-H9Wn3sts/s320/birth+of+tarakasuran.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328908188473907506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Maya and sage Kasyapa take the form of goats and give birth to Ajamukhi, the goat-headed sister of Surapadman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQVwcryqOI/AAAAAAAABN0/QIoheofJLD4/s1600-h/birth+of+ajamukhi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQVwcryqOI/AAAAAAAABN0/QIoheofJLD4/s320/birth+of+ajamukhi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328908181163911394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The birth of another two lakh (200,000) asuras. They pay respects to their parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQXhcQFH4I/AAAAAAAABOU/mZP3RelKhWQ/s1600-h/birth+of+two+crore+rakshasas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQXhcQFH4I/AAAAAAAABOU/mZP3RelKhWQ/s320/birth+of+two+crore+rakshasas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328910122372898690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Surapadman seeks the grace of Lord Siva by performing tapas (austerities).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQh-gToikI/AAAAAAAABRk/hmUP9X0Rz6g/s1600-h/surapadman+seeks+grace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQh-gToikI/AAAAAAAABRk/hmUP9X0Rz6g/s320/surapadman+seeks+grace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328921616794028610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Surapadman receives the boon to rule 1008 worlds and 108 ages (yugas) of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQh-nlR9iI/AAAAAAAABRc/2G41cExEWcc/s1600-h/surapadman+recieves+boons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQh-nlR9iI/AAAAAAAABRc/2G41cExEWcc/s320/surapadman+recieves+boons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328921618747094562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Upon receiving the boons, the arrogant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Surapadman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; imprisons the devas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQgVqFB2RI/AAAAAAAABRE/Spr--BIa9Ls/s1600-h/surapadman+imprisons+devas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQgVqFB2RI/AAAAAAAABRE/Spr--BIa9Ls/s320/surapadman+imprisons+devas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328919815530862866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The devas tell their grievance to Lord Siva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQXhsiPIHI/AAAAAAAABOk/OBLT7OT7mKM/s1600-h/devas+inform+lord+siva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQXhsiPIHI/AAAAAAAABOk/OBLT7OT7mKM/s320/devas+inform+lord+siva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328910126744019058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lord Siva promises to produce a son who will end the devas' sufferings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQerFtcHYI/AAAAAAAABQc/RTJc_f2GzPA/s1600-h/siva+promises+a+son.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQerFtcHYI/AAAAAAAABQc/RTJc_f2GzPA/s320/siva+promises+a+son.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328917984702111106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Six sparks appear from Lord Siva's third eye and land in Saravana Poykai (a marshy lake in Himālaya).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQerf3V-qI/AAAAAAAABQs/ptxniLAnAhM/s1600-h/six+sparks+from+siva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQerf3V-qI/AAAAAAAABQs/ptxniLAnAhM/s320/six+sparks+from+siva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328917991722973858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The six sparks transform into six baby boys in six lotus flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQVwWwiv-I/AAAAAAAABNs/LsuV7YG0YKo/s1600-h/birth+of+six+boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQVwWwiv-I/AAAAAAAABNs/LsuV7YG0YKo/s320/birth+of+six+boys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328908179573227490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The six charming baby boys are brought up by the six Krttika nymphs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQerO-irDI/AAAAAAAABQk/Ea78-d00IzU/s1600-h/six+krittika+maidens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQerO-irDI/AAAAAAAABQk/Ea78-d00IzU/s320/six+krittika+maidens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328917987189763122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mother Uma Devi lovingly gathers all six babies and transforms them into the six-faced Arumukhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQh-2hA6jI/AAAAAAAABR0/WK6f0nWD-Cg/s1600-h/uma+embraces+arumukhan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQh-2hA6jI/AAAAAAAABR0/WK6f0nWD-Cg/s320/uma+embraces+arumukhan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328921622755732018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lord Murugan receives the Vel (divine lance) from His Father Lord Siva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQdWePmDlI/AAAAAAAABP8/IpF0Y9FgHmk/s1600-h/murugan+recieves+vel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQdWePmDlI/AAAAAAAABP8/IpF0Y9FgHmk/s320/murugan+recieves+vel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328916530998939218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lord Murugan sets out for battle with Surapadman to end the suffering of the devas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQdWU-HO2I/AAAAAAAABP0/_IdaVXVd5A8/s1600-h/murugan+goes+to+battle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQdWU-HO2I/AAAAAAAABP0/_IdaVXVd5A8/s320/murugan+goes+to+battle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328916528509696866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tarakasuran turns himself into the Krauncha Mountain, but is felled by Lord Murugan's Vel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQh-749pxI/AAAAAAAABRs/_waHrI6DXUA/s1600-h/tarakasura+slain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQh-749pxI/AAAAAAAABRs/_waHrI6DXUA/s320/tarakasura+slain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328921624198358802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lord Murugan sends Veerabahu Devar as envoy to Surapadman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQkHPzfNUI/AAAAAAAABSQ/LGuDo8Q3RGM/s1600-h/veerabahu+sent+as+an+envoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQkHPzfNUI/AAAAAAAABSQ/LGuDo8Q3RGM/s320/veerabahu+sent+as+an+envoy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328923966006310210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Surapadman speaks arrogantly with Veerabahu Devar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQgV-zs65I/AAAAAAAABRM/5fhxIVybmFY/s1600-h/surapadman+mistreats+veerabahu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQgV-zs65I/AAAAAAAABRM/5fhxIVybmFY/s320/surapadman+mistreats+veerabahu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328919821095332754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Surapadman being advised by his younger brother, Singhamukhan, to avoid war with Lord Murugan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQeqjEOcWI/AAAAAAAABQU/ef5opVaQ2yQ/s1600-h/singhamukhan%27s+advice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQeqjEOcWI/AAAAAAAABQU/ef5opVaQ2yQ/s320/singhamukhan%27s+advice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328917975402443106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Surapadman rebukes Singhamukhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQgV0qV6lI/AAAAAAAABRU/sk3UDIAYwSE/s1600-h/surapadman+rebukes+singhamukhan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQgV0qV6lI/AAAAAAAABRU/sk3UDIAYwSE/s320/surapadman+rebukes+singhamukhan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328919818371721810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Singhamukhan dies while fighting Lord Murugan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQeqqIU3KI/AAAAAAAABQM/k_J0Sst78CQ/s1600-h/singhamukhan+dies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQeqqIU3KI/AAAAAAAABQM/k_J0Sst78CQ/s320/singhamukhan+dies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328917977298689186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The duel between Lord Murugan and Surapadman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQgVTCIfsI/AAAAAAAABQ0/VVD2jobNK_g/s1600-h/surapadman+and+karttikeya+fight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQgVTCIfsI/AAAAAAAABQ0/VVD2jobNK_g/s320/surapadman+and+karttikeya+fight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328919809344700098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Surapadman transforms into a monstrous upside-down mango tree in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQgVg6WjPI/AAAAAAAABQ8/Hu2sXCGU_1k/s1600-h/surapadman+hides.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQgVg6WjPI/AAAAAAAABQ8/Hu2sXCGU_1k/s320/surapadman+hides.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328919813070163186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lord Murugan, using His mighty Vel, splits the tree and one half transforms as a peacock and the other as a cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQdWMWSlnI/AAAAAAAABPs/CfMKhrZwEoc/s1600-h/muruga+splits+surapadman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQdWMWSlnI/AAAAAAAABPs/CfMKhrZwEoc/s320/muruga+splits+surapadman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328916526195185266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lord Murugan takes the cock as His victory flag and the peacock as His vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQXhl-EjJI/AAAAAAAABOc/PupISkiCyh8/s1600-h/cock+and+peacock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQXhl-EjJI/AAAAAAAABOc/PupISkiCyh8/s320/cock+and+peacock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328910124981718162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lord Murugan performs Siva puja (prayers) at Tiruchendur and sheds His Divine Grace upon the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQdWo1G8GI/AAAAAAAABQE/m4i087aFL0o/s1600-h/puja+to+lord+siva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQdWo1G8GI/AAAAAAAABQE/m4i087aFL0o/s320/puja+to+lord+siva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328916533840638050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lord Indra presents the hand of His daughter Deyvanai in marriage to Lord Murugan, who ended the sufferings of the devas. The marriage takes place at Tirupparankundram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQXh3qrU_I/AAAAAAAABOs/0oc267CU0xY/s1600-h/deyvanai+weds+karttikeya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQXh3qrU_I/AAAAAAAABOs/0oc267CU0xY/s320/deyvanai+weds+karttikeya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328910129732211698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lord Murugan sheds His divine grace upon Sri Lakshmi, Kamadhenu (the fabled cow which supplies every want in the world of Gods), Surya (Lord Sun), Bhumi Devi (Mother Earth), and Agni (Lord of fire), at Tiruvavinankudi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQdWNDTIHI/AAAAAAAABPk/9e1WWrrsEEM/s1600-h/muruga+shedding+grace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQdWNDTIHI/AAAAAAAABPk/9e1WWrrsEEM/s320/muruga+shedding+grace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328916526383964274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lord Murugan explains the meaning of the pranava mantra ('Om'), to His Father, Lord Siva, at Tiruverakam (Swamimalai).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQbZ7BqCkI/AAAAAAAABPc/gDGYdfSaEtc/s1600-h/muruga+explaining+om.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQbZ7BqCkI/AAAAAAAABPc/gDGYdfSaEtc/s320/muruga+explaining+om.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328914391241460290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lord Murugan in His universal form (Visvarupa) at Palamutircolai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQh-07iFXI/AAAAAAAABR8/s2UUi4XDG2E/s1600-h/universal+form.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQh-07iFXI/AAAAAAAABR8/s2UUi4XDG2E/s320/universal+form.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328921622330086770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lord Murugan, assuming the form of a Vedar (hunter), seeks Valli's love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQkHHMHHWI/AAAAAAAABSY/A3Q4pR9UITI/s1600-h/wooing+valli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQkHHMHHWI/AAAAAAAABSY/A3Q4pR9UITI/s320/wooing+valli.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328923963693669730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lord Murugan returns in the form of an old man to seek Valli's love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQXh6DsEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/R6oDvVZaytg/s1600-h/karttikeya+saving+valli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQXh6DsEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/R6oDvVZaytg/s320/karttikeya+saving+valli.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328910130373988466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The marriage of Sri Valli and Lord Murugan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQkG9XhD9I/AAAAAAAABSI/fCOP5hfM-ls/s1600-h/valli+weds+muruga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQkG9XhD9I/AAAAAAAABSI/fCOP5hfM-ls/s320/valli+weds+muruga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328923961057152978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lord Murugan with Sri Valli and Sri Deyvanai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQbZsnYV-I/AAAAAAAABO8/GYY_X18yNO4/s1600-h/karttikeya+with+wives.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQbZsnYV-I/AAAAAAAABO8/GYY_X18yNO4/s320/karttikeya+with+wives.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328914387373152226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-6681616045356669309?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/6681616045356669309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/tales-of-muruga-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/6681616045356669309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/6681616045356669309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/tales-of-muruga-part-1.html' title='TALES OF MURUGA-part 1'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfQbZu0cLLI/AAAAAAAABPE/ZQtWBcEmDyQ/s72-c/maya+birth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-1370084504417731057</id><published>2009-04-25T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T09:52:19.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GANESHA LEELA-part 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfM-IEVRCKI/AAAAAAAABNk/5Z2PvQKSm08/s1600-h/ganesha+cursing+moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfM-IEVRCKI/AAAAAAAABNk/5Z2PvQKSm08/s320/ganesha+cursing+moon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328671092432242850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GANESHA AND CHANDRA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Ganesha's birthday and he had eaten a lot of laddoos in his devotees' houses. With his pot belly, Ganesha sat on Mushaka, his vehicle. A snake came there and as it was Mushaka's natural enemy, it dropped Ganesha and ran away. Chandra, the moon started laughing at this and made fun of Ganesha, who took thew sake and tied it around his stomach to settle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chandra only laughed more. The angry Ganesha cursed the moon that he would always remain dark. When Chandra apologised, he forgave him and as he couldn't take back the curse told him that he would darken half of the time and then brighten zt other times. Chandra went away happily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-1370084504417731057?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/1370084504417731057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/ganesha-leela-part-8.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/1370084504417731057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/1370084504417731057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/ganesha-leela-part-8.html' title='GANESHA LEELA-part 8'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfM-IEVRCKI/AAAAAAAABNk/5Z2PvQKSm08/s72-c/ganesha+cursing+moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-6156230148823630750</id><published>2009-04-25T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T09:27:51.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GANESHA LEELA-part 7</title><content type='html'>GANESHA WRITES MAHABHARATA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;Vyasa started singing.  Whenever he felt Ganesha was writing too fast for him, he would come with a difficult verse, thus by the time Ganesha could decipher the meaning, he would have composed several more verses in his mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;In this way, Vyasa completed the Bharatham in 60 lakhs granthams.  This comprises the Kandapuranam, Ramayanam, Savithri Puranam, Nala Puranam and so on.  Lord Ganesha  wrote on Mount Meru using his tusk.  Of these 60 lakh granthams, 30 lakhs are supposed to be in the Deva Logam, 15 lakhs in Yatcha Logam and 14 lakhs in Asura Logam.  Only the remaining 1 lakh granthams is assumed to be on the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfM5rlVfmeI/AAAAAAAABNc/a51sUOKxyEg/s1600-h/veda+vyasa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfM5rlVfmeI/AAAAAAAABNc/a51sUOKxyEg/s320/veda+vyasa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328666205028850146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;Sage Vyasa is supposed to have sung 8,800 granthams, which were difficult for Ganesha to decipher.  He has himself stated that Ganesha, Sage Vyasa himself and his Sugan are probably the only ones who know the meaning of those 8,800 granthams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;The Mahabharatham is considered the fifth Veda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-6156230148823630750?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/6156230148823630750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/ganesha-leela-part-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/6156230148823630750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/6156230148823630750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/ganesha-leela-part-7.html' title='GANESHA LEELA-part 7'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfM5rlVfmeI/AAAAAAAABNc/a51sUOKxyEg/s72-c/veda+vyasa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-2954566858618870494</id><published>2009-04-25T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T09:18:22.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GANESHA LEELA- part 6</title><content type='html'>VAKRATHUNDA VINAYAKA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Basmasuran was killed by Siva &amp;amp; Vishnu (Vishnu in the form of Mohini), Duraasadan, Basmasuran's son was angry and upset.  He did tapas &amp;amp; got boons from Siva that he should never die and that all the devas should be under his control, etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfMztSWQF3I/AAAAAAAABNU/o8X55wVRMrg/s1600-h/bhasmasura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfMztSWQF3I/AAAAAAAABNU/o8X55wVRMrg/s320/bhasmasura.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328659637221726066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;As usual Siva gave him the varam &amp;amp; there was total chaos for some time.  All the Devas ran into hiding &amp;amp; even Brahma &amp;amp; Vishnu ran out of their Brahma Logam &amp;amp; Vaikundam.  All of them rushed to Kasi which was ruled by Viswanathar.   On hearing of this Duraasadan came to Kasi.  All the Gods and Devas rushed away to Kedaram, because the time was not yet right to kill Duraasadan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;Soon, on the prayers of the Devas, an avataram of Lord Ganesha came out of Uma Devi's face. (with five faces, 10 hands, Jada magudam with moon).  Uma Devi named him Vakradhundar and gave him her Simha Vahanam (lion).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfMwkVWJrZI/AAAAAAAABNM/2e5pAErZsjE/s1600-h/vakrathunda+vinayaka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfMwkVWJrZI/AAAAAAAABNM/2e5pAErZsjE/s320/vakrathunda+vinayaka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328656184872906130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;There ensued a heavy fight between Vakradhundar &amp;amp; Duraasadan.  Finally Ganesha took a huge form (Viswa roopam) &amp;amp; placed his feet on Duraasandan's head.  Since Ganesha is the form of Gnanam, all evil thoughts &amp;amp; the effects of his evil deeds rushed out of Duraasadan.  Lord Ganesha gave him the job of destroying all evil in Kasi.  He remains under Vakradhundar's feet doing his duty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-2954566858618870494?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/2954566858618870494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/ganesha-leela-part-6.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/2954566858618870494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/2954566858618870494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/ganesha-leela-part-6.html' title='GANESHA LEELA- part 6'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfMztSWQF3I/AAAAAAAABNU/o8X55wVRMrg/s72-c/bhasmasura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-8625900796325949992</id><published>2009-04-25T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T07:38:26.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GANESHA LEELA-part 5</title><content type='html'>GANESHA AND RAVANA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;Ravana, the king of Lanka was an asura, but he was an ardent devotee of Lord Siva. He reached mount Kailas &amp;amp; prayed to Lord Siva, that his Lanka should never be destroyed. Lord Siva gave him an Aathma Lingam, with the condition that he should go back on foot to Lanka &amp;amp; that he should not put down the Lingam at any point. If he were to put the Lingam down, the Lingam would remain firmly at that spot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;The Devas were worried that the Aathma Lingam would add to the might of Ravana &amp;amp; that he could never be destroyed if he succeeded in taking the Aathma Lingam to Lanka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;They prayed to Lord Ganesha for help. Lord Ganesha caused Ravana's stomach to be filled with water. Ravana grew desperate to answer nature's call. Ganesha appeared before Ravana as a small boy. Ravana handed over the Aathma Lingam to the boy. Ganesha declared that he could not wait for long &amp;amp; when he grew tired, he would call out Ravana's name thrice &amp;amp; if he did not come &amp;amp; take the Lingam, he would place it on the ground &amp;amp; go away. Ravana agreed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;Soon Ganesha called out Ravana's name thrice, and since Ravana could not come and take the Lingam, he placed it on the ground. The enraged Ravana tried to remove the Lingam from the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfMgGAoTDAI/AAAAAAAABM8/UWFN-CqZjR0/s1600-h/ganesha+ravana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfMgGAoTDAI/AAAAAAAABM8/UWFN-CqZjR0/s320/ganesha+ravana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328638071729753090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;But, in spite of using his twenty hands, he could not budge the Lingam. Though the Lingam could not be moved, the pressure from Ravana's hands had changed its shape like the ear of a cow &amp;amp; hence the place came to be called Kokarnam (Ko-cow, karnam-ear). The lingam came to be called Mahabaleswarar since it could not even be shifted by the mighty Ravana (maha-great, balam-power, Eswarar-Lord Siva). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;Ravana started chasing the boy to hit him on his head. Lord Ganesha showed his true form &amp;amp; blessed him. The Ganesha statue in the temple has a hollow on the head, where Ravana is supposed to have strcuk him (Kuttu - to hit with folded fists). Lord Ganesha can be pleased by doing kuttu (gently tapping both temples with folded fists). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-8625900796325949992?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/8625900796325949992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/ganesha-leela-part-5.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/8625900796325949992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/8625900796325949992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/ganesha-leela-part-5.html' title='GANESHA LEELA-part 5'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfMgGAoTDAI/AAAAAAAABM8/UWFN-CqZjR0/s72-c/ganesha+ravana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-4974289233728213852</id><published>2009-04-23T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T06:33:42.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GANESHA LEELA-part 4</title><content type='html'>GAJAMUGASURAN- GANESHA'S VEHICLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;There was an asura called Gajamugasuran. He did deep penance and worshipped Lord Siva, who granted him several boons, by which he became extremely powerful. He put the Devas and rishis to great trouble. He forced the Devas to do 1008 Thoeppukaranams in the morning, 1008 in the afternoon and 1008 in the evening. (Thoepukaranam means to sit down and stand up holding one's ears with crossed hands, left ear with right hand &amp;amp; right ear with left hand). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;The Devas prayed to Lord Siva to rescue them from this evil asura. Lord Siva sent Lord Vinayaga to overcome Gajamugasuran. Vinayagar went with several weapons such as bow &amp;amp; arrow, sword, axe, etc. However, since Gajamugasuran had been granted the boon that he be destroyed by no weapon, none of these weapons used by Lord Vinayaga were effective. Vinayagar broke off his right tusk and used it to kill Gajamugasuran. Gajamugasuran still rushed at Vinayaga in the form of a mooshikam (small mouse). Vinayagar crushed the ego and vanity of Gajamugasuran and sat on the mooshikam. The humbled Gajamugasuran bowed before Vinayagar, who accepted the mooshikam as his vahana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfBf4XmyvBI/AAAAAAAABM0/rIEXKXIGf1M/s1600-h/ganesha+gajamugasura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfBf4XmyvBI/AAAAAAAABM0/rIEXKXIGf1M/s320/ganesha+gajamugasura.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327863781193333778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;Lord Vinayaka is the source of everlasting wisdom. He crushed ego and vanity and reduced it to the size of a mooshikam and used it as his vahana. Lord Vinayagar can be pleased by doing Thoepukaranam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-4974289233728213852?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/4974289233728213852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/ganesha-leela-part-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/4974289233728213852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/4974289233728213852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/ganesha-leela-part-4.html' title='GANESHA LEELA-part 4'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfBf4XmyvBI/AAAAAAAABM0/rIEXKXIGf1M/s72-c/ganesha+gajamugasura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-1782966086611437272</id><published>2009-04-23T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T04:56:57.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GANESHA LEELA - part 3</title><content type='html'>KAVERI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an unusually hot summer prevailing in South India and Sage Agastya went to mount Kailas to ask Lord Shiva for water. Kaveri happened to be worshipping Shiva at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiva picked her up and put her in Agastya's kamandalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sage thanked his benefactor and set out for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indra did not approve of what Shiva had done and requested Ganpati to somehow overturn Agastya's kamandalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfBXP9628BI/AAAAAAAABMs/TG4Q7YKusm0/s1600-h/ganesha+kaveri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfBXP9628BI/AAAAAAAABMs/TG4Q7YKusm0/s320/ganesha+kaveri.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327854291010383890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ganpati took the form of a crow and when Agastya kept the vessel  down swooped down, and sat on its rim. &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;The vessel&lt;/span&gt; overturned and Kaveri flowed out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agastya was very angry but calmed down when Ganpati revealed his true form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganpati refilled Agastya's kamandalu, but Kaveri flowed on and continues to flow to this day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-1782966086611437272?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/1782966086611437272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/ganesha-leela-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/1782966086611437272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/1782966086611437272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/ganesha-leela-part-3.html' title='GANESHA LEELA - part 3'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfBXP9628BI/AAAAAAAABMs/TG4Q7YKusm0/s72-c/ganesha+kaveri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-2104815473627949268</id><published>2009-04-23T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T04:45:34.435-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganesha Leela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganesha'/><title type='text'>GANESHA LEELA-part 2</title><content type='html'>GANESHA AND KUBERA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kubera, god of wealth, had become arrogant. One day he decided to host an extravagant feast for the gods, such a feast as never had been hosted before. It would increase his prestige and show all men and gods the extent of his wealth and influence.&lt;br /&gt;Accordingly, he went to Mount Kailash to invite Lord Shiva. Shiva was his patron. Kubera owed all his wealth to Shiva who, pleased with his devotion had given him the boon that his wealth would never diminish, no matter how much he spent.&lt;br /&gt;Shiva declined to come but said he would send his son, Ganesha. Kubera was disappointed. Shiva's presence would have been a feather in his cap. But at least he was sending Ganesha. It would have been a terrible snub if no one from the family were to come. Kubera resolved to make the feast so grand that Shiva's absence would not be felt.&lt;br /&gt;The guests were many, thousands of them, both gods and men. They were accommodated in a huge hall built especially for the purpose. The chief guest, Ganesha, was the last to come. The moment he entered, he began to ask for food. He was shown to a seat of honour and tantalising dishes were set before him. He gulped them down and asked for more. He was given a second helping and then a third but his appetite remained undiminished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfBUcIkGALI/AAAAAAAABMk/As0G8EATULs/s1600-h/ganesha+and+kubera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfBUcIkGALI/AAAAAAAABMk/As0G8EATULs/s320/ganesha+and+kubera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327851201491239090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kubera ordered his army of cooks to produce more food but they could not keep pace with Ganesha's eating frenzy. The elephant-god was eating food meant for thousands. When he had finished all the food set before him, he began to shout, "Give me more, give me more!" and then getting impatiently to his feet, rushed to the enormous kitchen and devoured all the food there.&lt;br /&gt;Kubera was aghast. All the food was gone and the guests had not been fed. Worse, Ganesha was still hungry.&lt;br /&gt;"You call this a feast?" Ganesha admonished Kubera. "There's no food here. I'm going home."&lt;br /&gt;Kubera pleaded with him to stay, promising him more food in a little while but his young guest was in no mood to listen. He got on his mount and sped away. Kubera, fearing Shiva's wrath, followed in his own vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;When he arrived at Kailash, he found Ganesha complaining loudly to his father about the lack of food at his feast.&lt;br /&gt;"What's this I hear, Kubera?" asked Shiva, turning to the god. "No food at your feast?"&lt;br /&gt;"I....I....," mumbled Kubera.&lt;br /&gt;"Go in and ask your mother for some food," said Shiva to his son. "I'm sure Kubera did his best."&lt;br /&gt;"I did, I did, my lord," said Kubera, feeling miserable. His feast had turned into a farce. Instead of adding to his prestige it had made him a laughing stock. But he was relieved to see that Shiva did not appear to be angry.&lt;br /&gt;He fell at his patron's feet and begged forgiveness for his pride.     &lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;" class="zemanta-pixie"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://reblog.zemanta.com/zemified/a8186e73-379d-401e-b0de-bca7a493aba9/" title="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ; float: right;" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/reblog_e.png?x-id=a8186e73-379d-401e-b0de-bca7a493aba9" alt="Reblog this post [with Zemanta]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" defer="defer"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-2104815473627949268?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/2104815473627949268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/ganesha-leela-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/2104815473627949268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/2104815473627949268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/ganesha-leela-part-2.html' title='GANESHA LEELA-part 2'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SfBUcIkGALI/AAAAAAAABMk/As0G8EATULs/s72-c/ganesha+and+kubera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-509791496790532122</id><published>2009-04-02T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T07:26:56.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GANESHA LEELA - part 1</title><content type='html'>GANESHA'S BIRTH AND ELEPHANT HEAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture courtesy-www.indian-heritage.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Parvati went to bathe and told a Gana, Nandi to stand guard. After sometime Lord Siva entered the place. Nandi let Shiva in as he was Parvati's husband. At this Parvati was irritated. Taking her friends' suggestions, she made a statue of a Gana with sandalwood paste from her body. She gave him a club and told him to stand guard. Later, when Siva came, the Gana did not let him in. Shiva was angry and sent Nandi and other ganas to fight Ganesha, but he easily defeated them. Knowing of this Parvati created two Sakthis- Durga and Kali, and sent them to help Ganesha. They made the devas and ganas flee. Kali swallowed the weapons and threw them back at the Ganas. Durga broke their weapons in the form of lightning. And so the goddesses did not let a single weapon touch the boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdTKx-cizBI/AAAAAAAABL8/q1zRFf-fwQU/s1600-h/durga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdTKx-cizBI/AAAAAAAABL8/q1zRFf-fwQU/s320/durga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320100019756518418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The helpless gods and Ganas came back to Siva disappointed. The angry Siva went forth. He made Vishnu battle with the boy and killed him from back by wrong means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdTKx9fj3EI/AAAAAAAABME/KnNzdqNKmoM/s1600-h/gansha+killing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdTKx9fj3EI/AAAAAAAABME/KnNzdqNKmoM/s320/gansha+killing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320100019500735554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By then, Kali and Durga had given power to Gana and gone from there. When Parvati returned she was shocked to find her son killed. Furiously, she created a billions of Sakthis and sent them to kill the devas. The Sakthis began catching the devas and Ganas and gobbling them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdTKyKTlQSI/AAAAAAAABMM/6Tt9zIwnb7E/s1600-h/many+sakthis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdTKyKTlQSI/AAAAAAAABMM/6Tt9zIwnb7E/s320/many+sakthis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320100022940156194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vishnu and Brahma managed to escape and plead with Siava to appease Parvati's anger. Siva's Ganas went to find a creature in the north. They found an elephant's head and attatched it to the boy. Then he was made head of Ganas and was called Ganesha or Ganapati. He was also called Vigneswara the remover of obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdTKyTRWXJI/AAAAAAAABMc/liCTnx-0FWo/s1600-h/Shiva+Parvati+Ganesh+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdTKyTRWXJI/AAAAAAAABMc/liCTnx-0FWo/s320/Shiva+Parvati+Ganesh+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320100025346710674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdTKyPwUHrI/AAAAAAAABMU/rhbk2_Q0Zbg/s1600-h/Shiva+Parvati+Ganesh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdTKyPwUHrI/AAAAAAAABMU/rhbk2_Q0Zbg/s320/Shiva+Parvati+Ganesh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320100024402845362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-509791496790532122?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/509791496790532122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/ganesha-leela-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/509791496790532122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/509791496790532122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/04/ganesha-leela-part-1.html' title='GANESHA LEELA - part 1'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdTKx-cizBI/AAAAAAAABL8/q1zRFf-fwQU/s72-c/durga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-1952465705242411290</id><published>2009-03-31T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T07:01:10.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DASHA AVATAR-part 10</title><content type='html'>KALKI - THE ANNIHILATOR OF EVIL AND SAVIOUR OF KALIYUGA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIgzvb-1lI/AAAAAAAABL0/6MRjSoJ_DxM/s1600-h/Kalki+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIgzvb-1lI/AAAAAAAABL0/6MRjSoJ_DxM/s320/Kalki+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319350183157225042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kalki is the tenth avatar of Lord Vishnu. The present age, Kaliyuga is the age where people are corrupt and many persons are evil. There is injustice in many places. Lord Vishnu is expected to come at the time of Pralaya (dissolution) to protect his devotees. This avatar is Kalki avatar. Lord Vishnu is supposed to be seated on a white horse and wear the garb of a warrior, with a powerful sword raised in one hand, he will appear with the other hand riding the horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIgzqBDpjI/AAAAAAAABLs/IbPDqDRIQOc/s1600-h/kalki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIgzqBDpjI/AAAAAAAABLs/IbPDqDRIQOc/s320/kalki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319350181702116914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-1952465705242411290?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/1952465705242411290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/dasha-avatar-part-10.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/1952465705242411290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/1952465705242411290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/dasha-avatar-part-10.html' title='DASHA AVATAR-part 10'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIgzvb-1lI/AAAAAAAABL0/6MRjSoJ_DxM/s72-c/Kalki+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-3700535458340736230</id><published>2009-03-31T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T06:36:01.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DASHA AVATAR - part 9</title><content type='html'>BUDDHA - THE ENLIGHTENED ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIDEUozNMI/AAAAAAAABKE/Y19M-JpSbsA/s1600-h/buddha+pastimes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIDEUozNMI/AAAAAAAABKE/Y19M-JpSbsA/s320/buddha+pastimes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319317482672174274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a painting of Buddha blessing a royal lady and his life events around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIHKFVXiJI/AAAAAAAABLM/ddFt99Or3g8/s1600-h/queen+maya%27s+dream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIHKFVXiJI/AAAAAAAABLM/ddFt99Or3g8/s320/queen+maya%27s+dream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319321979689863314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once queen Maya, the wife of King Shuddhodhana of Kapilavastu had a strange dream. In her dream, a six tusked elephant entered her womb. One day, she went to the royal garden. She felt tired and sat down a tree. This was the time when her baby took birth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdH4rUbySMI/AAAAAAAABJE/9kHgqenPR4Q/s1600-h/birth+of+buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdH4rUbySMI/AAAAAAAABJE/9kHgqenPR4Q/s320/birth+of+buddha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319306058004580546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the gods came there to bless the child and pay their respects. The child was named prince Siddhartha. The king asked the royal sage about Buddha's future. The sage said,'He will become a great king or a great saint. But Shuddhodhana wanted him to be the king. Since his childhood, Siddharta was kind and gentle to all living creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIDpNIFiiI/AAAAAAAABKk/XQPk950S948/s1600-h/buddha+siddharta+swan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIDpNIFiiI/AAAAAAAABKk/XQPk950S948/s320/buddha+siddharta+swan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319318116311075362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One day, Siddhartha's cousin Devadatta who hated him, shot an arrow at a swan. Siddhartha happened to pass by and saw the hurt swan. He helped it recover and nursed it with care. Devadatta was furious and demanded that the swan be given to him, as it belonged to him as he killed it. But Siddhartha had different thoughts. He wanted the swan to be given to him, as he nursed it. When they went to the king arguing with each other, the king gave the swan to Siddhartha, as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; had nursed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIDpMdM18I/AAAAAAAABKU/1oQpSofkQMQ/s1600-h/buddha+seeing+aging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIDpMdM18I/AAAAAAAABKU/1oQpSofkQMQ/s320/buddha+seeing+aging.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319318116131198914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIDpNn-EcI/AAAAAAAABKc/RxpkdcBhq4w/s1600-h/buddha+seeing+death.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIDpNn-EcI/AAAAAAAABKc/RxpkdcBhq4w/s320/buddha+seeing+death.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319318116444803522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIDoVdZUBI/AAAAAAAABKM/eS22IopkM7E/s1600-h/buddha+seeing+4+sites-death,aging,disease,ascetic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIDoVdZUBI/AAAAAAAABKM/eS22IopkM7E/s320/buddha+seeing+4+sites-death,aging,disease,ascetic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319318101368066066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When he grew older, Buddha was married to princess Yashodhara. His father had kept him away from horrible sights. One day, he wanted to take a ride out to the city to see the outside world. Shuddhodhana agreed and secretly tried to keep all the places clean and no unpleasant sight to be seen. Buddha went out of the particular city. He saw a dead man, an old man, an ailing man and a sage on the way. When Siddhartha questioned about them and the charioteer said,'These sights are an old man, a dead man, an ailing man and a sage. All of us get ill sometimes, all of us become old and all of us have to die one day. The sage gives up his life in finding the eternal truth.' That very moment, Siddhartha made up his mind to become a sage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIDEQShEEI/AAAAAAAABJ8/8kEa7f9JuVU/s1600-h/buddha+leaving+relatives.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIDEQShEEI/AAAAAAAABJ8/8kEa7f9JuVU/s320/buddha+leaving+relatives.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319317481504968770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That night, Siddhartha left his wife and small baby alone, instructed the charioteer to leave him to the forest and went to dwell there. He went riding a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIDD5dyfRI/AAAAAAAABJk/rVgSa8O9EhM/s1600-h/buddha+cutting+hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIDD5dyfRI/AAAAAAAABJk/rVgSa8O9EhM/s320/buddha+cutting+hair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319317475378232594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Siddhartha cut off his long hair and set off. There, a man offered to exchange his saffron robes with the royal dress. Siddhartha readily agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIDEOF5qBI/AAAAAAAABJ0/kudIA2xd9h8/s1600-h/buddha+leaving+charioteer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIDEOF5qBI/AAAAAAAABJ0/kudIA2xd9h8/s320/buddha+leaving+charioteer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319317480915183634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Buddha ust started his meditation, Mara, the demon king of desires brought with him, beautiful maidens dancing and singing, demons and demonesses of desire. But Siddhartha was unperturbed. The demon and his followers were burnt to ashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIHJ0dim6I/AAAAAAAABLE/CQZSoLSxRv8/s1600-h/mara+victory+over.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIHJ0dim6I/AAAAAAAABLE/CQZSoLSxRv8/s320/mara+victory+over.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319321975160740770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIbPu07d9I/AAAAAAAABLk/kI5kSYZW3y8/s1600-h/mara+victory+over+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIbPu07d9I/AAAAAAAABLk/kI5kSYZW3y8/s320/mara+victory+over+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319344066959996882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Siddhartha went to Bodhgaya and attained enlightenment there. He was known as Buddha, the enlightened one. He earned many disciples too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIDpUI6hCI/AAAAAAAABKs/CrPuFa787go/s1600-h/childhood+of+buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIDpUI6hCI/AAAAAAAABKs/CrPuFa787go/s320/childhood+of+buddha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319318118193595426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdH4rrRuM3I/AAAAAAAABJc/uOZD6vY0JK8/s1600-h/buddha+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdH4rrRuM3I/AAAAAAAABJc/uOZD6vY0JK8/s320/buddha+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319306064136385394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdH4rmV-fbI/AAAAAAAABJU/Qgzsqcr79AY/s1600-h/buddha.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdH4rmV-fbI/AAAAAAAABJU/Qgzsqcr79AY/s320/buddha.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319306062812052914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdH4rQya3tI/AAAAAAAABJM/mg2_CnHlfx8/s1600-h/bodhgaya+enlightenment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdH4rQya3tI/AAAAAAAABJM/mg2_CnHlfx8/s320/bodhgaya+enlightenment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319306057025773266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One day, a woman named Kisagotami came to Buddha and said,'O great one, please bring my child back to life!' The Buddha smiled and said,'Alright. But first go to every house and collect as much grains as you can. But remember, there should be no death in the house where you collect grains.' Kisagotami agreed and left with a vessel. But, in every house there was some death. So Kisagotami returned with an empty vessel. The Buddha said,'Death is a change in nature which cannot be changed. That is the only way there can be life. Otherwise the earth will get overloaded.' Kisagotami fell at the Buddha's feet and became his disciple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIHJoMifGI/AAAAAAAABK8/gMoQWpaN-aI/s1600-h/kisagotami.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIHJoMifGI/AAAAAAAABK8/gMoQWpaN-aI/s320/kisagotami.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319321971868204130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now Buddha had a cousin named Devadatta, who hated him from childhood. He tried to turn Buddha's disciples against him but that did not work. He sent men to kill the Buddha but because of the Buddha's kind and gentle nature they became his disciples. One day when Buddha was walking under a place where there was a cliff upwards, Devadatta pushed a huge rock boulder at him, but surprisingly the rock missed him and fell somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIHJNNxXSI/AAAAAAAABK0/rp90Fh_HtgU/s1600-h/devadatta+attack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIHJNNxXSI/AAAAAAAABK0/rp90Fh_HtgU/s320/devadatta+attack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319321964625616162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again, Devadatta sent a mad elephant named Nalagiri to kill Buddha. But when the Buddha was unperterbed and patted the creature gently, Nalagiri prostrated befor him. Devadatta then found no meaning in trying to kill the Buddha and became his disciple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIDEKmO9iI/AAAAAAAABJs/MXhtWl-Ne0c/s1600-h/buddha+elephant+nalagiri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIDEKmO9iI/AAAAAAAABJs/MXhtWl-Ne0c/s320/buddha+elephant+nalagiri.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319317479977055778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once, Buddha happened to venture to a forest where there lived a ferocious man named Angulimala who killed the people who passed and wore a necklace of their fingers. In sanskrit, Anguli means finger and Mala means gerland or necklace. Hence he was called Angulimala. When the Buddha entered the forest, Angulimala attacked him. But the unperterbed Buddha calmed him down Angulimala with his gentle,  and kind nature and soft-spoken voice. Angulimala fell at Buddha's feet and became his disciple.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdH4rSANjII/AAAAAAAABI8/ZGzEH5PWiPs/s1600-h/angulimala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdH4rSANjII/AAAAAAAABI8/ZGzEH5PWiPs/s320/angulimala.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319306057352055938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdH4rSANjII/AAAAAAAABI8/ZGzEH5PWiPs/s1600-h/angulimala.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-3700535458340736230?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/3700535458340736230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/dasha-avatar-part-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/3700535458340736230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/3700535458340736230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/dasha-avatar-part-9.html' title='DASHA AVATAR - part 9'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdIDEUozNMI/AAAAAAAABKE/Y19M-JpSbsA/s72-c/buddha+pastimes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-70291950948032315</id><published>2009-03-31T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T03:39:50.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DASHA AVATAR - part 8</title><content type='html'>KRISHNA - THE COWHERD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;THESE ARE ONLY THE MAIN EVENTS OF LORD KRISHNA'S LIFE AND SO DONT CLAIM TO CARRY ALL THE EPISODES OF HIS STORY. FOR DETAILED STORY OF HIS CHILDHOOD, GO TO POSTS AS PARTSUNDER &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KRISHNA LEELA&lt;/span&gt; AND FOR HIS LATER PASTIMES, GO TO POSTS AS PARTS UNDER &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BHAGAVATAM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHvuwtthHI/AAAAAAAABIE/BjqKyQ_GA7E/s1600-h/krishna.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHvuwtthHI/AAAAAAAABIE/BjqKyQ_GA7E/s320/krishna.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319296221530915954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;About five thousand     years ago, there lived a king named &lt;/span&gt;Ugrasena. He was the king of     Mathura, but his son Kansa usurped his kingdom and&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;     had imprisoned his own father, Ugrasena, and declared himself the King of Mathura. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On his orders his soldiers used to kill innocent     peoples. Seeing this &lt;/span&gt;the earth went to Brahma in the form of a cow and complained,     "Now I cannot bear the burden of tyrant like Kansa.He is a great enemies of justice,     morality and nobility."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brahma went to Vishnu and Vishnu assured that he would take birth on earth and would kill     Kansa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugrasena's brother Devaka had a daughter named Devaki. She was a cousin of Kansa and Kansa     loved her very much. She was married to Vasudeva,&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the     son of Yadava Surasen&lt;/span&gt;a. Kansa himself had made all arrangements for     the pompous wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHs_7F9jpI/AAAAAAAABHc/XjZfBMR32eo/s1600-h/kans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHs_7F9jpI/AAAAAAAABHc/XjZfBMR32eo/s320/kans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319293217839877778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"   &gt;When Kansa was sending them off, he heard a voice from the sky, "O, proud king, Kansa,     the eighth child of your cousin Devaki shall kill you." &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;These words of the oracle angered Kansa, who     drew his sword and caught Devaki by her hair. Vasudeva promised Kans to give all his     children to Kansa, and leave Devaki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;With great difficulty Kansa could be convinced to spare Devaki,     on a condition that the couple will be kept in the palace under a close watch.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Vasudeva and Devaki, were imprisoned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In the prison Devaki gave birth to six sons     and all of them were killed by Kansa.&lt;/span&gt; Devaki had no alternative     except to close her eyes at such a horrible sight. Vasudeva too helplessly watched the     cruelty of Kansa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seventh child was of premature birth and he was brought up by Vasudeva's another wife     Rohini. He was Balarama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The eighth child was yet to be born. He was to be the destroyer of Kansa.This time Kansa     made the patrolling very tight and often he himself inspected Devaki's jail-like residence.     &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kansa had the fear of Devaki's eighth son because the divine     utterance had suggested that he would kill him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHtALbFH5I/AAAAAAAABHk/5ojiZMajdbg/s1600-h/kans3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHtALbFH5I/AAAAAAAABHk/5ojiZMajdbg/s320/kans3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319293222223421330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At midnight, on a stormy night, the eight day     of the lunar month of Shravana, Devaki gave birth to a child. &lt;/span&gt;Unlike     other new born babies this child did not cry at the time of his birth.&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;The child had a dark complexion like a     monsoon cloud, but was handsome beyond compare. He looked like the God of love and     beauty.On the night of the birth of their eighth child, the prison guards fell into a deep     sleep and the doors were unlocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Taking advantage of this     opportunity,Vasudeva took the baby in a wicker basket and left the dungeon. He crossed the     stormy Yamuna river and went to Gokul. He gave his son to Nanda and Yashoda, and exchanged     their baby girl and brought her back to the dungeon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;As soon as he reached the doors of the prison     was locked again and the watchmen were awake, they realized that a baby girl was born. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Soon Kansa came, and snatched the girl from     Devaki and dashed her against the prison wall with all his might putting an end to her     existence once and for all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"   &gt;Instantly the girl flew away in the sky     saying, "You evil one! I' m Mahamaya. Your destroyer is already born and is safe and     sound!" Kansa was disappointed and he returned terrified. As Kansa knew that his     killer was still alive. He ordered all his soldiers to kill each and every new born baby.     They did so, but when they went to the house of Nanda and Yashoda, they did not find the     young boy. The Nanda's were enjoying the celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHxCmPEodI/AAAAAAAABIs/VjNixqj3Gt8/s1600-h/maya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 138px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHxCmPEodI/AAAAAAAABIs/VjNixqj3Gt8/s320/maya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319297661827064274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Kansa was frightened by the heavenly voice.     He immediately sent for Putana, his demoness friend, and asked her to kill all the babies born     on the same day when Devaki gave birth to the baby. Putana smeared poison on her breast and     went around in the town of Gokul to breast-feed the babies born in the month of Bhado. &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In the beginning people, out of their goodness, did not     suspect Putana's heinous plans, but as time passed, they found out that all the babies whom     Putana fondled were dead. They began to search for Putana. In the mean time Putana reached     Nanda's house and lovingly asked Krishna's mother, Yashoda, to give the baby to her to love     and fondle. Yashoda gave the baby and, without any suspicion, went on with her daily     chore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHtAOwn-VI/AAAAAAAABHs/E2yx2ctVYBg/s1600-h/kans4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHtAOwn-VI/AAAAAAAABHs/E2yx2ctVYBg/s320/kans4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319293223119092050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Suddenly there was a loud shriek. Everyone came running to     the courtyard and found to their surprise the dead body of Putana lying on the floor while     Krishna was smiling and kicking. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Krishna had     scratched her breast to bleed and Putana died with her own poison.&lt;/span&gt;     People now knew that Krishna was not an ordinary boy. Yashoda happily picked up Krishna     and felt safe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHxCvB5UZI/AAAAAAAABI0/RqHAaIfKmQg/s1600-h/putana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHxCvB5UZI/AAAAAAAABI0/RqHAaIfKmQg/s320/putana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319297664187715986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;One day Balarama rushed to Yashoda: he said: "Mother! Krishna is eating mud. His body is all covered with mud and his mouth is full of it." Just then the lovely child came up. His face and body were covered with mud. Yashoda began to question the boy, "You naughty fellow! Haven’t you had enough butter at home? Do you eat mud?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; With a wry face Krishna lisped: "Oh no, mother! Brother is uttering a lie. I have not touched mud at all." Yashoda said angrily, "Enough! Open your mouth." Krishna opened his mouth.&lt;/span&gt; Yashoda looked. She was startled and could only exclaim ‘Ah!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;She did not see mud in Krishna's mouth. But she saw all the worlds! As she looked she was dazed. She was terrified and folded her hands and closed her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; When she opened her eyes she saw the laughing little child before her. She forgot all she had seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHvvwMZIII/AAAAAAAABIc/9b2LarpJ-_o/s1600-h/krishna-yashoda+universe_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHvvwMZIII/AAAAAAAABIc/9b2LarpJ-_o/s320/krishna-yashoda+universe_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319296238571036802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"   &gt;Krishna was a leader among his age group of children in the     neighborhood. He was extremely found of curd and butter.&lt;br /&gt;When the "Gopi" (wife of a cowherd), went to the village river to fetch water,     Krishna and his friends would go inside the house, find out the earthen pot where the Gopi     had put her milk and butter and Krishna would climb his friends to get pot.&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;They would eat the curd and butter and leave     the pots. The Gopi, came to Yashoda and complained about Krishna and his friends deeds.     Krishna, always used Yashoda's lap to hide when the Gopi came to complain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;As Krishna grew up the Nand's went to     Vrindavan. Vrindavan was a beautiful place on the banks of river Yamuna, with a lot of     grass for cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHs_2NmL6I/AAAAAAAABHU/ZEBRkwFjYac/s1600-h/butter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHs_2NmL6I/AAAAAAAABHU/ZEBRkwFjYac/s320/butter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319293216529723298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yashoda wanted to teach Krishna a lesson. Wanting to keep Him under check, she tied a rope around His waist and anchored it to a heavy stone mortar. Feeling secure, Yasoda then went about her work. In the beginning, Krishna passed time watching the birds and the monkeys in the courtyard but getting bored, He began to crawl on all fours, dragging effortlessly behind Him the huge mortar intended by Yasoda to be an anchor. In the courtyard there were two tall trees growing close to each other. Krishna went right between them but the mortar got stuck. When Krishna pulled forward, the trees snapped and fell to the ground. Instantly, they both were transformed into two beings. Falling at Krishna 's feet they said: "O Lord, we are Nalakubera and Manigreeva, the sons of Kubera, the deity of wealth. We became trees on account of a curse, but by Your Grace, we have received redemption." So saying, they vanished. All the people of Gokul came running hearing the sound of the two trees falling. They were totally relieved when they came to know that Krishna was safe and sound.&lt;/span&gt;                  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHvvnEPceI/AAAAAAAABIU/40Ex-Z1fQIk/s1600-h/krishna-courtyard_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHvvnEPceI/AAAAAAAABIU/40Ex-Z1fQIk/s320/krishna-courtyard_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319296236120928738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Krishna and his shepherd friends played a hockey-like game         on its bank. A Shepherd boy hit the ball. And the ball came to Krishna. Krishna rushed and hit the ball hard with his stick. The ball jumped high and fell the deep waters of Yamuna. "O Krishna, What have you done?"  "How shall         we play now with out the ball?" "It's thrown away into the river by you. So you must bring it out." "Don't worry friends. I'll soon bring it out." "There's a black cobra in         the river? It's poisonous." The friends tried to stop Krishna but in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He climbed the Kadamba tree and jumped into         the river. The black cobra was resting at the bottom of the river. The cobra queens were waving fans before him. They were amazed to see Krishna there.How did         such a delicate boy come here?" "Ho, Who are you? Why have you came here? What do you want?" "I've lost a bet and in return I've to take away the head of the black Cobra. Wake         him up!" "Get away from here soon! If the Cobra king wakes up he'll not let you go alive. Run         away if you love life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;"I'm in a hurry. My friends are waiting for me at the bank of the river." "I just pity you.Take this precious necklace of mine, if you want, and run         away." But Krishna did         not leave. The Cobra King got up and rushed to him. Now Krishna rode on the cobra's hood and strangled him. At last he raised his feast to kill him. The cobra was now horror-struck and exhausted.The defeated cobra peeped out of the river. All the people of Gokul had gathered at the bank. Krishna released him on one condition that he should go far away from the bank near Gokul to stop the water from becoming poisonous. The Cobra submitted to Krishna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHxCf-2u9I/AAAAAAAABIk/-xAmSaLL2tI/s1600-h/kalinga+krishna+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHxCf-2u9I/AAAAAAAABIk/-xAmSaLL2tI/s320/kalinga+krishna+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319297660148431826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"   &gt;In an argument with Nanda baba, Krishna said, "It was the rain     God, who brings monsoon, and not lord Indra. We should be master of our senses and     propitiate out Govardhana Hill, which brings us rains." &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Indra when heard this got angry and it rained     heavily in Vraj. Krishna led everyone into a cave of Govardhana Hill. When the cave was     giving way, Krishna lifted the entire roof of the Govardhana to save the People of Vraj.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHtAJ_xe8I/AAAAAAAABH0/SuswLrTJzdk/s1600-h/kans9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHtAJ_xe8I/AAAAAAAABH0/SuswLrTJzdk/s320/kans9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319293221840452546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"   &gt;Kansa, after coming to know the     adventures of Krishna, thought of killing him. He arranged his elephant known as     Kuvalayapeeda ready to attack Krishna as soon as he entered the arena of wrestlers.&lt;br /&gt;When the elephant rushed to him, Krishna twisted the trunk. After the elephant fell down,     he screwed out the tusk of the elephant and crushed the elephant's head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"   &gt;He also killed all the wrestlers     of Kansa. In a wrestling fight arranged by Kansa, the young boys Krishna and Balarama killed almost     all Kansa's best wrestlers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"   &gt; Everyone praised these children except Kansa.     He ordered his soldiers to kill Krishna and Balarama. Finally when his soldiers could not     do it, Kansa himself came rushing to kill Krishna. Krishna jumped with all his might and     threw Kansa on the ground. At last he was killed by Krishna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHvupVqe8I/AAAAAAAABH8/8g58rT60uWI/s1600-h/kans12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 164px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHvupVqe8I/AAAAAAAABH8/8g58rT60uWI/s320/kans12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319296219551005634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"   &gt;Krishna liberated the people of Mathura from the tyranny of Kansa, he     liberated Ugrasena, father of Kansa and made him once again the King of Mathura. When Krishna, finally killed Kansa he liberated his parents Vasudeva and Devaki from the     dungeon. They then hurried to Nanda and Yashoda, who were really Krishna's foster parents and also     greeted them. He later took leave of them and had many other adventures which are mentioned in the Bhagavatam. By his grace, the Pandavas won the Mahabharata war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHvvG9kI5I/AAAAAAAABIM/uR2yQNO5HQE/s1600-h/krishna+arjuna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHvvG9kI5I/AAAAAAAABIM/uR2yQNO5HQE/s320/krishna+arjuna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319296227502990226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-70291950948032315?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/70291950948032315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/dasha-avatar-part-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/70291950948032315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/70291950948032315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/dasha-avatar-part-8.html' title='DASHA AVATAR - part 8'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SdHvuwtthHI/AAAAAAAABIE/BjqKyQ_GA7E/s72-c/krishna.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-8846740113134826902</id><published>2009-03-28T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T07:26:21.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DASHA AVATAR-part 7</title><content type='html'>RAMA - THE KING OF AYODHYA&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ravana was the son of sage Vishrawa.     He had obtained a boon from Brahma that he could not be defeated either by a demon or a     man.He was the supreme devotee of Shiva who himself gave him the name, 'Ravana'. The     demons made him the king of Lanka. Being in the company of demons he became devilish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The gods approached Vishnu and requested him, "Kindly save us     from the terror of this arrogant demon." Vishnu assured them, "I'll relieve the     three worlds from his terror after taking birth as a son of king Dasharatha of     Ayodhya." Vishnu took birth as Rama, the eldest son of Dashratha, king of Ayodhya, to     teach mankind the importance of duty over desire. His legend is told in the epic Ramayana.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dashratha had three queens namely Kaushalya, Sumitra and     Kaikeyi. He performed a Yagna with the desire to have a son for the welfare of the world.     By the blessings of Yagnapurusha all his three queens gave birth to sons. Kaushalya gave     birth to Rama; Sumitra to Laxmana and Shatrughna; and Kaikeyi to Bharata. All the four had     great affection for one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4p9RHy3lI/AAAAAAAABFE/Wnm6hUPXth0/s1600-h/rama1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4p9RHy3lI/AAAAAAAABFE/Wnm6hUPXth0/s320/rama1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318234342515990098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The family preceptor Vashitha taught them the science of arms.When     Vishwamitra was performing a Yagna the demons began to harass them. &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Vishwamitra requested Dasharatha, "'The demons create     tremendous tension for us. Kindly send your son Rama to set them right."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dasharatha sent Rama and Laxmana with Vishwamitra. When they     entered the forest they found complete silence there. Rama inquired, "Whose fear     terrifies them so much in this region?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Vishwamitra replied, "A female demon named Tadaka lives     here. She assumes various forms and frightens people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4p9m9wEnI/AAAAAAAABFM/eHGqFVA-bqU/s1600-h/tataka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4p9m9wEnI/AAAAAAAABFM/eHGqFVA-bqU/s320/tataka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318234348379443826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In the meantime Tadaka appeared on the spot with a giant body,     terrible face and long sharp nails.Rama said to Vishwamitra, "I would kill her if you     allow me." &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Suddenly Tadaka attacked Rama by showering stones on him but     Rama sent an arrow to her and she was shot dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The mighty sons of Tadaka learnt about her death and they     attacked Rama and Laxmana but they too were severely beaten. Maricha was sent thousands of     miles away by an arrow Subahu was shot dead on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fear of the demons was removed. In the meantime Vishwamitra received an invitation to     attend the Swayamvara of Sita, the daughter of King Janaka. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Vishwamitra took Rama and Laxmana with him to Mithila.Janaka     announced, "I'll marry my daughter to the person who can successfully charge the bow     presented to me by Lord Shiva."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4p9jMRQ-I/AAAAAAAABFU/xq5AABpDtM8/s1600-h/rama+bow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4p9jMRQ-I/AAAAAAAABFU/xq5AABpDtM8/s320/rama+bow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318234347366597602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Numerous kings tried their hand at it but failed. Asked by     Vishwamitra Rama rose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;from his seat and tried to charge the bow which he     could lift up in a jerk, leaving all the persons in amazement.&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rama tried to bend the bow to charge it and the old bow broke     into two. Rama and Sita got married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Parashurama was angry because Rama broke the bow which he had     presented to Janaka. But Rama could cope with him. Parashurama could get an idea about his valour during the     conflict. Rama returned to Ayodhya. Dashratha proclaimed about his coronation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All except Manthara, the maid servant of Kaikeyi, welcomed     it.Manthara poisoned the ears of Kaikeyi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"If Rama became the king, Bharata would be his     subordinate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Now     is the time for you to ask for the two boons which Dasharatha promised you in the     battlefield: Bharata be coronated as the king and Rama be sent to the forest for fourteen     years."&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kaikeyi was not crooked but she was misguided by Manthara.     She took offence and retired in solitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4p9oZuI6I/AAAAAAAABFc/dhEnEFi9zP0/s1600-h/kaikeyi+manthara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4p9oZuI6I/AAAAAAAABFc/dhEnEFi9zP0/s320/kaikeyi+manthara.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318234348765193122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When Dasharatha tried to please her she got a chance to ask     for those two boons.Dasharatha was shocked at this and he swooned. When Rama learnt about     it he rushed to the spot and said to Kaikeyi, "Mother, I gladly accept the command of     my father. Bharata will be the king and I'll go to live in the forest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Sita and Laxmana accompanied Rama to the forest. The people of Ayodhya saw them off     with tears in their eyes. Dasharatha could not stand to the shock and he passed away after     Rama left Ayodhya. Rama, Laxmana and Sita had already entered the deep forest when     Dasharatha breathed his last. They stayed at different places in the forest and finally     made a small hut in Panchavati in the Dandakavana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4rXhjr3VI/AAAAAAAABFs/ABuL1VpR6tU/s1600-h/rama+going+to+forest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4rXhjr3VI/AAAAAAAABFs/ABuL1VpR6tU/s320/rama+going+to+forest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318235893116165458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bharata tried to persuade Rama to return to Ayodhya but Rama refused. Bharata took Rama's slippers and placed them on the throne. He ruled the city from a place in the borders of Ayodhya, called Nandigram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4p9_UMCTI/AAAAAAAABFk/-vuAFGug1HY/s1600-h/bharata+rama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4p9_UMCTI/AAAAAAAABFk/-vuAFGug1HY/s320/bharata+rama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318234354916002098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;One day Rama and Laxmana were sitting a distance apart near their forest dwelling. As it happened Shurpanakha, sister of Ravana, was passing from there and fell in love with Rama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;With her powers she    changed herself in a very beautiful maiden , Rama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and said that she was in love with him.Rama gently refused and told her to approach Laxmana. Even Laxmana refused her.&lt;/span&gt;Shurpanakha was furious and pounced on Sita outstretching her claws. Laxmana was infuriated and cut her nose and ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4rX0jDdjI/AAAAAAAABF0/D0ofqxA1E8o/s1600-h/shurpanakha+mutilation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4rX0jDdjI/AAAAAAAABF0/D0ofqxA1E8o/s320/shurpanakha+mutilation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318235898213791282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;She complained to her     brother Ravana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; He seized this opportunity to     punish Rama and set out to Panchavati with his relative Maricha who assumed the form of a     golden stag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sita was enamoured by its beauty. She showed it to Rama and     sent him catch it for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; After some time she heard Rama's voice, Hey Sita" and     she asked Laxmana to follow Rama. Soon that stag was killed by Rama, &amp;amp; he turned into     his natural form, the demon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4rX0cXRxI/AAAAAAAABF8/vgHCXXIIHx0/s1600-h/maricha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4rX0cXRxI/AAAAAAAABF8/vgHCXXIIHx0/s320/maricha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318235898185729810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now she was alone and seizing this opportunity Ravana came     there in the form of a mendicant and kidnapped her. When Rama and Laxmana returned, they     found to their surprise that Sita was missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt; They started the search for     Sita in the deep forest. Very often Rama was in tears and he asked trees, streams and     stones, "Have you seen Sita anywhere here?"&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; On their way they encountered with the Jatayu, the vulture     king, who said, "Yes, I've seen her being kidnapped by Ravana, the king of Lanka. I     tried to stop him but he cut off my wings and escaped in the south."&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4rX3FFW_I/AAAAAAAABGE/DCBheVw-3VQ/s1600-h/jatayu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4rX3FFW_I/AAAAAAAABGE/DCBheVw-3VQ/s320/jatayu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318235898893392882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Moving towards the south, Rama and Laxmana came to a     beautiful spot of Pampa Sarovar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They met there Shabari, an affectionate Bhil woman. She affectionately served them sweet     fruits of jujube tree in her hut. Both enjoyed her hospitality and love. When Rama and     Laxmana left her next morning Shabari passed away as if her mission in life was now     over.Then they arrived at Mount Rushyamuka. Here they met the monkey-king Sugriva and his secretary     Hanumana who learnt about their mission.Now Sugriva was reminded, "Oh, I saw a demon     carrying away a woman. The woman threw some of her ornaments towards me. Here they     are!" Rama watched the ornaments carefully and soon identified them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4rYLhQZUI/AAAAAAAABGM/_iW4onP9puE/s1600-h/hanuman+meeting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4rYLhQZUI/AAAAAAAABGM/_iW4onP9puE/s320/hanuman+meeting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318235904380265794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sita's whereabouts were traced thus far. Sugriva offered them his help and Hanuman soon     became a devotee of Rama.Sugriva's elder brother Vali was the king of Kishkindha. He had     abducted Sugriva's wife and deported him. Rama-Laxmana helped Sugriva to defeat Vali and     when Vali was killed, they made Sugriva the King of Kishkindha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4teiqcReI/AAAAAAAABGc/KU8fvwUOgcs/s1600-h/vali+sugreeva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4teiqcReI/AAAAAAAABGc/KU8fvwUOgcs/s320/vali+sugreeva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318238212695279074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Vali's son Angada was made Sugriva's chief     counselor to bring a reconciliation in the family. Sugriva must, now, reciprocate the kindness they had shown to     him. So he joined Rama in the search of Sita with Hanumana and Angada as his     lieutenants.Hanumana crossed the ocean and visited Lanka. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Giving Rama's ring to Sita he informed her, 'Rama will arrive     here soon and set you free after defeating Ravana.' Knowing that Sita was in Lanka all     preparations were quickly made for the war with Lanka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4tebA3bYI/AAAAAAAABGU/IgEhVtiYnIA/s1600-h/hanuman+sita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4tebA3bYI/AAAAAAAABGU/IgEhVtiYnIA/s320/hanuman+sita.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318238210641849730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A bridge was required to be constructed over the ocean to     invade Lanka. The monkeys and bears of Sugriva began the work quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt; The bridge was ready and the troops of Rama arrived on the     outskirts of Lanka. The spies of Ravana informed him of the arrival of Rama's     troops.Ravana alerted his large army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4tfAKp1yI/AAAAAAAABGk/aAYgRO0HeOo/s1600-h/lanka+bridge+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4tfAKp1yI/AAAAAAAABGk/aAYgRO0HeOo/s320/lanka+bridge+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318238220615014178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One of his brothers Vibhishana advised him, "You have     abducted Sita unlawfully. Now you return Sita to Rama and stop the war." The enraged Ravana drove away Vibheeshana, who seeked refuge in Rama. Even Ravana's wife Mandodari persuaded him to return Sita but all in vain. Truly, one who     is destined to be ruined always thinks on the wrong lines! Ravana chose to fight out.First he sent his generals to     fight. When they were all killed he sent his own sons in the battlefield. &lt;/span&gt;          &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Indrajita exhibited great valour in the battlefield by     attacking Laxmana bravely and making him swoon. Had Hanuman not brought the plant ( jadibooti) that restores     the dead to life, Laxmana would not survive. Indrajita also was killed at last.Ravana,     then, sent his mighty brother Kumbhakarna to fight against Rama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4tfbC_nNI/AAAAAAAABGs/RhJCl0qlsAI/s1600-h/hanuman+sanjivani+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4tfbC_nNI/AAAAAAAABGs/RhJCl0qlsAI/s320/hanuman+sanjivani+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318238227830643922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He used to sleep for six months and on waking he devoured     anything he came across. But he was also killed in the battle.Now Ravana himself came to     battlefield in his chariot. He used deadly weapons against Rama and Laxmana but none of     them could hurt them because they had truth and justice on their side.At last he was     killed and Rama and Sita were be reunited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4tfRjqDcI/AAAAAAAABG0/kONWclW7g0I/s1600-h/rama+coronation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4tfRjqDcI/AAAAAAAABG0/kONWclW7g0I/s320/rama+coronation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318238225283288514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4zQi_lDWI/AAAAAAAABHE/ZZsejC5aqqo/s1600-h/rama+coronation+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4zQi_lDWI/AAAAAAAABHE/ZZsejC5aqqo/s320/rama+coronation+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318244569335532898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4zQJXtvlI/AAAAAAAABG8/VfWrrGVuBDU/s1600-h/rama+coronation+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4zQJXtvlI/AAAAAAAABG8/VfWrrGVuBDU/s320/rama+coronation+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318244562457443922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rama's unquestioning obedience to his father's wishes, his     moral uprightness in the war against Ravana, his deference to the wishes of his people,     his generosity in the face of personal loss and his marital fidelity has made him Vishnu's     , most august and venerable incarnation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc4zQsAK_XI/AAAAAAAABHM/pcs4hwu_h6A/s1600-h/rama.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc3stW7uGQI/AAAAAAAABEU/VnmTA_u9n0A/s320/parasurama.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318166998988757250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There was a Kshatriya King     named Arjuna, he had thousand arms. He had propitiated Lord Dattatreya and has secured     from his boons which made him invincible. But Arjuna misused his powers and became a     merciless Tyrant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;To end his Tyrant and all     such evil Kshatriyas, Lord Vishnu came to earth as Parashurama, the youngest son of Sage     Jamadagni and his wife Renuka. He had four brothers. Parashurama was very powerful and was     unparallel in austerity as well as in strength. Though a Brahmin son Parashurama had     inordinate love for weapons and his favorite weapon was the Axe. Sage Jamadagni had an     Ashrama in the forests where he educated his sons and his disciples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc3sYJJihNI/AAAAAAAABD0/6fxhdEGk2O4/s1600-h/parasurama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc3sYJJihNI/AAAAAAAABD0/6fxhdEGk2O4/s320/parasurama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318166634511369426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Once when Parashurama &amp;amp; his brothers were away , Arjuna entered Jamadagni's Ashrama .     Jamadagni and Renuka were alone in the Ashrama at that time. Jamadagni greeted him and     offered him with delicious dishes and with the tasty milk of his cow Kamadhenu and her     calf .The king pondered, "How did the sage get such a large quantity of food in this     small Ashrama?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He later on learnt that it was because of Kamadhenu. He than thought to himself that     " If Kamadhenu can feed so many people in such a short time then I must possess     her." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;After the meals he took rest for a while and at the time of     departure he ordered his men to seize the cow &amp;amp; her calf &amp;amp; take them to the     Capital. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc3sZNB_CnI/AAAAAAAABEM/2HmElQ6fzz8/s1600-h/renuka+parasurama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 276px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc3sZNB_CnI/AAAAAAAABEM/2HmElQ6fzz8/s320/renuka+parasurama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318166652733295218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;They carried away Kamadhenu and the calf  without     anyone's permission. Renuka loved Kamadhenu and the calf more than her life .&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After few days when Parashurama returned to the Hermitage     then Renuka went to him weeping and complained to him, "My son, what a misery! Arjuna     has robbed us of Kamadhenu and the calf." "How dare he commit such a sin, do not     worry I shall deal with him ?" Parashurama shouted. Parashurama pursued Arjuna all     alone as he had faith in his might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parashurama stormed into Mahishmati, Arjuna's capital carrying his axe and challenged him,     "You have stolen our Kamadhenu. Return it if you love life." Arjuna was alarmed     at first but then he took Parashurama as a meek boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So he insolently said, "The Kshatriyas have the claim     over the best things of the world. You and your father should practice penance only.     Kamadhenu will suit well in the palace." Arjuna sent his powerful army to face     Parashurama but they were all killed. Enraged at the destruction of the core of his army,     Arjuna himself rushed towards him with uprooted trees and rocks but in the air of     arrogance Arjuna had forgotten the curse. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;THE CURSE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; :Arjuna had once burnt to ashes the Ashrama of Muni     Vashistha while destroying a forest and Vashistha had cursed him, "You'll one day     encounter with a mighty person who will cut off all your thousand arms." )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parashurama attacked him and cut off his arms as one cuts off the branches of a tree and     then brought his axe down on the tyrant's neck and killed him. When the king fell, the     frightened soldiers began to run away for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parashurama then returned with Kamadhenu and the calf after killing Arjuna. At the ashrama     gate Renuka was eagerly waiting for them. Parashurama touched her feet giving her the     beloved Kamadhenu and the calf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamadagni did not appreciate the adventure of his son. He retorted, "You have     developed enmity between the Brahmins and the Kshatriyas. You have to go on a pilgrimage     to atone this sin." And Parashurama did it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc3sY05350I/AAAAAAAABEE/NCi-AqW3iqQ/s1600-h/renuka+cutting+head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc3sY05350I/AAAAAAAABEE/NCi-AqW3iqQ/s320/renuka+cutting+head.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318166646256822082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once Renuka went to the river to fetch water for     offering oblation to gods. At that time a celestial singer named Chitraratha was making     sport in the river with his wives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Out of curiosity Renuka stood there to see it and missed the     time of oblation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamadagni was so angry that he ordered his sons, "Cut off her head as she has failed     in her duty!" None of the sons came forward. Parashurama obeyed his command first and     then asked for a boon, "Kindly bring our innocent mother to life again." By now     Jamadagni's anger also was subsided and he fulfilled his son's desire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But on the other side, Arjuna's sons were hankering for the     revenge. Once when Jamadagni and Renuka were alone in the Ashrama they invaded the Ashrama     and cut off head of Jamadagni. Renuka swooned on seeing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On returning, Parashurama saw this tragedy and asked her mother," Who did this?"     But Renuka's agony was so deep that she could not utter a word. Full of grief and anger,       Parashurama made a vow, " Mother you have sighed with grief twenty one times,     I'll make the earth devoid of the Kshatriyas as many times."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc3sYq0jHTI/AAAAAAAABD8/X2taWPYoC5U/s1600-h/parasurama+kshatriya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc3sYq0jHTI/AAAAAAAABD8/X2taWPYoC5U/s320/parasurama+kshatriya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318166643550133554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;With a terrible axe in hand and the eyes blood red with fury he caught     hold of all the thousand sons of Arjuna one after another and cut off their heads. And     taking his axe Parashurama set out to accomplish the rest of the task for which he had     come to earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Parashurama filled five ponds with the blood of the     Kshatriyas and the place was later on known as Samantpanchaka. The existence of the     Kshatriyas was wiped out from the surface of the globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only king Janaka of Videh city was saved because he was absorbed in the contemplation of     the Supreme Spirit. Now Parashurama turned to penance believing that he had made the     Brahmins absolutely free from fears of the Kshatriyas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;OTHER DEEDS IN HIS LIFETIME: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Though     Parashurama was a part incarnation of lord Vishnu, Lord Rama had to take birth on the     earth. As a small boy Rama once went to attend the Yagna performed by Vishwamitra.In the     meantime King Janaka of Mithila had arranged a Swayamvara (Choice marriage) for his     daughter. Parashurama had presented a Shiva Dhanushya (a bow of Lord Shiva) to Janaka, and     Sita was to be married to the person who could lift that bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the instructions of Vishwamitra Rama lifted it and broke it into two while bending     it. Parashurama came to know about the breaking of his bow and he blocked the way of the     marriage party challenging Rama, "You insolent guy! Are you not ashamed of having     broken my bow?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc3sX4trDsI/AAAAAAAABDs/YDkN3zRCmwY/s1600-h/parashurama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc3sX4trDsI/AAAAAAAABDs/YDkN3zRCmwY/s320/parashurama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318166630099521218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On behalf of Rama, Laxmana replied, "It was an old bow and therefore it was broken.     What makes you so angry at it?" This remark made Parashurama even more furious and he     got ready to fight with Rama. Rama could not tolerate this and he started shooting arrows     after arrows forcefully towards Parashurama and curbed his arrogance. Parashurama finally     said, "Now you send one arrow towards the North. I'll go to live there forever."     Parashurama then settled on mountain Mahendra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Parashurama had a prolonged life. He was alive even during the incarnation of Krishna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-4052606251566932416?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/4052606251566932416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/dasha-avatar-part-7.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/4052606251566932416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/4052606251566932416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/dasha-avatar-part-7.html' title='DASHA AVATAR-part 6'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sc3stW7uGQI/AAAAAAAABEU/VnmTA_u9n0A/s72-c/parasurama.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-745888464185517884</id><published>2009-03-27T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T02:48:33.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DASHA AVATAR-part 5</title><content type='html'>VAMANA - THE DWARF BRAHMIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczooCBjjSI/AAAAAAAABDM/aQ-FLWc-9BE/s1600-h/vamana+asking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczooCBjjSI/AAAAAAAABDM/aQ-FLWc-9BE/s320/vamana+asking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317881034453519650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After Prahlad, Virechana became the King of demons and Virechana was followed     by Bali who aspired to be Indra, the king of heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Guided     by his preceptor , Shukracharya, he performed the Vishwajit Sacrifice (a yagna performed     to become the king of the three worlds) at Brugukatch (Bharuch) on the bank of river     Narmada to please Agni (the fire god).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agni gave Bali a divine golden chariot, Celestial weapons and a coat of mail. After     obtaining blessings of his Guru Shukracharya, Bali took his divine chariot and set out to     conquer Indra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indra was frightened and he rushed to Brihaspati,his preceptor to seek help and said,     " What should I do now? Bali has come with some strange power and we may fail in     beating him back." Brihaspati advised him, "You are unable to face Bali at&lt;br /&gt;present. You'll have to abandon the heaven and wait until his Guru curses him for ignoring     his counsel and your enemy falls on bad days!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bali ascended the throne of heaven and became the lord of the three worlds. Meanwhile in a     hermitage, Mother Aditi, the mother of Devtas, could not bear the defeat of Indra and was     very sad. Her husband Sage Kashyap was meditating in the forest and was unaware of the     Devtas defeat. Just then Kashyap entered the hermitage and found his wife in distress. He     asked her, " What is the matter ? Is all well with you and your sons?" "     No, my lord. The asuras have usurped our kingdom, our splendor &amp;amp; our Glory. You must     go and help my sons to retrieve their lost kingdom.", replied Mother Aditi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing everything Sage Kashyap said, " It is not me that you should appeal to, but     pray to Lord Vishnu. He and only he can help you so Propitiate him." She asked the     ways of pleasing Vishnu. Kashyap said, " In the month of Phalgun, observe the&lt;br /&gt;Payovrata vow ( it is the vow of milk, in this only milk should be drunk by those who are     observing this vow). This is the vow which pleases him a lot and he will grant you your     desired wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the advice of her husband Kashypa she took a vow of Lord Vishnu for twelve long days     and on the thirteenth day Lord Vishnu appeared before Mother Aditi and said, "O     Divine lady, invincible though the Asuras are your worship shall not prove&lt;br /&gt;fruitless. I shall be born as a son to you and protect your progeny."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months later, on the twelfth day of the bright half of Bhadrapada (the sixth month of the     Hindu calendar), Lord Vishnu took his descent from aditi and thus was born the sixth     incarnation of Vishnu. Now as the couple stood amazed, Vishnu changed his&lt;br /&gt;form to that of a short - stautured Brahman - The Vamana.Clad in a loin cloth, he carried     a staff and a gourd in the hand. He had the matted hair on his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aditi said to her son Vamana, "Now you should curb Bali for the welfare of gods and     the human beings." Following the advice of his mother, Vamana went to meet Bali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;small&gt;Though Bali had the kingdom of heaven under his control his desires     grew limitless. One day when he was performing a sacrifice of a series of Horses ( also     known as Ashwamedha Yagna ) with the help of sage Shukracharya, a blinding light filled     the sacrificial grounds. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Everyone was shocked, one of the sages said that," It     could be Lord Surya ( The Sun God) himself who has come down to witness our     sacrifice?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sczon42LZPI/AAAAAAAABC8/bIoPVi_7DuM/s1600-h/bali+yagna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sczon42LZPI/AAAAAAAABC8/bIoPVi_7DuM/s320/bali+yagna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317881031989880050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As their eyes got used to the brilliance, they saw that a dwarf Brahman had entered the     sacrificial enclosure. King Bali had taken a vow that he would certainly give anything to     a Brahmin if he bagged, even how much difficult it might be for him to give. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Bali rose from his seat to welcome him. Bali's wife then came with a     Golden pitcher full of water to wash Vamana's feet.Then he gave the Brahman( Vamana) the     special seat and washed his feet. After that he asked, " O holy one, what can I do     for you? Take from me whatever you desire."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Vamana kept quiet. Seeing this Bali again said, " Do not hesitate, ask for what     ever you want - Cows, Elephants, horses, Chariots, Villages.. anything?" This time     Vamana shooked his head and said, " All I need is a strip of land, Three paces long&lt;br /&gt;as measured by my stride."&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sczon-fuwFI/AAAAAAAABDE/golOSWbAOIQ/s1600-h/vamana.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sczon-fuwFI/AAAAAAAABDE/golOSWbAOIQ/s320/vamana.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317881033506340946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Bali was very disappointed with Vamana's humble demand and said, " When I am ready to     grant you a whole continent, what all you want is only three paces of land ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamana replied, " He who is not satisfied with three paces of land will not be     satisfied with the whole continent. I have asked for three paces of land and that is all I     need. " Bali laughed and said, " Then you shall have as much you want."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment Guru Shukracharya, realized the truth that the Brahman was non other than     Lord Vishnu.As Bali took the consecrating water in his palm, Shukracharya, stopped him by     saying that, " Wait, this midget is Lord&lt;br /&gt;Vishnu. He is here to help our enemies, the devtas." " Nothing can be done now ,     Guru Shukracharya, I have given my words." replied Bali. Shukracharya tried to stop     him in many ways but Bali said, " I have promised once that I shall give this Brahman&lt;br /&gt;whatever he had asked for, how can I , Bali, the grandson of Prahlad, refuse like a common     cheat? I will give this Brahman the land he seeks." &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Guru Shukracharya became very furious that his disciple had     dared to disregard his advice he cursed him, " You have ignored my command and you     will soon fall from your high position."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczooBoYbqI/AAAAAAAABDU/t6cWHOgns7A/s1600-h/vamana+feet+washing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczooBoYbqI/AAAAAAAABDU/t6cWHOgns7A/s320/vamana+feet+washing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317881034347933346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And to everybody's surprise Vamana began to grow     and grow. Bali and all others present there were astounded to see the whole creation of     the Vamana's body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now Vamana began to measure the three paces, with his first     stride he covered the earth, and with his second stride he covered the Heavens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bali soon realized that he has been cursed by his Guru and     that his fall is inevitable." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Vishnu now asked Bali that, " You had promised me three     paces of land and I have covered all that was yours in two.where should I place my third     stride? You have failed to keep your words and for that you shall suffer." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bali said, " O lord, I am not afraid of punishment,&lt;br /&gt;place your third step on my head, which is more valuable to me than all my possessions put     together."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczooCZD9CI/AAAAAAAABDc/TcGMd6WE5eI/s1600-h/vamana+stamping+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczooCZD9CI/AAAAAAAABDc/TcGMd6WE5eI/s320/vamana+stamping+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317881034552112162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At that moment Prahlad appeared on the scene and bowed to     Lord Vishnu, " Salutations to you , O lord, You have conferred a great favor on my     grandson by depriving him of all his wealth.Please forgive him." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lord Vishnu then said, " Your grandson stood firm by his     promise even at the cost of disobeying his guru and inviting his curse.He is serene and     has earned entry into my own realms which even the devtas find difficult to access. Bust     first he will enjoy for a while the position of Indra as he desired it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczpPtK4U7I/AAAAAAAABDk/dqMvASlGySg/s1600-h/vamana+stamping+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczpPtK4U7I/AAAAAAAABDk/dqMvASlGySg/s320/vamana+stamping+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317881716050252722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-745888464185517884?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/745888464185517884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/dasha-avatar-part-5_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/745888464185517884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/745888464185517884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/dasha-avatar-part-5_27.html' title='DASHA AVATAR-part 5'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczooCBjjSI/AAAAAAAABDM/aQ-FLWc-9BE/s72-c/vamana+asking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-1989311244207240382</id><published>2009-03-27T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T02:46:59.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DASHA AVATAR-part 4</title><content type='html'>NARASIMHA - HALF-MAN, HALF-LION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Vishnu , in the form of Boar,had     killed Hiranyaksha. The devtas were happy &amp;amp; there was a lot of rejoicing in the     heaven, but not for long. Hiranyaksha's elder brother  Hiranyakashipu was very angry     with his death and wanted to take revenge. He turned towards the other Asuras and ordered     them, " Go destroy all good people on earth.. Put out their sacrificial fires &amp;amp;     kill their cows. While I will practice severe penance's and become the master of all the     three worlds - Heaven, earth &amp;amp; Our own regions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He went to Mount Mandarachala and began penances. He stood there for years     &amp;amp; years. Ant Hill and grasses grew on him but he did not move. So intense was his     penance that the rivers &amp;amp; oceans trembled, Earth &amp;amp; her mountains quacked, stars     &amp;amp; planets darted in panic and the fiery smoke emerging from his head began to burn     everything in its wake. The Devtas were so terrified that they went to Brahma and prayed,     " O lord! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Do     something before the three worlds of your creation are consumed by the fire of Asura's     penance's."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Moved by their plight Brahma went to Mount Mandarachala and asked     Hiranyakashipu to open his eyes.He said, " I am very pleased with your prayers.Ask     for a boon." Brahma then sprinkled holy water on Hiranyakashipu and he came back to     his normal form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczkYLrwi7I/AAAAAAAABCM/DwJnz-BwW4Q/s1600-h/hiranyakashipu+brahma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczkYLrwi7I/AAAAAAAABCM/DwJnz-BwW4Q/s320/hiranyakashipu+brahma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317876364122033074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He asked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Brahma for immortality. &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Brahma,     however, declined, saying "All living beings must face death &lt;/span&gt;Hiranyakashipu&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. You can, however, choose your death wish." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hiranyakashipu&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     then asked for three conditions, as his death wish, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;'O Brahma, let not death come me either by man or beast, nor devil, nor     god shall cause my death by day or by night with steel or stone or wood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; indoors     or outdoors, or earth or in sky. Grant me undisputed lordship over the world. &lt;/span&gt;Brahma said," May it be so!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Brahma agreed and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hiranyakashipu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; got     his death wishes granted. Thus he became practically immortal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After securing such a born Hiranyakashipu lost no time in conquering     and bringing under his sway, both earth &amp;amp; heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Devtas approached Lord Vishnu for help. Lord Vishnu said,     " Devtas have patience, Hiranyakashipu' s son Prahlad is a devotee of me. When     Hiranyakashipu seeks to kill my devotee I will slay him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After becoming the master of the world Hiranyakashipu     proclaimed, "None should take the name of Vishnu because no one is greater than me     not even Vishnu!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiranyakashipu's wife Kayadhu gave birth to Prahlad in the Ashrama of Narada who told     Prahlad about the glory of Lord Vishnu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Prahlad grew up to be a lovely boy. His     father was unaware of the fact that Prahlad was a devotee of Vishnu. Hiranyakashipu,     however, wanted his son to be the king of the Asuras, strong and ruthless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;One day     Hiranyakashipu lovingly asked his son, "Dear Son, what do you think is the best thing     in life?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Prahlad replied, "To renounce     the world and seek refuge in Vishnu." Hiranyakashipu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;was shocked to hear this.     He could not tolerate the idea that his son loves the sworn enemy of the Asuras, Lord     Vishnu. He felt that someone deliberately trying to brainwash his son. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;To find this out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Hiranyakashipu took his son to Shanku and Amarka, the sons of     Shukracharya, for schooling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;In the school teacher lovingly asked     Prahlad, "Who has taught you about Vishnu?" Prahlad calmly replied, "Vishnu     himself." The teacher was furious. He called for his cane and beat Prahlad     mercilessly. Prahlad stayed quiet and completed his education. After his graduation,     Prahlad returned to his father. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hiranyakashipu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; expected his son to behave like an Asura prince. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;So he loving asked,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, "My son, What do you learn there in Guru's Ashrama?" The son     replied, "One must take the name of Vishnu." The infuriated Hiranyakashipu     shouted. "Beware! Don't utter such words again!" Hiranyakashipu instantly called     for Shanku and Amarka who asked, "What made you remember us, O Lord?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiranyakashipu shouted, "Do you really teach Prahlad what I don't like?" Both     said, "It's not our fault, Your Majesty!" "We try dissuade him but he tells     us: The essence of all learning lies in Vishnu's name!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiranyakashipu rebuked the son. Prahlad stood before his father with his hands folded and     said, "O father! You have unnecessarily developed enmity against Vishnu. If you wish     well of yourself you too should adore him!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Hiranyakashipu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; raged in anger and ordered his subordinates to kill     Prahlad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Two horrible attendants appeared there and he ordered them,     "Take this boy away. Carry him to the peak of the mountain and throw him down from     there!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The servants took him out. Then they tied his body with ropes, carried him to the peak of     the mountain and threw him down from here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But prahlad rolled down the mountain softly. The name of     Vishnu was on his lips. He was hurt nowhere. He smiled and got up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczlvDI9pvI/AAAAAAAABC0/tPeYKUxSV00/s1600-h/prahalada+drop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczlvDI9pvI/AAAAAAAABC0/tPeYKUxSV00/s320/prahalada+drop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317877856477226738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The king got angry on hearing the reports about Prahlad. He sentenced him to death by     drowning.Prahlad was thrown into the ocean but he was saved as the ocean lifted his body     over the waves and landed him safely on the shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the demon king pronounced a serve punishment for Prahlad, "Mix deadly poison     in his sweet dish and serve him." But even poison did no harm to him. The demon grew     even more furious. He set poisonous snakes at him but none could hurt him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The snakes entwined his body as if they were ornaments. Some     of them raised their hoods over his head and Prahlad looked like Lord Shankara himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The demon king sent a mad elephant but the elephant lifted Prahlad in his trunk and placed     him on its back.As the demon king failed, his fury increased and he thought of even more     rigorous punishments for Prahlad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The king decided to throw his son into fire and burn him alive. His     sister Holika had a boon that fire would not hurt her. She was made to sit on a big     bonfire on an open ground with Prahlad in her lap. The flames encircled the bodies of both     of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczkYbUHMlI/AAAAAAAABCs/Zul8_SXqr08/s1600-h/prahalad+holika+tortures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczkYbUHMlI/AAAAAAAABCs/Zul8_SXqr08/s320/prahalad+holika+tortures.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317876368317821522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The onlookers held their breath with anxiety, but when the fire extinguished they were     amazed to see that Prahlad came out quite safe while Holika was burnt to ashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now the king thought of various plans to kill Prahlad but none was successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day the king challenged his son in the open court, "Prahlad! Is my enemy,     whom you worship, present anywhere here?" Prahlad replied, "Vishnu is     omnipresent. There's not a single place where he's not found. You do not know the power of     that omnipresent Vishnu." Hiranyakashipu's fury was at its climax. He got an iron     pillar heated and asked Prahlad, "Can you embrace this pillar if your Vishnu is in it     also?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczkYZL_TtI/AAAAAAAABCc/uesR8QUtkF4/s1600-h/hiranyakashipu+prahalada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczkYZL_TtI/AAAAAAAABCc/uesR8QUtkF4/s320/hiranyakashipu+prahalada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317876367746879186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Prahlad did not hesitate even for a moment but rushed towards the pillar and embraced it.     The heated iron did not burn him. The king got up from his throne in fury and hit the     pillar with his mace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And to his surprise, the pillar cracked with a     thundering sound and Vishnu appeared there in the form of Narasimha-half-man, half-lion! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczkYVDRpQI/AAAAAAAABCk/4FupBkDYHD8/s1600-h/narasimha.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczkYVDRpQI/AAAAAAAABCk/4FupBkDYHD8/s320/narasimha.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317876366636590338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One half of his body was of a lion and the other half of a     man. &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He had matted hair on his head, large moustaches on the face     and terrible teeth in the mouth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;His paws had terrible nails on them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p face="georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hiranyakashipu&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     remembered his first death wish, "To be killed by some one who is neither human nor     beast." It was also the twilight hour, neither day nor night, the second death wish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The demon king hit Narasimha with his mace but Narasimha     brushed it aside swiftly. When it was twilight, Narasimha caught hold of Hiranyakashipu     and placed him on his thighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He sat on the threshold of the court-room,     and pierced his nails into the body of the demon. The demon was killed on the spot in a     moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The place was neither inside nor outside.     This was &lt;/span&gt;Hiranyakashipu&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;’s     third death wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narasimha then coronated Prahlad as the king in place of Hiranyakashipu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczkYBvIpkI/AAAAAAAABCU/WwI71nbvHrM/s1600-h/hiranyakashipu+narasimha+death.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczkYBvIpkI/AAAAAAAABCU/WwI71nbvHrM/s320/hiranyakashipu+narasimha+death.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317876361451841090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-1989311244207240382?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/1989311244207240382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/dasha-avatar-part-5.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/1989311244207240382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/1989311244207240382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/dasha-avatar-part-5.html' title='DASHA AVATAR-part 4'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczkYLrwi7I/AAAAAAAABCM/DwJnz-BwW4Q/s72-c/hiranyakashipu+brahma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-7633745700943832963</id><published>2009-03-27T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T02:35:08.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DASHA AVATAR-part 3</title><content type='html'>VARAHA - THE BOAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Long Long ago there lived a demon named     Hiranyaksha. He was such a giant that the earth trembled when he walked and the sky     cracked when he shouted. He could not be killed even by Brahma. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;He started harassing the gods. He invaded Indra and the gods. They     took shelter in the caves of the mountain ranges on the earth. Hiranyaksha invaded the     earth also. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At that time Manu and his wife Shatarupa ruled over the     earth. Hiranyaksha snatched away the earth from them and drowned it into the ocean. Mother     Earth sank to the bottom of the ocean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczeKkMfOwI/AAAAAAAABBc/fAkiJQ6SSdc/s1600-h/hiranyaksha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczeKkMfOwI/AAAAAAAABBc/fAkiJQ6SSdc/s320/hiranyaksha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317869533113826050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Seeing this Manu &amp;amp; his wife came to Lord Brahma, bowed     and said, " Father tell us how we may serve you &amp;amp; ensure our happiness in this     world &amp;amp; the next." Brahma blessed them and said, "Free your heart from     jealousy and rule over the world, for you shall be the ruler of the men."&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hearing this Manu said " Where should I and Shatarupa     live as Mother earth is submerged in the ocean?" Brahma became worried and thought     that mother earth should be rescued so he prayed to Lord Vishnu for his help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Manu and Shatarupa requested Brahma to get them the earth     back.Brahma said, "Hiranyaksha will not be destroyed by me because I have granted him     such a boon. Let's take the help of Vishnu!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;As Brahma meditated to Lord Vishnu a tiny Boar fell from his     nostrils. Wondering what that creature was, it grew and grew till it was in size of a     large Mountain. It was Lord Vishnu and he said, "I will enter into the ocean to lift     the earth out of it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;small&gt;Emitting a terrifying roar, it ( Lord Vishnu in the form of Boar) took     one mighty leap into the air and tore the clouds with its hoofs and dived to the bed of     ocean in search of Mother earth.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He reached the other end of the ocean and discovered in its     depths the object of its quest - Bhoomidevi ( Mother Earth).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczeLA20m7I/AAAAAAAABB8/1Lzs6Kqrxsc/s1600-h/varaha+bhumi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczeLA20m7I/AAAAAAAABB8/1Lzs6Kqrxsc/s320/varaha+bhumi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317869540807580594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Meanwhile Hiranyaksha rushed to the sea shore where he     encountered with Varuna, the lord of the ocean, and challenged him," O supreme Lord! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;O guardian of     the whole sphere! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;come &amp;amp; have battle     with me."  Varuna became very angry as he knew that at this moment Hiranyaksha     was mightier than him so he curbed his anger &amp;amp; said, " I have given up fighting     as I am too old. You must find out Vishnu; none but he alone would be an equal opponent     for you. Go seek him out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Suddenly Narada arrived there. Hiranyaksha asked him, "Do you     know the whereabouts of Vishnu?" Narada told him that Lord Vishnu was in the ocean     rescuing Mother Earth. Hiranyaksha charged towards the Ocean -bed.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczggxduxBI/AAAAAAAABCE/ygJOo3jlVuA/s1600-h/narada+hiranyaksha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczggxduxBI/AAAAAAAABCE/ygJOo3jlVuA/s320/narada+hiranyaksha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317872113656185874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Meanwhile the Boar had just dug his tusk into the ocean -bed     and lifted Mother Earth onto it, and began rising towards the surface. Hiranyaksha rushed     towards him with a mace in his hand saying, "You fraudulent fellow! Where are you     carrying away the earth conquered by me? Stop or I'll crush your head with this     mace!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hiranyaksha challenged Lord Vishnu in the Boar form to have     battle with him but Vishnu ignored all his warnings and continued rising to the surface.     Seeing this Hiranyaksha gave a chase, but the boar didn't even looked back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hiranyaksha said, "Wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; You imposter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; I know you can     defeat all with your magic power of Yoga but at present you are near me and without the     magic power. So you're sure to be defeated." The boar escaped to put the earth at a     safe place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Hiranyaksha became very angry and shouted, "How can you run away     like a coward? Return me my earth, if you love life." &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;The earth was already frightened but seeing Hiranyaksha it     began to tremble more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boar brought the earth over the surface of the ocean and placed Bhoomidevi ( Mother     Earth) gently on it and blessed her, May you support yourself in keeping with the divine     order."&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczeLCwiBJI/AAAAAAAABB0/XgZ7EchHByY/s1600-h/varaha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczeLCwiBJI/AAAAAAAABB0/XgZ7EchHByY/s320/varaha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317869541318067346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;He then turned to face Hiranyaksha.The demon threw his mace     at the boar but the boar stepped aside and raised his mace. They fought for a long while     with their mace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Brahma warned Vishnu, "You've only an hour before the sunset. Destroy the demon     before it's dark so that he gets no opportunity to take resort to the black magic." &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Hearing Brahma's word's Hiranyaksha hurled his mace towards     Lord Vishnu but later flung it away. Having lost the mace, the demon began hitting out     with his fists on the chest of the boar. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The boar hit the demon hard on his face with his     fist and tossed him in the air. He fell over his head and died on the spot. Manu got his     earth back and the gods their heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczeKzwoavI/AAAAAAAABBk/hGkJeULiFXc/s1600-h/hiranyaksha+death.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczeKzwoavI/AAAAAAAABBk/hGkJeULiFXc/s320/hiranyaksha+death.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317869537291954930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczeLCwiBJI/AAAAAAAABB0/XgZ7EchHByY/s1600-h/varaha.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-7633745700943832963?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/7633745700943832963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/varaha-boar-long-long-ago-there-lived.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/7633745700943832963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/7633745700943832963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/varaha-boar-long-long-ago-there-lived.html' title='DASHA AVATAR-part 3'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczeKkMfOwI/AAAAAAAABBc/fAkiJQ6SSdc/s72-c/hiranyaksha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-6048607685325506026</id><published>2009-03-27T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T07:01:11.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DASHA AVATAR-part 2</title><content type='html'>KURMA - THE TORTOISE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="501" height="65"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="497" height="29"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Though     Devtas and Asuras were cousins, then to they were at war with one another very often. In     one such war the gods were on the verge of defeat.They were helpless and their forces were     dead in large numbers. So they went to Brahma and pleaded for help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Brahma meditated for a while and then said," Let's take refugee     in Lord Vishnu. He always helps those who have faith in him." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczY2KiRG2I/AAAAAAAABBM/DmuWkPIqeOw/s1600-h/vishnu+brahma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczY2KiRG2I/AAAAAAAABBM/DmuWkPIqeOw/s320/vishnu+brahma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317863685070330722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Lord Vishnu afte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;r listening the whole problem advised them,     "You will have to strive hard and obtain the nectar of immortality by churning the     ocean and that is the way out for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Hearing the advice Indra asked lord Vishnu that how could     they churn a Ocean? Vishnu replied, " You must cast all kinds of plants, grasses,     herbs &amp;amp; creepers into the ocean of milk.Then churn the ocean using using Mount Mandara     as a churn- dasher &amp;amp; Vasuki ( king of serpents) as a rope for turning it." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;But one more question arouse that how can the     devtas move mount Mandara. Lord Vishnu said, " Take help of  Asuras and use them     to achieve your end, and REMEMBER you must be careful, however, not to covet any of the     things that come out of the ocean and to give vent to anger if any of those things are     forcibly taken away by asuras."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;"But what about the nectar, if the Asuras took away that     also from us then?" asked the devtas. Lord Vishnu assured them that Asuras will not     get the nectar. Convinced  Brahma returned to his abode while Indra &amp;amp; the devtas     went to meet BALI ( King of Asuras).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Seeing Indra unarmed and helpless the Asuras ran towards him     but Bali shouted,"No, let's wait.Perhaps the devtas have come with a proposal that     might be worth our while." Bali received Indra &amp;amp; the devtas with respect. Indra     told Bali about their mission of arrival and requested them ( Asuras) to forget the fight     and work altogether to achieve the task.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bali &amp;amp; His chiefs favored the proposal and peace was     declared between them and they ( Asuras) suggested that let's not waste time and begin the     task immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mount Mandara was needed as a churning rod. The strong     warriors made efforts with their hordes in uprooting the mountain and carrying it to the     ocean. But they barely had covered half the distance and they got tired and the mighty     mountain fell, crushing large numbers of Devtas &amp;amp; Asuras under it.Seeing this Indra     prayed to Lord Vishnu for his help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Lord Vishnu came on Garuda ( His mount) to save the Devtas.     Lord Vishnu brought the mountain to the ocean with the help of Garuda.When the mountain     was placed in the ocean Vasuki came at the scene to play his role. Lord Vishnu addressed     him by saying, "Play your role &amp;amp; you shall receive your share of the nectar. The     jagged surface of the Mount Mandara will not hurt you at all."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Reassured Vasuki rounded himself around the mountain. The     gods held the Vasuki at its mouth's end and the demons at its tail and with full of joyous     anticipation Devtas &amp;amp; asuras started churning the ocean.But their joy soon turned into     despair, as the heavy Mount Mandara, which had noting to support it, sank into the ocean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Lifting it out was a great problem. The gods requested Vishnu     once again for help and Vishnu said, "Well, I'll take the form of a tortoise and hold     the mountain on my back until the ocean is fully churned and nectar is obtained."     Vishnu became a tortoise and held the mountain on his back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczU_7X9R3I/AAAAAAAABA0/hOxulQsr30I/s1600-h/kurma.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczU_7X9R3I/AAAAAAAABA0/hOxulQsr30I/s320/kurma.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317859454752737138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As the churning proceeded fourteen magnificent     treasures emerged from the ocean- see at the bottom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;The churning began but the Forceful churning first threw up     the deadly poison HALAHAL, which was the concentrate of the impurities of the ocean.Its     poisonous fumes choked the Devtas &amp;amp; Asuras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Frightened out their wits few Devtas ran to Lord Shiva at     Mount Kailash for help. God assured them that they need not to fear as he will drink the     poison. Lord Shiva collected the poison and swallowed it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczU_0F93kI/AAAAAAAABAs/T7EG6-VLA3U/s1600-h/halahala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczU_0F93kI/AAAAAAAABAs/T7EG6-VLA3U/s320/halahala.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317859452798230082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Once all the poison was removed from the ocean the devtas     &amp;amp; Asuras again began churning the ocean. As they continued churning many precious     things rose to the surface, but not the nectar. At last there came out Dhanvantari with a     pot of nectar in his hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Seeing this the Asuras ran towards Dhanvantari &amp;amp; snatched     the pot of nectar from him and their was a great rivalry between the asuras to take     possession of the pot of nectar.Devtas watched this in dismay.But remembering Lord     Vishnu's command that they should not quarrel over whatever comes out of the ocean, they     made no move. Vishnu became very pleased with devtas. He told Devtas," Do not be     dejected. The greed of nectar has already divided the Asuras and now I shall charm them     with my powers &amp;amp; give you the nectar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczVAA62U6I/AAAAAAAABBE/tXQs5Ok2-q0/s1600-h/mohini+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczVAA62U6I/AAAAAAAABBE/tXQs5Ok2-q0/s320/mohini+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317859456241259426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczU_6jph5I/AAAAAAAABA8/zH6klMX-GNc/s1600-h/mohini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczU_6jph5I/AAAAAAAABA8/zH6klMX-GNc/s320/mohini.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317859454533339026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Vishnu took the form of Mohini ( the most     beautiful women) and approached the asuras. The asuras forgot about the nectar as they     were enamoured by the glances of Mohini. They were prepared to do anything she said.     Vishnu, in the form of Mohini, said to them, "You must do as I ask you to do."     So infatuated were the Asuras that they entrusted the jar of nectar to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Mohini then said to the Asuras that," I will do so if     you don't question my actions." Not knowing who she really was they agreed to her     proposal. She then instructed ,"Go and take bath &amp;amp; assemble in a row, Asuras in     one row &amp;amp; devtas in the other row."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;When they had all assembled Mohini began to serve the nectar     to the gods first. The demons thought, "Mohini would be displeased unnecessarily if     we object to it."&lt;br /&gt;Mohini kept the asuras under her spell and she finished the pot of nectar by giving the     whole nectar to the devtas. Then she assumed her original form, The form of Lord Vishnu.     Asuras were surprised to see this as they had been deceived and there was no nectar left     for the Asuras. After finishing his task Lord Vishnu flew away on his Garuda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;The furious Asuras declared war with the devtas. The Devta-     Asura war on the seashore was a terrible one but Devtas who had drank the nectar of     immortality fought with the asuras and drove them away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     &lt;td width="497" height="29"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Fourteen     Teasures came out of the ocean during &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;churning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;. They were:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td width="497" height="29"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     The wish-fulfilling tree Kalpavriksha. The Yakashas began its guardian. Its branch bore     every kind of fruit and flowers one wished for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The     wish-fulfilling cow Kamadhenu. The sages decided to take care of it. Its udders produced     enough food to feed the whole universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;     The wish-fulfilling gem Chintamani. Some say Vishnu placed it on his crown. Others say     that the Nagas hid it, fact not exactly known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;     The seven-headed flying horse Ucchaishrava. Bali, leader of the Asuras, took possession of     this horse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;     The six-tusked elephant Airavata. Indra made this beast his mount. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;     The conch of the conqueror Panchajanya. The demon that took possession of it was killed by     Vishnu who turned the conch-shell into his trumpet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;     The bow of the king Saranga. It was given to the kings of earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;     The beautiful nymph Rambha. She knew how to pleasure the senses in 64 different ways. She     won Indra's heart so he carried her off to Amravati, radiant city of the Devtas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; The handsome moon-god, Chandra. Every woman fell in love with him. He cast the spell of     romance across the universe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;     The goddess of wine Varuni. She became the wife of Varuna, the ocean-god, and came to be     loved by all creatures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;     The physician Dhanvantari. An incarnation of Vishnu, the enemy of disease, he brought with     him Ayurveda, the science of healing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;     The goddess of fortune Sri. Everybody wanted to marry her, but she chose Vishnu. She     placed Vaijayanti, the garland of eternal victory, around his neck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;     The elixir of immortality Amrita. The Asuras stole this much-sought-after drink. Vishnu,     in the form of the enchantress Mohini, bewitched the demons so that while they admired her     beauty, she poured the drink down the throats of the Devtas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;     The poison Halahal. Nobody wanted this lethal liquid. So Shiva drank it. The poison turned     his neck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczagNb1yoI/AAAAAAAABBU/HG3hvpcRbzg/s1600-h/churning+of+ocean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczagNb1yoI/AAAAAAAABBU/HG3hvpcRbzg/s320/churning+of+ocean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317865506914814594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczU_T6Xr_I/AAAAAAAABAk/jdFcCKElYPM/s1600-h/churning+of+ocean.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-6048607685325506026?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/6048607685325506026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/dasha-avatar-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/6048607685325506026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/6048607685325506026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/dasha-avatar-part-2.html' title='DASHA AVATAR-part 2'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczY2KiRG2I/AAAAAAAABBM/DmuWkPIqeOw/s72-c/vishnu+brahma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-7529048616982940327</id><published>2009-03-27T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T06:15:53.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DASHA AVATAR-part 1</title><content type='html'>MATSYA - THE FISH INCARNATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Picture courtesy- www.ruchiskitchen.com,&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;br /&gt;Everybody is familiar with the term     "VEDAS". It is one of the holy Scriptures of Hindus which remains in the mouth     of the Supreme Lord - BRAHMA .The Vedas are the scriptures, with the aid of which, Brahma     (the creator God), performs his role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczGPB3HAQI/AAAAAAAABAM/y1BWnDdp99I/s1600-h/brahma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczGPB3HAQI/AAAAAAAABAM/y1BWnDdp99I/s320/brahma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317843221517631746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Once when     Lord Brahma was relaxing the Vedas happened to slip out of his possession at a moment of     his respite&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  An asura,named     HAYAGRIVA, who was watching all this thought that,    "This is my chance ! I must     concentrate with all my mind and the Vedas falling out of the Creator's mouth ( Brahma's     Mouth) will enter mine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But, Vishnu,(the preserver-God) saw Hayagriva absorbing the     Vedas. He thought to himself that, " The PRALAYA (Dissolution) was to follow soon and     I should retrieve the VEDAS for the next spell of Creation."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczMBJbIcqI/AAAAAAAABAU/eWpkvM3FXcE/s1600-h/vishnu+seeing+hayagriva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczMBJbIcqI/AAAAAAAABAU/eWpkvM3FXcE/s320/vishnu+seeing+hayagriva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317849580099367586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As God was wondering what was to be done, he saw the Royal     Sage Satyavrata, the staunch devotee offering water to the Manes. God immediately thought     of an idea and said," I will take the form of a Fish and retrieve the Vedas while     doing a good turn to my Devotee (Satyavrata). He shall live through the Pralaya."     Thinking this Lord Vishnu assumed the form of a Fish. &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p  align="left" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As Satyavrata scooped up the next handful of     water he saw a tiny fish in his palm, seeing this poor creature he thought that it must be     very frightened and that I should put it back into the river. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczGO_DiOHI/AAAAAAAAA_8/vPdG8u_l4_w/s1600-h/satyavrata.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczGO_DiOHI/AAAAAAAAA_8/vPdG8u_l4_w/s320/satyavrata.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317843220764440690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As he was about to do so the fish said,"O     noble soul, if you throw me into the water, big creatures might swallow me up. I have come     to you for shelter. Will you disown me like that ?" Satyavrata took pity and told the     fish not to worry as he will take care of her. He put the fish into his KAMANDALU and went     back to his hermitage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Overnight, the Fish grew too big to be in the Kamandalu. The     next morning when the sage looked it up, the Fish requested him to remove him to a larger     vessel. Satyavrata did so but soon the fish became too big for the larger vessel also.     Addressing the Sage, the Fish said that he should protect him and find a suitable living     space for it. Satyavrata then emptied the vessel into a large pond near the hermitage     along with the Fish. But, in no time the Fish grew as large as the pond and filled it.     Then the Fish exhorted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; the Sage to take it to a large and deep lake. Although Satyavrata took it to     several lakes, one larger than the other, the Fish kept growing and bigger and bigger. It     went on asking for larger and larger living space. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sathyavarata got vexed and decided to put it into the ocean.     While he reached the ocean, the Fish addressed him thus: "Oh Sage, do not put me into     the ocean, I am sure to be swallowed by the gigantic creature there." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Satyavrata became suspicious now. He was despairing to know     how that wonderful  fish could grow so big in one     day that it has covered the largest lake.In a flash, he realized that it was Lord Vishnu     in the form of Fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczMBRSCqUI/AAAAAAAABAc/gvIS0vBqrdc/s1600-h/matsya.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczMBRSCqUI/AAAAAAAABAc/gvIS0vBqrdc/s320/matsya.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317849582208723266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Satyavrata immediately prostrated before the Fish and prayed     to be told why God had appeared in the form of Fish. The Lord told his devotee, "Just     a week from now, the ocean will rise and inundate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; the entire Universe     for the dissolution of creation. At that time a   spacious boat send by me will     approach you. Do collect all the seeds, plants and animals required for the next spell of     creation and get into the boat and await me. Take VASUKI, the king of Serpents, also with     you. The SAPTHA RISHIS (seven Sages) will also be with you".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Fish left for fulfilling its mission. When Hayagriva saw     the gigantic fish approaching him he was overtaken by fear but he knew if he opened his     mouth the Vedas will be lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p face="georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He held the VEDAS tightly in his mouth. But soon the Divine     Fish slew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; him and recovered the VEDAS and restored them to BRAHMA for him to     resume the function of CREATION at the appropriate time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczGO6_5hvI/AAAAAAAAA_s/f7sf7ceArIM/s1600-h/hayagriva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczGO6_5hvI/AAAAAAAAA_s/f7sf7ceArIM/s320/hayagriva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317843219675449074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As foretold by the DIVINE FISH, PRALAYA (deluge) set in and     on the turbulent waters, a boat appeared. Sage Satyavrata, the Saptha Rishis and all the     living creatures found haven in the boat.&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As the boat was tossed about by the turbulent ocean they     suddenly saw the fish approaching, it was in golden color now and had a horn. He said     Loudly," Fasten the Boat to my horn, using Vasuki as a rope. Do not worry, none of     you will be harmed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczGO8kL4II/AAAAAAAAA_0/aAVtUmucD9E/s1600-h/matsya+boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczGO8kL4II/AAAAAAAAA_0/aAVtUmucD9E/s320/matsya+boat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317843220096082050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;While the boat floated safely on the rising and enveloping     waters, VISHNU taught Satyavrata and the Rishis the highest form of Truth, which has come     down to earth as a Puranic Lore, called the MATSYA PURANA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-7529048616982940327?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/7529048616982940327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/dasha-avatar-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/7529048616982940327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/7529048616982940327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/dasha-avatar-part-1.html' title='DASHA AVATAR-part 1'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SczGPB3HAQI/AAAAAAAABAM/y1BWnDdp99I/s72-c/brahma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-1453659842906420762</id><published>2009-03-26T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T05:06:38.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HANUMAN LEELA-part 5</title><content type='html'>HANUMAN'S OTHER PASTIMES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;One day, during their exile, Draupadi ( the wife of the pandavas) asked Bhima( the strongest Pandava) to get her a flower     of lotus. Bhima said, "Oh ! it's nothing. I will bring you in a second." On his     way he found Hanuman sleeping on the road. Bhima did not recognize him and said, "O,     you old man, move away from the road" Hanuman told him to move his tail off the road     first and then he will move away. Bhima, the strongest of the Pandavas was not able to lift     Hanuman's tail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScttgaIyRKI/AAAAAAAAA-4/bFi4jQ7UPyU/s1600-h/bhima+and+hanuman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScttgaIyRKI/AAAAAAAAA-4/bFi4jQ7UPyU/s320/bhima+and+hanuman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317464188580414626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Then Hanuman regained his true form and blessed Bhima. After encountering several difficulties, Bhima brought the lotus flower to Draupadi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScttgbbTr9I/AAAAAAAAA_A/dOZCrfOqVVQ/s1600-h/hanuman+chest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScttgbbTr9I/AAAAAAAAA_A/dOZCrfOqVVQ/s320/hanuman+chest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317464188926537682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hanuman, had a special place in the heart of Lord Rama.Hanuman's     devotion to Rama was profound and everything and anything without Him seemed futile. Once,     when Sita presented a pearl-necklace to him, he tried to find Rama in each pearl. But when     disappointed he tore and threw it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScttgjfVLsI/AAAAAAAAA_I/BhxfIUIh6f4/s1600-h/hanuman+chest+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScttgjfVLsI/AAAAAAAAA_I/BhxfIUIh6f4/s320/hanuman+chest+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317464191090896578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was surprised and asked for an explanation. In reply,     Hanuman tore off his chest with his nails and showed everyone the image of Rama and Sita engraved in his     heart! Everyone was astonished and praised Hanuman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scttgg0oLhI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/y88JSLe0hjs/s1600-h/rama+coronation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scttgg0oLhI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/y88JSLe0hjs/s320/rama+coronation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317464190374915602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Even today the idol of Hanuman, god of protection, is found     in the temples of Rama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scttg2VycGI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/VAyMatuEs8o/s1600-h/rama+coronation+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scttg2VycGI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/VAyMatuEs8o/s320/rama+coronation+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317464196151144546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SctvAcRuIXI/AAAAAAAAA_g/GloS4oMKGk0/s1600-h/rama+coronation+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SctvAcRuIXI/AAAAAAAAA_g/GloS4oMKGk0/s320/rama+coronation+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317465838422204786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-1453659842906420762?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/1453659842906420762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/hanuman-leela-part-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/1453659842906420762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/1453659842906420762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/hanuman-leela-part-5.html' title='HANUMAN LEELA-part 5'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScttgaIyRKI/AAAAAAAAA-4/bFi4jQ7UPyU/s72-c/bhima+and+hanuman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-5455009416574290548</id><published>2009-03-24T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T04:44:21.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HANUMAN LEELA-part 4</title><content type='html'>IN THE BATTLE OF RAMAYANA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rama's brother Lakshmana had been      mortally wounded in battle by Indrajita, and the only thing that could save him was the      Sanjivini ("life-giving") plant, which grew far away on a mountain in the      Himalayas.  Rama was disconsolate at this news, and lamented his      brother's approaching death, but Hanuman assured him that he would get the      plant.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hanuman flew to the Himalayas and found the      mountain, but was unable to find the plant .  Undaunted, he lifted the entire mountain      and brought it back to Lanka, where the physicians quickly located the herb,      and brought Lakshmana back to health. Cured, Lakshmana killed Indrajita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scjpyr7quTI/AAAAAAAAA-I/wViqt_lss_I/s1600-h/sanjivani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scjpyr7quTI/AAAAAAAAA-I/wViqt_lss_I/s320/sanjivani.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316756417106590002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SctqaWFcRDI/AAAAAAAAA-w/zL0HTAQYYCM/s1600-h/sanjivani+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SctqaWFcRDI/AAAAAAAAA-w/zL0HTAQYYCM/s320/sanjivani+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317460785878549554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In one of the battles, Hanuman      knocked Ravana to the ground, snatched his crown, and escaped unscathed.       Since (as in many cultures) the crown was one of the symbols of kingship,      losing this foreshadows that Ravana's days in power are numbered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scjpypz4cwI/AAAAAAAAA-A/aJ3ni95a0Fc/s1600-h/hanuman+ravana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scjpypz4cwI/AAAAAAAAA-A/aJ3ni95a0Fc/s320/hanuman+ravana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316756416537064194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ahiravana was a demon magician, who was called by Ravana      (his friend) for help in the struggle against Rama's army.  Ahiravana      kidnapped Rama and Lakshmana by making them sleep magically, as he intended to offer them as human sacrifices to      the Goddess Kalaratri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SctoaP9IBPI/AAAAAAAAA-o/6oSq6LrmtEw/s1600-h/hanuman+kali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SctoaP9IBPI/AAAAAAAAA-o/6oSq6LrmtEw/s320/hanuman+kali.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317458585209799922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hanuman hid behind the deity's statue and told her to help him rescue Rama and Lakshmana. The goddess agreed and disappeared as Hanuman changed his form to that of the goddess' idol. When Ahiravana was about to sacrifice Rama and Lakshmana, Hanuman stopped him and ed him. Then he carried the princes back to their place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjpyNVc85I/AAAAAAAAA94/X5lrDn04spI/s1600-h/ahiravana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjpyNVc85I/AAAAAAAAA94/X5lrDn04spI/s320/ahiravana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316756408893240210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Later, Rama killed Ravana's army and his relatives and at last Ravana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-5455009416574290548?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/5455009416574290548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/hanuman-leela-part-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/5455009416574290548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/5455009416574290548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/hanuman-leela-part-4.html' title='HANUMAN LEELA-part 4'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scjpyr7quTI/AAAAAAAAA-I/wViqt_lss_I/s72-c/sanjivani.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-7854600257949958517</id><published>2009-03-24T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T06:51:53.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HANUMAN LEELA-part 3</title><content type='html'>CROSSING THE OCEAN, FINDING SITA AND BURNING LANKA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Hanuman was searching for Sita he met Sampati who was brother of Jatayu. Jatayu was     killed while he was trying to stop Sita from being kidnapped by Ravana. Sampati told     Hanuman that he could see Sita being kept in Ashokvatika in Lanka. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjhaB-S66I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/2TtQrjhKNjU/s1600-h/sampati.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjhaB-S66I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/2TtQrjhKNjU/s320/sampati.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316747197433441186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All of Sugriva's monkey subjects began to search for Sita,      and in this quest Hanuman leaped over the ocean to Lanka (again using his      prodigious strength).  On the way he encountered a snake deity      Surasa, who demanded that he go in her mouth before she would let him pass      by (she was actually disguised as a demoness to test Hanuman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjhJYcvpEI/AAAAAAAAA9A/OvZDJb53Rcc/s1600-h/hanuman+leap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjhJYcvpEI/AAAAAAAAA9A/OvZDJb53Rcc/s320/hanuman+leap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316746911408956482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hanuman made himself very large, and Surasa      opened her mouth wider and wider to accommodate him.  Hanuman then made      himself very small, and dashed in and out of her open mouth.  Surasa      was pleased with his ingenuity and courage, blessed him, and allowed him to      continue on his way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scjhaow9rtI/AAAAAAAAA9o/WWzf2xkbW4w/s1600-h/surasa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scjhaow9rtI/AAAAAAAAA9o/WWzf2xkbW4w/s320/surasa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316747207846506194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;After this a Rakshasi called Simhika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; caught  hold of his shadow and started dragging him to her mouth so that she  can eat him. Hanuman increased the size of his body inside her body and  killed Simhika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjhatmihFI/AAAAAAAAA9g/EKhjgnnutPA/s1600-h/simhika.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjhatmihFI/AAAAAAAAA9g/EKhjgnnutPA/s320/simhika.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316747209144960082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When Hanuman landed at Lanka and came to the gates of the      city, he was met by Lankini, the city's guardian deity.  She      blocked his path into the city, and demanded to know who he was and what he      was doing (fulfilling her role as a guardian).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hanuman's answer was to strike a blow that knocked her over,      after which he strode into the city.   His ability to defeat the      city's guardian deity foreshadowed that the city's ruler (Ravana) would soon      lose power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjhKbbEX6I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Xgtohe4qWgE/s1600-h/lankini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjhKbbEX6I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Xgtohe4qWgE/s320/lankini.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316746929387102114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rama searched the whole city for Sita, and      finally found her in a grove of Ashoka trees.  He reassured her that      Rama would come to rescue her, and then set about testing the city defenses      by making a ruckus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjhJx32jVI/AAAAAAAAA9I/72aSwpcmLQM/s1600-h/hanuman+sita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjhJx32jVI/AAAAAAAAA9I/72aSwpcmLQM/s320/hanuman+sita.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316746918233541970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjhJBZNveI/AAAAAAAAA84/inxlcr-kuCg/s1600-h/hanuman+lanka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjhJBZNveI/AAAAAAAAA84/inxlcr-kuCg/s320/hanuman+lanka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316746905220136418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When Hanuman Reached Lanka and met Ravana, Ravana did not     offer Hanuman a chair to sit. &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hence Hanuman created his own thorn by extending his tail     long enough and then sitting in front of Ravana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjkGV1pylI/AAAAAAAAA9w/gXxmgbHtNvA/s1600-h/hanuman+tail+ravana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjkGV1pylI/AAAAAAAAA9w/gXxmgbHtNvA/s320/hanuman+tail+ravana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316750157703400018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ravana was shocked to see this and called his demons to set     Hanuman's tail on fire.When Hanuman went to Lanka Ravana's soldiers tied Hanuman's tail     with rags fabrics and Hanuman made the tail longer and longer. The exhausted demons set     fire to his tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Now it was Hanuman's turn he jumped all over Lanka setting     the entire city ablaze with his tail still on fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He was eventually captured and brought before      Ravana, who decided that Hanuman would be tortured by having his tail      wrapped in oil-soaked cloth, and set on fire.  Hanuman used his powers      to make his tail enormously long (so that a lot of flammable material was      tied to it).  After the cloth was lit he slipped his bonds and jumped      all through the city, setting it on fire, before jumping into the sea to make to  the flame disappear. He then gave Rama the deatails about Sita and Lanka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjhIgFUYlI/AAAAAAAAA8w/xee-VqRVBpQ/s1600-h/hanuman+burning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjhIgFUYlI/AAAAAAAAA8w/xee-VqRVBpQ/s320/hanuman+burning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316746896278315602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-7854600257949958517?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/7854600257949958517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/hanuman-leela-part-3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/7854600257949958517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/7854600257949958517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/hanuman-leela-part-3.html' title='HANUMAN LEELA-part 3'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjhaB-S66I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/2TtQrjhKNjU/s72-c/sampati.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-8069365954022158893</id><published>2009-03-24T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T06:13:21.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HANUMAN LEELA-part 2</title><content type='html'>MEETING WITH SUGREEVA AND RAMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanuman was a friend and servant of Monkey King Sugriva. On his     request he came to get the identity of the two strangers who were wondering in their     plains below the mountain, these strangers were Ram and Laxman. They were searching for     kidnapped Sita. Hanuman placed them on his shoulders and took them to Sugriva on the     mountain top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scjb_Gi1gbI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/HNQ9Fls2scg/s1600-h/hanuman+rama+lakshmana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scjb_Gi1gbI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/HNQ9Fls2scg/s320/hanuman+rama+lakshmana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316741237245837746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ram and Sugriva promised to help each other to find Sita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scjb_efAFqI/AAAAAAAAA8o/FaO9kXrh3Fc/s1600-h/rama+sugreeva+meeting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scjb_efAFqI/AAAAAAAAA8o/FaO9kXrh3Fc/s320/rama+sugreeva+meeting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316741243672204962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When Rama and      his brother Lakshmana were searching for Sita (Rama's kidnapped wife), they      were advised to seek out the monkey king Sugriva.  Hanuman was one of      Sugriva's ministers, and when he first met the duo, he disguised himself as      a brahmin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After talking with them for a little while he      could bear the deception no longer, and so he revealed his true form, fell      and Rama's feet, and received Rama's blessing.  From there, he led them      to meet Sugriva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scjb_AjOaxI/AAAAAAAAA8g/34x0aUY0AJs/s1600-h/meeting+rama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scjb_AjOaxI/AAAAAAAAA8g/34x0aUY0AJs/s320/meeting+rama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316741235636857618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-8069365954022158893?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/8069365954022158893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/hanuman-leela-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/8069365954022158893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/8069365954022158893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/hanuman-leela-part-2.html' title='HANUMAN LEELA-part 2'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scjb_Gi1gbI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/HNQ9Fls2scg/s72-c/hanuman+rama+lakshmana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-9205740659481599935</id><published>2009-03-24T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T06:19:34.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HANUMAN LEELA-part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HANUMAN'S BIRTH AND CHILDHOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture courtesy-www.ruchiskitchen.com,&lt;br /&gt;                               www.personal.carthage.edu&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was still a child, his mother, Anjani, had assured     him that he would never be destroyed and when he feels hungry he can have fruits as red     and ripe as the rising sun.Thinking that the glowing sun was a ripe red fruit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; he mistook it as an apple and tried to grab it, at the speed of     wind, in the sky and the severe heat of the SUN had no effect on him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjYvQxiBMI/AAAAAAAAA8A/EuK3hMf297E/s1600-h/hanuman+sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjYvQxiBMI/AAAAAAAAA8A/EuK3hMf297E/s320/hanuman+sun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316737666579039426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;He was very mischievous in his childhood, once on the day of     solar eclipse, Hanuman ran towards Rahu, and Rahu had to take help of Lord Indra.&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;One of his popular mischievous were that one day he saw     Airavata ( Indra's white elephant) and tried to attack him. Seeing this attempt of the     valorous monkey, Indra used his thunderbolt (vajrayudha) which hit the child's chin (hanu)     and hurled him to the earth. (It is from this event that Anjani's monkey son came to be     known as Hanuman.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjYvhA1fwI/AAAAAAAAA8I/VGr_xUv_tsI/s1600-h/hanuman+rahu+indra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjYvhA1fwI/AAAAAAAAA8I/VGr_xUv_tsI/s320/hanuman+rahu+indra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316737670938197762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When Vayu, the Wind god, carried him off to Pataal in such     a precarious condition, life on earth came to a standstill in the absence of air. Living     beings felt breathless and were dying. All the gods went to Vayu and blessed the child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Brahma&lt;/span&gt; blessed the monkey     child with immortality, invulnerability, enduring devotion to God, and prowess (bravery). &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Agni&lt;/span&gt; blessed him, Saying, "Fire will never burn you." &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kaal&lt;/span&gt; was no less generous, "May not death overcome you." &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Vayu&lt;/span&gt; blessed him with more speed than he himself had. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Indra&lt;/span&gt; said, "No weapon of any kind shall wound you or hit your     body." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;All the gods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;,blessed him saying that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; "None will ever equal you in strength and     speed." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Surya&lt;/span&gt; gave him     two siddhis of yoga namely "laghima" and "garima". With     "laghima" he could attain the smallest form and with "garima" he could     attain the biggest form of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hanuman got educated by Surya, the sun god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjYwOV9amI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/mvL8KLlUtDQ/s1600-h/hanuman+knowledge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjYwOV9amI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/mvL8KLlUtDQ/s320/hanuman+knowledge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316737683106392674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-9205740659481599935?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/9205740659481599935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/hanuman-leela-part-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/9205740659481599935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/9205740659481599935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/hanuman-leela-part-1.html' title='HANUMAN LEELA-part 1'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjYvQxiBMI/AAAAAAAAA8A/EuK3hMf297E/s72-c/hanuman+sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-1084860870792527813</id><published>2009-03-24T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T04:52:20.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RAMAYANA-part 7</title><content type='html'>THE WAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bridge was required to be constructed over the ocean to     invade Lanka. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Rama had an army of millions            of monkeys, but a wide expanse of ocean lay between His army and His            objective. The demigod of the ocean promised that stones would float            so that a bridge could be constructed. The monkeys labored hard, carrying            not only huge boulders but also trees to construct the bridge, and at            last it was completed. The entire army of monkeys marched across.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;The monkeys and bears of Sugriva began the work quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The bridge was ready and the troops of Rama arrived on the     outskirts of Lanka.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The spies of Ravana informed him of the arrival of Rama's     troops.Ravana alerted his large army. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjBS-QUZAI/AAAAAAAAA6A/AJXLJQnEW-A/s1600-h/lanka+bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjBS-QUZAI/AAAAAAAAA6A/AJXLJQnEW-A/s320/lanka+bridge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316711891804120066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjCb4Kn3jI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/5b7Qh9WwSvI/s1600-h/lanka+bridge+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjCb4Kn3jI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/5b7Qh9WwSvI/s320/lanka+bridge+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316713144300068402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjCb6lFKKI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/kPuWpihyjLQ/s1600-h/lanka+bridge+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjCb6lFKKI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/kPuWpihyjLQ/s320/lanka+bridge+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316713144947910818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Angada, son of Vali was sent as an envoy to tell Ravana to free Sita or be ready for war. Ravana sent 2 demons to attack him and told him that he was ready for war. Angada killed the demons and told Rama about Ravana's decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjAH5kHqdI/AAAAAAAAA5A/HaFwYZroTyM/s1600-h/angada+envoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjAH5kHqdI/AAAAAAAAA5A/HaFwYZroTyM/s320/angada+envoy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316710602054805970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One of his brothers Vibhishana advised him, "You have     abducted Sita unlawfully. Now you return Sita to Rama and stop the war." Ravana got angry and threw him out of his court. Vibhishana joined Rama's army.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Even Ravana's wife Mandodari persuaded him to return Sita but all in vain. Truly, one who     is destined to be ruined always thinks on the wrong lines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjFkh-4RkI/AAAAAAAAA7o/BfLY-KOA13s/s1600-h/vibhishana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjFkh-4RkI/AAAAAAAAA7o/BfLY-KOA13s/s320/vibhishana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316716591498937922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ravana chose to fight out.First he sent his generals to     fight. When they were all killed he sent his own sons in the battlefield. Indrajita, Ravana's son shot snakes disguised as arrows on Rama and Lakshmana, but the Vishnu's mount, the great bird Garuda killed the snakes and revived Rama and Lakshmana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjEP5yNKpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/-e2O4ei9ieg/s1600-h/snake+arrows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjEP5yNKpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/-e2O4ei9ieg/s320/snake+arrows.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316715137599351442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Indrajita exhibited great valour in the battlefield by     attacking Laxmana bravely and making him swoon. Had Hanuman not brought the plant ( jadibooti) that restores     the dead to life, Laxmana would not survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjAIC37XzI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/N1keviaQBQQ/s1600-h/hanuman+sanjivani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjAIC37XzI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/N1keviaQBQQ/s320/hanuman+sanjivani.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316710604553805618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjAIUPdazI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/D3J7FMSkxc8/s1600-h/hanuman+sanjivani+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjAIUPdazI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/D3J7FMSkxc8/s320/hanuman+sanjivani+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316710609215908658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Indrajita also was killed at last by Lakshmana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjAIlOqksI/AAAAAAAAA5g/tNOzE-6Vjvw/s1600-h/indrajit+killed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjAIlOqksI/AAAAAAAAA5g/tNOzE-6Vjvw/s320/indrajit+killed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316710613775979202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ravana,     then, sent his mighty brother Kumbhakarna to fight against Rama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjBS7CJDEI/AAAAAAAAA54/zwlKBkalS4I/s1600-h/kumbhakarna+fighting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjBS7CJDEI/AAAAAAAAA54/zwlKBkalS4I/s320/kumbhakarna+fighting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316711890939350082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He used to sleep for six months and on waking he devoured     anything he came across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjBRZDE1yI/AAAAAAAAA5o/0p48yXYGekE/s1600-h/kumbhakarna+awakening.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjBRZDE1yI/AAAAAAAAA5o/0p48yXYGekE/s320/kumbhakarna+awakening.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316711864636593954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But he was also killed in the battle by Rama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjBRqHLDhI/AAAAAAAAA5w/xAWFPgHyvRE/s1600-h/kumbhakarna+death.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjBRqHLDhI/AAAAAAAAA5w/xAWFPgHyvRE/s320/kumbhakarna+death.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316711869217181202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now Ravana himself came to     battlefield in his chariot. He used deadly weapons against Rama and Laxmana. Vibhishna revealed the truth that Ravana could be killed only if an arrow pierces his navel which contained nectar of immortality. Rama sent an arrow which pierced Ravana's navel. At last he was     killed and Rama and Sita were to be reunited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjCc5VUwJI/AAAAAAAAA6w/S6qbc2g2SAU/s1600-h/rama+kills+ravana+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjCc5VUwJI/AAAAAAAAA6w/S6qbc2g2SAU/s320/rama+kills+ravana+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316713161793257618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjCcgjt2OI/AAAAAAAAA6o/rFuKPHrhuuY/s1600-h/rama+kills+ravana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjCcgjt2OI/AAAAAAAAA6o/rFuKPHrhuuY/s320/rama+kills+ravana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316713155142736098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Without    wasting any more time, eager to meet Sita, Rama  Ashokvana. Rama arrived. Emaciated but cheerful, Sita touched holy feet of her    husband. Rama said that he could not accept Sita as she lived in Ravana's place for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjEPoS1yDI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/X-LmVwvU0AE/s1600-h/sita+fireordeal+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjEPoS1yDI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/X-LmVwvU0AE/s320/sita+fireordeal+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316715132904392754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;Sita   responded by saying, "    I am as pure as Fire. Hence I will prove purity of my character by    passing through the raging fire flames."Soon a huge fire was lit.  Sita approached the Fire and    prayed, to the fire god to let her unscathed if she was pure and to burn her if she wasn't.Sita remained in fire unscathed and unharmed. The Fire God could do nothing    in the face of purity of Sita. Soon the god of fire came and told Rama that Sita was pure and Rama accepted her.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjFkMQMhmI/AAAAAAAAA7g/X8BxYijCThQ/s1600-h/sita+fireordeal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjFkMQMhmI/AAAAAAAAA7g/X8BxYijCThQ/s320/sita+fireordeal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316716585665988194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then Rama warmly received her.            He said to her, “I knew you were faithful to me, but I wanted            to prove it to the world so that no one can say anything against you.”            Thus they were happily reunited.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjAIIAEQqI/AAAAAAAAA5I/y2s1MK8DxcI/s1600-h/hanuman+praise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjAIIAEQqI/AAAAAAAAA5I/y2s1MK8DxcI/s320/hanuman+praise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316710605930119842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: georgia;"&gt;The time period of the exile            was now over, and it was time to return to Ayodhya. Rama, Lakshman,            Sita, Sugriva, Hanuman, and several others boarded Ravana’s Pushpaka wonderful  that had been stolen from lord Kubera, and flew back            to Ayodhya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;         &lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjEPSilRmI/AAAAAAAAA7A/AJMVe8YZQEQ/s1600-h/return+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjEPSilRmI/AAAAAAAAA7A/AJMVe8YZQEQ/s320/return+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316715127064839778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjEPQHgmgI/AAAAAAAAA64/UMIqaXrJHiU/s1600-h/return.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjEPQHgmgI/AAAAAAAAA64/UMIqaXrJHiU/s320/return.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316715126414416386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;Rama’s brother Bharat,            for whom the exile had been plotted, had never accepted the kingship,            but had ruled the kingdom as representative of Rama. There was great            rejoicing upon the triumphant return of the Rama the rightful king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjCcSt1kjI/AAAAAAAAA6g/iui8GNURYLw/s1600-h/rama+coronation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjCcSt1kjI/AAAAAAAAA6g/iui8GNURYLw/s320/rama+coronation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316713151427088946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjJD9SF2fI/AAAAAAAAA7w/-HT0oeRjH4Y/s1600-h/rama+coronation+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjJD9SF2fI/AAAAAAAAA7w/-HT0oeRjH4Y/s320/rama+coronation+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316720429938104818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rama's unquestioning obedience to his father's wishes, his moral uprightness in the war against Ravana, his deference to the wishes of his people,     his generosity in the face of personal loss and his marital fidelity has made him Vishnu's     , most august and venerable incarnation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjJDwBluvI/AAAAAAAAA74/3zZkSIESxYc/s1600-h/rama+coronation+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjJDwBluvI/AAAAAAAAA74/3zZkSIESxYc/s320/rama+coronation+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316720426379229938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             SRI RAMAJAYAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;blockquote style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-1084860870792527813?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/1084860870792527813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/ramayana-part-7.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/1084860870792527813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/1084860870792527813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/ramayana-part-7.html' title='RAMAYANA-part 7'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScjBS-QUZAI/AAAAAAAAA6A/AJXLJQnEW-A/s72-c/lanka+bridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-111949606125480506</id><published>2009-03-23T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T07:25:48.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RAMAYANA-part 6</title><content type='html'>HANUMAN FINDS SITA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, Sugreeva sent his monkey army to search Sita. The army searched everywhere but could not find Sita. As they sat dejected on a sea shore,&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt; behind them, in a cave not far off, a huge vulture, almost famished with    hunger, was pleased to see these people as his prey! Sampati was his    name. His sense of hearing, vision, and smell were phenomenally acute.    His power was such that he could eat a person in one bite! Thus, to    satisfy his age-old hunger, he decided to attack one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;But, just then he heard Hanuman talking about Jatayu: How he had tried    to protect Sita from the hands of Ravana. The sudden surprise of Sampati    was attributed to Jatayu being his brother! To know more about Jatayu    and his fate Sampati went near the group and inquired, "O noble ones,    who are you? From whence do you come to this remote and lonely place?    And may I know the details of your reference to my brother Jatayu?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus spoken to, Hanuman narrated the valiant sacrifice Jatayu made in    the attempt to rescue Sita. He further told Sampati about Rama, Laxmana,    and Sita, and how Ravana had kidnapped Sita. They had come to that    remote place in search of Sita. Sampati thought over the matter. When he    realized that Sri Rama - the Lord Himself - had liberated the soul his    brother, he also decided to help Rama in his mission to eliminate evil    from this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;He could see for miles ahead across the sea.  narrated the scene to    others. Angad, Hanuman, Jambuwanta and others were full of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But their joy was short lived. Hanuman said that it was useless to go    Rama without positive proof about Sita. Someone must go there to    actually talk to Sita, confirm and return after which they should inform    Rama. For this purpose said Hanuman, he had already brought the royal    and private ring of Rama familiar to Sita on the basis of which someone    could give Sita guarantee of early help and safe return back to Rama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceTQ7Ak52I/AAAAAAAAA4A/iNiyh98gX64/s1600-h/sampati.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceTQ7Ak52I/AAAAAAAAA4A/iNiyh98gX64/s320/sampati.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316379804061460322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;However, the question as to who could/would go to that far off land    sprang up as a problem for which the answer was not forthcoming with    ease. Sampati said that he could not go as he had become old and the    power in his wings had left him. Angad said, if I was asked to go on    land I would go any distance; but water! No, it was not possible for him    to swim or jump so high and long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;Hanuman said, "Dear brothers, Sri Rama has infused special powers in my    life. I am sure I shall be able to cross this ocean in one jump."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was delighted and shouted "Jai Sri Rama". Hanuman made himself    big and tall and flew off &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceTsuAFrFI/AAAAAAAAA4I/tyo4Qftmbl0/s1600-h/hanuman+leap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceTsuAFrFI/AAAAAAAAA4I/tyo4Qftmbl0/s320/hanuman+leap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316380281606089810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#333300;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The God of the sea to  help Hanuman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; asked his friend the Mainaka Mountain to rise above the  sea and help Hanuman relax and take rest. Hanuman however refused  the offer and went ahead. The assembled Devas wanted to test the efficiency  of Hanuman and sent, Devi Surasa to test him. She took the form of a  Rakshasi and informed him that he should enter her mouth and become  her food; Hanuman increased his size to a very mega form. Surasa also  made her mouth sufficiently big to swallowm Hanuman. At that time Hanuman  reduced his body to a thumb size jumped in and out of Surasas’s mouth.   Surasa blessed him and the devas were very sure that Hanuman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; can do  the job assigned to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceYXrCgzBI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/E_aMXqcDw_A/s1600-h/surasa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceYXrCgzBI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/E_aMXqcDw_A/s320/surasa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316385417591835666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#333300;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After this a Rakshasi called Simhika  hold of his shadow and started dragging him to her mouth so that she  can eat him.Hanuman entered her body and again increased the size of the body and killed Simhika. &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After this Hanuman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; reached the city of Sri Lanka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceYYYswUVI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/3r0-TFVv5kE/s1600-h/simhika.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceYYYswUVI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/3r0-TFVv5kE/s320/simhika.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316385429848609106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#333300;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There he  took a small midget form before entering the city, to avoid detection.  However Lanka's guardian goddes, Lankini stopped him and challenged him. He hit her with  his clenched fist and she fell down. She realised that the end of the  city of Sri Lanka was nearing and blessed Hanuman in  his endeavour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceYYrXH7aI/AAAAAAAAA4g/-MnLFNVOjkI/s1600-h/lankini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceYYrXH7aI/AAAAAAAAA4g/-MnLFNVOjkI/s320/lankini.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316385434858155426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rama searched the whole city for Sita, and      finally found her in a grove of Ashoka trees.  He reassured her that      Rama would come to rescue her, and then set about testing the city defenses      by making a ruckus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceYY1GBsaI/AAAAAAAAA4o/pdVm9cIhP50/s1600-h/hanuman+sita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceYY1GBsaI/AAAAAAAAA4o/pdVm9cIhP50/s320/hanuman+sita.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316385437470798242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScebyS03U5I/AAAAAAAAA44/R0QJfbeN3D0/s1600-h/hanuman+lanka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScebyS03U5I/AAAAAAAAA44/R0QJfbeN3D0/s320/hanuman+lanka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316389173483492242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He was eventually captured and brought before      Ravana, who decided that Hanuman would be tortured by having his tail      wrapped in oil-soaked cloth, and set on fire.  Hanuman used his powers      to make his tail enormously long (so that a lot of flammable material was      tied to it).  After the cloth was lit he slipped his bonds and jumped      all through the city, setting it on fire, before jumping into the sea to      douse the flame.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Then Hanuman returned to Rama and gave him the details about Lanka and Sita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceYZMNmabI/AAAAAAAAA4w/XEz-newxX6U/s1600-h/hanuman+burning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceYZMNmabI/AAAAAAAAA4w/XEz-newxX6U/s320/hanuman+burning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316385443676580274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-111949606125480506?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/111949606125480506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/ramayana-part-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/111949606125480506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/111949606125480506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/ramayana-part-6.html' title='RAMAYANA-part 6'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceTQ7Ak52I/AAAAAAAAA4A/iNiyh98gX64/s72-c/sampati.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-1833922681637669408</id><published>2009-03-23T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T04:58:25.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RAMAYANA-part 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"  &gt;MEETING WITH SUGREEVA AND HANUMAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rama and Laxmana            set off through the forest toward the ocean hundreds of miles away.            On the way they were suddenly captured by a giant and terrible demon            named Kabandha. Kabandha had no head, and had arms eight miles long.            Rama and Lakshman fought, severing his great arms, and Kabandha fell            to the ground. &lt;/span&gt;         &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He told them his story: He had            been a demigod, who liked to assume the form of a demon to scare people.            A sage, angered by this behavior, had cursed him to remain a demon.            The sage told him he would be released from this curse the day he was            killed by Rama and Lakshman. Later, in a fight with Indra, he had been            struck by Indra’s thunderbolt which had driven his head into his            chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scd3VmyRlII/AAAAAAAAA2I/z9N_K30CkO8/s1600-h/kabandha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scd3VmyRlII/AAAAAAAAA2I/z9N_K30CkO8/s320/kabandha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316349098206532738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Moving towards the south, Rama and Laxmana came to a     beautiful spot of Pampa Sarovara.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;     They met there Shabari, an affectionate Bhil woman. She affectionately served them sweet     fruits of jujube tree in her hut. Both enjoyed her hospitality and love. When Rama and     Laxmana left her next morning Shabari passed away as if her mission in life was now     over.Then they arrived at Mount Rishyamuka. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scd3WWzh6wI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/EYJtMO2R1iw/s1600-h/shabari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scd3WWzh6wI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/EYJtMO2R1iw/s320/shabari.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316349111096699650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here they met the monkey-king Sugriva and his secretary     Hanumana who learnt about their mission.Now Sugriva was reminded, "Oh, I saw a demon     carrying away a woman. The woman threw some of her ornaments towards me. Here they     are!" Rama watched the ornaments carefully and soon identified them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scd3WRMmgyI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/We5j2dWIX6c/s1600-h/hanuman+meeting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scd3WRMmgyI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/We5j2dWIX6c/s320/hanuman+meeting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316349109591245602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sita's whereabouts were traced thus far. Sugriva offered them his help and Hanuman soon     became a devotee of Rama.Sugriva's elder brother Vali was the king of Kishkindha. He had     abducted Sugriva's wife and deported him. Rama-Laxmana helped Sugriva to defeat Vali and     when Vali was killed, they made Sugriva the King of Kishkindha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scd3WlyxsXI/AAAAAAAAA2g/W07jkpU3jYY/s1600-h/vali+sugreeva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scd3WlyxsXI/AAAAAAAAA2g/W07jkpU3jYY/s320/vali+sugreeva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316349115120071026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-1833922681637669408?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/1833922681637669408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/ramayana-part-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/1833922681637669408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/1833922681637669408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/ramayana-part-5.html' title='RAMAYANA-part 5'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scd3VmyRlII/AAAAAAAAA2I/z9N_K30CkO8/s72-c/kabandha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-8333461763640164169</id><published>2009-03-22T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T06:18:52.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RAMAYANA-part 4</title><content type='html'>LIFE AT PANCHAVATI, MUTILATION OF SHURPANAKHA AND ABDUCTION OF SITA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On their way to forest Rama and Laxmana killed many vicious demons. One day, Viradha the powerful demon caught them unawares and started chasing. Viradha had a special power in that he could not be killed with any weapon. Knowing this fact, Rama grounded and stood on him. Laxmana dug a moat, and Viradha was buried live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScZGnUBl0bI/AAAAAAAAA1w/Q4w4z3zKCCY/s1600-h/viradha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScZGnUBl0bI/AAAAAAAAA1w/Q4w4z3zKCCY/s320/viradha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316014051361673650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;One day Rama and Laxmana were sitting a distance apart near       their forest dwelling. As it happened Shurpanakha, sister of       Ravana, was passing from there and fell in love with Rama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;With her powers she    changed herself in a very beautiful maiden , Rama&lt;/span&gt; and said that she was in love with him.Rama gently refused and told her to approach Laxmana. Even Laxmana refused her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScZErAkq1BI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/N4XJk0hFi0c/s1600-h/shurpanakha+disguise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScZErAkq1BI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/N4XJk0hFi0c/s320/shurpanakha+disguise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316011915836314642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shurpanakha was furious and pounced on Sita outstretching her claws. Laxmana was infuriated and cut her nose and ears. Shurpanakha cried in pain and went to her brother Khara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScZErE7LenI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/hJ4zsiyKVl8/s1600-h/shurpanakha+mutilation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScZErE7LenI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/hJ4zsiyKVl8/s320/shurpanakha+mutilation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316011917004470898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;S&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eeing his sister’s disfigurement            and feeling his position insulted as the demon lord of the forest, Khara            first sent fourteen demon warriors to kill the three humans. However,            Rama killed them all, so Khara gathered his army and went forth to attack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;Rama killed Khara’s entire army, and now              his horses, chariot-driver, chariot, and bow were all destroyed. After              a one-on-one battle, Khara himself was killed, and Rama emerged completely              victorious. Lakshman did not take part in this fight; he had been              guarding Sita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScZGa3GVaaI/AAAAAAAAA1o/grQyTlOzVCY/s1600-h/khara+dushana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScZGa3GVaaI/AAAAAAAAA1o/grQyTlOzVCY/s320/khara+dushana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316013837438511522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;She complained to her     brother Ravana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;He seized this opportunity to     punish Rama and set out to Panchavati with his relative Maricha who assumed the form of a     golden stag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceLzISGjOI/AAAAAAAAA3o/jujV81J6gxM/s1600-h/shurpanakha+ravana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceLzISGjOI/AAAAAAAAA3o/jujV81J6gxM/s320/shurpanakha+ravana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316371595647159522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sita was enamoured by its beauty. She showed it to Rama and     sent him catch it for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;After some time she heard Rama's voive, Hey Sita" and     she asked Laxmana to follow Rama. Soon that stag was killed by Rama, &amp;amp; he turned into     his naturl form, the demon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScZIH79tk-I/AAAAAAAAA14/p3S0ovOrN4M/s1600-h/maricha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScZIH79tk-I/AAAAAAAAA14/p3S0ovOrN4M/s320/maricha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316015711350264802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Now she was alone and seizing this opportunity Ravana came     there in the form of a mendicant and kidnapped her. When Rama and Laxmana returned, they     found to their surprise that Sita was missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;They started the search for     Sita in the deep forest. Very often Rama was in tears and he asked trees, streams and     stones, "Have you seen Sita anywhere here?" &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On their way they encountered with the Jatayu, the vulture     king, who said, "Yes, I've seen her being kidnapped by Ravana, the king of Lanka. I     tried to stop him but he cut off my wings and escaped in the south.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceMFfgYTNI/AAAAAAAAA3w/oAELoMyh8tE/s1600-h/jatayu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceMFfgYTNI/AAAAAAAAA3w/oAELoMyh8tE/s320/jatayu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316371911118703826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-8333461763640164169?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/8333461763640164169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/ramayana-part-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/8333461763640164169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/8333461763640164169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/ramayana-part-4.html' title='RAMAYANA-part 4'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScZGnUBl0bI/AAAAAAAAA1w/Q4w4z3zKCCY/s72-c/viradha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-1702634713655477125</id><published>2009-03-22T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T06:11:33.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RAMAYANA-part 3</title><content type='html'>KAIKEYI'S BOONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Rama returned to Ayodhya. Dashratha proclaimed about his coronation. &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All except Manthara, the maid servant of Kaikeyi, welcomed     it.Manthara poisoned the ears of Kaikeyi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"If Rama became the king, Bharata would be his     subordinate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now     is the time for you to ask for the two boons which Dasharatha promised you in the     battlefield: Bharata be coronated as the king and Rama be sent to the forest for fourteen     years."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kaikeyi was not crooked but she was misguided by Manthara.     She took offence and retired in solitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scd8oj7oo_I/AAAAAAAAA24/lMvyGpMki8c/s1600-h/kaikeyi+manthara+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scd8oj7oo_I/AAAAAAAAA24/lMvyGpMki8c/s320/kaikeyi+manthara+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316354921416139762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScYbUDRezpI/AAAAAAAAA0o/nvRQMkwgRYE/s1600-h/kaikeyi+manthara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScYbUDRezpI/AAAAAAAAA0o/nvRQMkwgRYE/s320/kaikeyi+manthara.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315966441447411346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Dasharatha tried to please her she got a chance to ask     for those two boons.Dasharatha was shocked at this and he swooned. When Rama learnt about     it he rushed to the spot and said to Kaikeyi, "Mother, I gladly accept the command of     my father. Bharata will be the king and I'll go to live in the forest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScYg6z4y6FI/AAAAAAAAA0w/4Hr_kZ7xu2E/s1600-h/kaikeyidemanding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScYg6z4y6FI/AAAAAAAAA0w/4Hr_kZ7xu2E/s320/kaikeyidemanding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315972604890376274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Both Sita and Laxmana accompanied Rama to the forest. The people of Ayodhya saw them off     with tears in their eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scd9JC6q4YI/AAAAAAAAA3A/Vikz5ZJ46fw/s1600-h/rama+going+to+forest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scd9JC6q4YI/AAAAAAAAA3A/Vikz5ZJ46fw/s320/rama+going+to+forest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316355479489405314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;But promise was a promise, not only for the royal family, but for every    citizen of Ayodhya. Everyone knew that although Kaikeyi was harsh in her    demands, but she could not be faulted on that account alone. She had    every right to demand her two promises which the King Dasharatha must    keep, come what may. If it created tragic condition of gloom and    helplessness the people were willing to suffer stoically, without    violence or revenge. Kaikeyi never was threatened, no, nobody ever    thought of harming her. But the crowd made the departure of our heroes    very slow. Rama advised all to remain calm and collected; to support the    would-be king Bharata, and to look after the ailing king Dasharatha and    the helpless queens.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  The night fell even as Rama-Laxmana-Sita could barely cross the limits    of the city. It was painfully slow process to leave the people. At this    juncture, minister Sumanta drove his chariot towards Rama and said, "My    Lord, the people are asleep. Let me take you across the border quickly    without much ado." Rama agreed and thus leaving all tired people behind,    Rama-Laxmana-Sita fled far off under the cover of night sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon they came to Sringaverpura, the city of nishadas. Their chief Guha welcomed Rama heartily and gave him fruits and milk. Guha also told him to board a boat which was driven by Kevata the boatman. Kevata honoured Rama and took him in his boat. Soon the trio reached Chitrakuta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceBSMB-HtI/AAAAAAAAA3I/4FEc9ICiTII/s1600-h/guha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceBSMB-HtI/AAAAAAAAA3I/4FEc9ICiTII/s320/guha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316360034601279186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;Meanwhile, news of these dramatic    happenings was sent to Bharata who was far away from Ayodhya. He was    told that king Dasharatha sought his urgent meeting. He was not told    about the banishment of Rama, role of his mother, and critical condition    of his father.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  But when he entered the boundaries of the kingdom, he was aware that    something was amiss. "Why the birds are not at their usual happy    chirping? Why these cattle is dried up and thinned out? Why all people    are so silent, instead of their usual fun and play; their eyes swollen    as if with constant crying? Why the usual sweet music and singing at the    palace not audible to his ears?"&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  He could guess of impending tragedy, but was not sure as to what exactly    might have happened. He straight way went to the chamber of his mother    and was pained to see his father lying semiconscious on the floor. He    was angry as well as confused. With a firm voice he inquired of her    mother,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;"O mother, what is all this? Can anyone tell me what has happened to my    father, who has brought this disgrace to him, and why is Rama not to be    seen?" A series of rapid fire question, but no immediate answer! Who    would describe this sudden catastrophe where villain was of his mother    Kaikeyi only! Ultimately through the intervention of the ministers    gradually Bharata came to know all the details of the happenings. He was    flabbergasted that her mother would be so mean to take life of her own    husband! How can she not feel the pain of separation from her son Rama!    Then with language that was sharper than the razor's edge, Bharata takes    her mother to the task.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Says he, "O mother, to call you mother is an insult to motherhood.    Indian tradition does not allow to kill one's mother and hence I am    desisted from doing so, otherwise any one other you would have not    remained alive for more than a minute after doing this to my father and    brother Rama. Let the world know that from today you cease to remain my    mother, I will not speak to you for fourteen years. From today onwards    my mother's place is taken by mother Kausalya and mother Sumitra."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceCS0DDduI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/_4xq_1ketn0/s1600-h/bharata+return.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceCS0DDduI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/_4xq_1ketn0/s320/bharata+return.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316361144854869730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;Bending low down, he then lifted the head of his father in his lap and    said, "O father, what should I do to pacify you? On one side there is    that noble Rama and here I am so unlucky and useless to become the king    at the cost of my father and brother. Why have I lived to see this    unfortunate day! please tell me father what is your command for me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;Thus full of remorse Bharata did not know exactly as to what he should    do. In a weak voice then, Dasharatha said, "O my son, my end is near, I    cannot live where Rama is not. The life force here draws its sustenance    from Rama alone. But my request to you is to go and fetch Rama-Laxmana-Sita    from wherever they may be. After my departure from this earthly bond, I    do not want the people of Ayodhya and all of you to suffer the agony of    separation from Rama."&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceEVIAZX4I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/8Edso4CqIYY/s1600-h/dasharatha+death.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 172px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceEVIAZX4I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/8Edso4CqIYY/s320/dasharatha+death.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316363383595425666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;All eyes were wet. Bharata vowed to seek the forest-dwelling of Rama and    to bring him back and offer him his legitimate right to throne. On    hearing these words the heart of Dasharatha was pacified to some extent,    and he breathed his last with repetition of 'He Rama, He Rama, He Rama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon the trio reached the holy Ashrama of the sage Bharadwaja. From there they reached Dabdakavana and settled there&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Bharata tried to persuade Rama to rule Ayodhya and went to his forest dwelling, but Rama gently refused him. Sad, Bharata returned with Rama's slippers and kept them on the throne and ruled from the gateway to Ayodhya.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceKECGLNbI/AAAAAAAAA3g/85cORpGHzgE/s1600-h/bharata+rama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceKECGLNbI/AAAAAAAAA3g/85cORpGHzgE/s320/bharata+rama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316369687021041074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-1702634713655477125?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/1702634713655477125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/ramayana-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/1702634713655477125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/1702634713655477125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/ramayana-part-3.html' title='RAMAYANA-part 3'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scd8oj7oo_I/AAAAAAAAA24/lMvyGpMki8c/s72-c/kaikeyi+manthara+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-8063701785173666798</id><published>2009-03-21T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T05:09:19.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RAMAYANA-part 2</title><content type='html'>MARRIAGE OF LORD RAMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Vishwamitra took Rama and Laxmana with him to Mithila.Janaka     announced, "I'll marry my daughter to the person who can successfully charge the bow     presented to me by Lord Shiva."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Numerous kings tried their hand at it but failed. Asked by     Vishwamitra Rama rose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;from his seat and tried to charge the bow which he     could lift up in a jerk, leaving all the persons in amazement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rama tried to bend the bow to charge it and the old bow broke     into two. Rama and Sita got married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScTxgYe5E-I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/bALjBYBz2tY/s1600-h/rama+bow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScTxgYe5E-I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/bALjBYBz2tY/s320/rama+bow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315638998834156514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scd7sV0U_5I/AAAAAAAAA2w/Jo2DmGPHE1Y/s1600-h/rama+bow+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scd7sV0U_5I/AAAAAAAAA2w/Jo2DmGPHE1Y/s320/rama+bow+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316353886835244946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScTyw0rtoPI/AAAAAAAAAzY/0-scH7PZRQo/s1600-h/rama+marriage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScTyw0rtoPI/AAAAAAAAAzY/0-scH7PZRQo/s320/rama+marriage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315640380793659634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Parashurama was angry because Rama broke the bow which he had     presented to Janaka. But Rama could cope with him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Parashurama could get an idea about his valour during the     conflict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScT9INmqxkI/AAAAAAAAAzg/Z0jn7hXgt0M/s1600-h/parashurama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScT9INmqxkI/AAAAAAAAAzg/Z0jn7hXgt0M/s320/parashurama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315651777736656450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-8063701785173666798?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/8063701785173666798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/ramayana-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/8063701785173666798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/8063701785173666798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/ramayana-part-2.html' title='RAMAYANA-part 2'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScTxgYe5E-I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/bALjBYBz2tY/s72-c/rama+bow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-4234240179225941498</id><published>2009-03-20T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T06:27:07.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RAMAYANA-part 1</title><content type='html'>BIRTH AND CHILDHOOD OF RAMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture courtesy-www.ruchiskitchen.com&lt;br /&gt;                              www.boloji.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ravana was the son of sage Vishrawa.     He had obtained a boon from Brahma that he could not be defeated either by a demon or a     man.He was the supreme devotee of Shiva who himself gave him the name, 'Ravana'. The     demons made him the king of Lanka. Being in the company of demons he became devilish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The gods approached Vishnu and requested him, "Kindly save us     from the terror of this arrogant demon." Vishnu assured them, "I'll relieve the     three worlds from his terror after taking birth as a son of king Dasharatha of     Ayodhya." Vishnu took birth as Rama, the eldest son of Dasharatha, king of Ayodhya, to     teach mankind the importance of duty over desire. His legend is told in the epic Ramayana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScYZAPNvxuI/AAAAAAAAA0g/_QiDNPUKh5U/s1600-h/vishnu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScYZAPNvxuI/AAAAAAAAA0g/_QiDNPUKh5U/s320/vishnu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315963902032332514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Dasharatha had three queens namely Kaushalya, Sumitra and     Kaikeyi. He performed a Yagna with the desire to have a son for the welfare of the world.     By the blessings of Yagnapurusha all his three queens gave birth to sons. Kaushalya gave     birth to Rama; Sumitra to Laxmana and Shatrughna; and Kaikeyi to Bharata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scd6TY8spEI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Vlns9i-F9HA/s1600-h/dasaratha+payasam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Scd6TY8spEI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Vlns9i-F9HA/s320/dasaratha+payasam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316352358667297858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;All the four had     great affection for one another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The family preceptor Vashitha taught them the science of arms.When     Vishwamitra was performing a Yagna the demons began to harass them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceNhwjh5BI/AAAAAAAAA34/SmkLXPSA6Eo/s1600-h/ramasbirth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SceNhwjh5BI/AAAAAAAAA34/SmkLXPSA6Eo/s320/ramasbirth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316373496243282962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Vishwamitra requested Dasharatha, "'The demons create     tremendous tension for us. Kindly send your son Rama to set them right."&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Dasharatha sent Rama and Laxmana with Vishwamitra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScN_HzmATCI/AAAAAAAAAy4/Nhme1sIAD_w/s1600-h/rama1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScN_HzmATCI/AAAAAAAAAy4/Nhme1sIAD_w/s320/rama1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315231757312740386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When they     entered the forest they found complete silence there. Rama inquired, "Whose fear     terrifies them so much in this region?"&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Vishwamitra replied, "A demoness named Tataka lives     here. She troubles and frightens people."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In the meantime Tataka appeared on the spot with a giant body,     terrible face and long sharp nails.Rama said to Vishwamitra, "I would kill her if you     allow me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScN-3JOSe9I/AAAAAAAAAyw/-rY-mfW20_I/s1600-h/tataka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScN-3JOSe9I/AAAAAAAAAyw/-rY-mfW20_I/s320/tataka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315231471061072850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Suddenly Tataka attacked Rama by showering stones on him but     Rama sent an arrow to her and she was shot dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScUa3IoiqMI/AAAAAAAAAzw/RDgSxjVEBps/s1600-h/tataka+death.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScUa3IoiqMI/AAAAAAAAAzw/RDgSxjVEBps/s320/tataka+death.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315684469693393090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The mighty sons of Tataka learnt about her death and they     attacked Rama and Laxmana but they too were severely beaten. Maricha was sent thousands of     miles away by an arrow, Subahu was shot dead on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fear of the demons was removed. In the meantime Vishwamitra received an invitation to     attend the Swayamvara of Sita, the daughter of King Janaka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScOB-PHF0uI/AAAAAAAAAzA/-H1noOXn3Z4/s1600-h/maricha+subahu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScOB-PHF0uI/AAAAAAAAAzA/-H1noOXn3Z4/s320/maricha+subahu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315234891435463394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Rama and Lakshmana while going to Mithilapuri with Sage Vishwamitra saw this hermitage. They enquired about the hermitage to the Sage who told them about Ahalya.&lt;/p&gt;Once Indra played a dirty trick and tricked Ahalya, sage Gautama's wife into being cursed to be a stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vishwamitra told Rama to keep his leg on Ahalya's stone and she was revived. Just then, sage Gautama came and said,"You have now been purified by Rama's touch. I shall accept you as my wife."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScOLibC2UrI/AAAAAAAAAzI/VFU7zvHY8q0/s1600-h/liberating++Ahalya+from+the+curse+of+Sage+Gautama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScOLibC2UrI/AAAAAAAAAzI/VFU7zvHY8q0/s320/liberating++Ahalya+from+the+curse+of+Sage+Gautama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315245408718836402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-4234240179225941498?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/4234240179225941498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/ramayana-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/4234240179225941498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/4234240179225941498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/ramayana-part-1.html' title='RAMAYANA-part 1'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScYZAPNvxuI/AAAAAAAAA0g/_QiDNPUKh5U/s72-c/vishnu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-2779464304050479819</id><published>2009-03-19T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T06:25:00.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KRISHNA LEELA-part 16</title><content type='html'>KILLING OF KANSA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After so many unsuccessful attempts Kansa arranges one more plot to kill Krishna and Balarama  by inviting them to a Yajna at Mathura. Akroora is sent for the invitation at the same time arrangement is made at the entrance itself to kill them by the help of a trained killer elephant. If this fails Chanura and Mushtika, two dangerous and well trained wrestlers take on Balarama and Krishna and finish them off. Kansa gives necessary instructions to the wrestlers. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Akroora was a devotee of Krishna. He is thrilled to go and see Krishna. He prays to all gods for giving him this opportunity to meet his Lord. Balarama and Krishna start off their journey with Akroora. However the Gopikas (cow maidens) are very sad to leave Krishna, since he is leaving on the invitation of his own uncle and foe, whatever happens he is unlikely to return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScJGOWF4vzI/AAAAAAAAAx4/z1qRv3NhI9o/s1600-h/akrura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScJGOWF4vzI/AAAAAAAAAx4/z1qRv3NhI9o/s320/akrura.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314887722512990002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the way they meet a washerman taking expensive clothes to Mathura. Krishna asks for the clothes but he refuses and insults Krishna as a poor cowherd. Krishna takes the clothes by force and kills him. Then they see a hunchbacked woman named Trivakra carrying sandalwood paste. She is also a devotee of Lord Krishna. She offers sandalwood paste to him. Krishna lifts her up by her chin and makes her hunch d&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;isappear! The hunchback is delighted and praises Lord Krishna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"   &gt;The elephant known as     Kuvalayapeeda ready to attack Krishna as soon as he entered the arena of wrestlers.&lt;br /&gt; When the elephant rushed to him, Krishna twisted the trunk. After the elephant fell down,     he screwed out the tusk of the elephant and crushed the elephant's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScJHbtZnVzI/AAAAAAAAAyA/TQrBwknA6Ho/s1600-h/kans10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScJHbtZnVzI/AAAAAAAAAyA/TQrBwknA6Ho/s320/kans10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314889051619678002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;He also killed all the wrestlers     of Kansa.&lt;br /&gt; In a wrestling fight arranged by Kansa, the young boys Krishna and Balarama killed almost     all Kansa's best wrestlers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Everyone praised these children except Kansa.     He ordered his soldiers to kill Krishna and Balarama. Finally when his soldiers could not     do it, Kans himself came rushing to kill Krishna. Krishna jumped with all his might and     threw Kansa on the ground. At last he was killed by Krishna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScJHbqc3aCI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4UYOxZFhJRU/s1600-h/kans11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScJHbqc3aCI/AAAAAAAAAyI/4UYOxZFhJRU/s320/kans11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314889050828007458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"   &gt;Krishna liberated the people of Mathura from the tyranny of Kansa, he     liberated Ugrasena, father of Kans and made him once again the King of Mathura.&lt;br /&gt; When Krishna, finally killed Kans he liberated his parents Vasudeva and Devaki from the     dungeon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; They then hurried to Nanda and Yashoda, who were really Krishna's foster parents and also     greeted them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScJHbiB3g0I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/bJNgyWpWrAk/s1600-h/kans12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScJHbiB3g0I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/bJNgyWpWrAk/s320/kans12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314889048567284546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-2779464304050479819?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/2779464304050479819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/krishna-leela-part-16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/2779464304050479819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/2779464304050479819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/krishna-leela-part-16.html' title='KRISHNA LEELA-part 16'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScJGOWF4vzI/AAAAAAAAAx4/z1qRv3NhI9o/s72-c/akrura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-4498808465876850286</id><published>2009-03-19T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T06:02:53.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KRISHNA LEELA-part 15</title><content type='html'>KILLING OF MORE DEMONS-SANKHACHUDA, ARISHTASURA, KESHI AND VYOMASURA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time a demon called Sankhachuda, a servant of Kubera, the treasurer of the demigods, appeared on the scene. This demon had a valuable jewel on his forehead in the form of a &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;conch known as Sankha in Sanskrit. The demon kidnapped all the gopikas. Both Lord Krishna and Lord Balarama pursued him. Once the demon realized the supreme power of the brothers, he fled. Lord Krishna pursued him after entrusting the safety of the gopika to lord Balarama and killed the demon. He took the valuable conch and gave it to his bother Balarama, who blew it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScI3NtBTzCI/AAAAAAAAAxY/ZYzOU0Lv4KM/s1600-h/sankhachuda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScI3NtBTzCI/AAAAAAAAAxY/ZYzOU0Lv4KM/s320/sankhachuda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314871218813520930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Once a demon named Arishtasura entered the village like a great bull with a gigantic body and horns, digging up the earth with his hooves. When the demon entered Vrindavana, it appeared that the whole land trembled, as if there were an earthquake. He roared fiercely, and after digging up the earth on the riverside, he entered the village proper. The fearful roaring of the bull was so piercing that some of the pregnant cows and women had miscarriages. Its body was so big, stout and strong that a cloud hovered over its body just as clouds hover over mountains. Arishtasura entered Vrindavana with such a fearful appearance that just on seeing this great demon, all the men and women were afflicted with great fear, and the cows and other animals fled the village. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScI6-9yV9qI/AAAAAAAAAxg/XPP9sfSpYdU/s1600-h/aristasura.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The situation became very terrible, and all the inhabitants of Vrndavana began to cry, "Krishna! Krishna, please save us!" Krsna also saw that the cows were running away, and He immediately replied, "Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid." He then appeared before Arishtasura and said, "You are the lowest of living entities! Why are you frightening the inhabitants of Gokula? What will you gain by this action? If you have come to challenge My authority, then I am prepared to fight you." In this way, Krishna challenged the demon, and the demon became very angry by the words of Krishna. Krishna stood before the bull, resting His hand on the shoulder of a friend. The bull began to proceeded towards Krishna in anger. Digging the earth with his hooves, Arishtasura lifted his tail, and it appeared that clouds were hovering about the tail. His eyes were reddish and moving in anger. Pointing his horns at Krishna, he began to charge Him, just like the thunderbolt of Indra. But Krishna immediately caught his horns and tossed him away, just as a gigantic elephant repels a small inimical elephant. Although the demon appeared to be very tired and although he was perspiring, he took courage and got up. Again he charged Krishna with great force and anger. While rushing towards Krishna, he breathed very heavily. Krishna again caught his horns and immediately threw him on the ground, breaking his horns. Krishna then began to kick his body, just as one squeezes a wet cloth on the ground. Being thus kicked by Krishna, Arishtasura rolled over and began to move his legs violently. After some seconds, he died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScI6-9yV9qI/AAAAAAAAAxg/XPP9sfSpYdU/s1600-h/aristasura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScI6-9yV9qI/AAAAAAAAAxg/XPP9sfSpYdU/s320/aristasura.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314875363662624418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"   &gt;Kansa again managed to depute Keshi, a monster     with a horse's head to kill Krishna. Keshi came up galloping all of a sudden with his mouth wide open, displaying his dirty     teeth with which he wanted to bite Krishna. The young cowherds were afraid of this     monster. But, Krishna in his playful mood, just opened the mouth of this monster's head     with his fingers and killed him there and then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScI_cItptDI/AAAAAAAAAxo/6keNJpLpSas/s1600-h/kesi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScI_cItptDI/AAAAAAAAAxo/6keNJpLpSas/s320/kesi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314880262858454066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Krishna went to play with His cowherd boyfriends on the top of the Govardhana Hill. They were imitating the play of thieves and police. Some of the boys became police constables, and some became thieves, and some took the role of lambs. While they were thus enjoying their childhood pastimes, a demon known by the name of Vyomasura, "the demon who flies in the sky," appeared on the scene. He was the son of another great demon named Maya. These demons can perform wonderful magic. Vyomasura took the part of a cowherd boy playing as a thief and stole many boys who were playing the parts of lambs. One after another he took away almost all the boys and put them in the caves of the mountain and sealed the mouths of the caves with stones. Krishna could understand the trick the demon was playing; therefore He caught hold of him exactly as a lion catches hold of a lamb. The demon tried to expand himself like a hill to escape arrest, but Krishna did not allow him to get out of His clutches. He was immediately thrown on the ground with great force and killed, just as an animal is killed in the slaughterhouse. After killing the Vyomasura demon, Lord Krishna released all His friends from the caves of the mountain. He was then praised by His friends and the demigods for these wonderful acts. He again returned to Vrindavana with His cows and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScJCSxCOxsI/AAAAAAAAAxw/WWo2AB44kiM/s1600-h/vyomasura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScJCSxCOxsI/AAAAAAAAAxw/WWo2AB44kiM/s320/vyomasura.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314883400418379458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-4498808465876850286?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/4498808465876850286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/krishna-leela-part-15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/4498808465876850286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/4498808465876850286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/krishna-leela-part-15.html' title='KRISHNA LEELA-part 15'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/ScI3NtBTzCI/AAAAAAAAAxY/ZYzOU0Lv4KM/s72-c/sankhachuda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-37155427432079582</id><published>2009-03-16T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T03:56:26.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KRISHNA LEELA-part 14</title><content type='html'>LIFTING OF GOVARDHANA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;During the rainy season the people of Vraj     prepared to set for a festival.&lt;br /&gt;  In an argument with Nanda baba, Krishna said, "It was the rain     God, who brings monsoon, and not lord Indra. We should be master of our senses and     propitiate out Govardhana Hill, which brings us rains." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Indra when heard this got angry and it rained     heavily in Vraj. Krishna led everyone into a cave of Govardhana Hill. When the cave was     giving way, Krishna lifted the entire roof of the Govardhana to save the People of Vraj.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sb4vm8ePRRI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/eWGMGTbvN8U/s1600-h/kans9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sb4vm8ePRRI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/eWGMGTbvN8U/s320/kans9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313736956458255634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-37155427432079582?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/37155427432079582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/krishna-leela-part-14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/37155427432079582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/37155427432079582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/krishna-leela-part-14.html' title='KRISHNA LEELA-part 14'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sb4vm8ePRRI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/eWGMGTbvN8U/s72-c/kans9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-8922266039602284450</id><published>2009-03-01T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T05:56:46.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KRISHNA LEELA-part 13</title><content type='html'>KILLING OF PRALAMBASURA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a giant devil named, Pralambasura, dressed as a young cowherd, mixed with the children to     kill Krishna. He was send by Kansa.&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;While playing a game in teams, Krishna's team     lost and Balarama's won. Pralambasura was in Krishna's team and had to carry Balarama on his     shoulders to Yamuna river. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;While Pralmbsura was carrying Balarama on his     shoulders, he had evil intentions of killing Balarama. Balarama soon found out the     intentions of Pralambasura and hit hard on the head and killed the devil there and then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaqT0cR_uEI/AAAAAAAAAxI/c6P7Mptiu4M/s1600-h/pralambasura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaqT0cR_uEI/AAAAAAAAAxI/c6P7Mptiu4M/s320/pralambasura.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308217639963703362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-8922266039602284450?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/8922266039602284450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/krishna-leela-part-13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/8922266039602284450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/8922266039602284450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/krishna-leela-part-13.html' title='KRISHNA LEELA-part 13'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaqT0cR_uEI/AAAAAAAAAxI/c6P7Mptiu4M/s72-c/pralambasura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-4209563847765781698</id><published>2009-03-01T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T05:43:11.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KRISHNA LEELA-part 12</title><content type='html'>DEFEATING KALIYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deep dark river Yamuna! Krishna and his shepherd friends played a hockey-like game         on its bank. A Shepherd boy hit the ball.         &lt;p&gt;And the ball came to Krishna. Krishna rushed and hit the ball hard with his stick.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;The ball jumped high and fell the deep waters of Jamuna.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;"O Krishna, What have you done?"     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaqQfVju0AI/AAAAAAAAAwo/1SQMWOexaVM/s1600-h/kaliya+krishna+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaqQfVju0AI/AAAAAAAAAwo/1SQMWOexaVM/s320/kaliya+krishna+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308213978846908418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"How shall         we play now with out the ball?"&lt;br /&gt;    "It's thrown away into the river by you. So you must bring it out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Don't worry friends. I'll soon bring it out."&lt;p&gt;"There's a black cobra in         the river? It's poisonous."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The friends tried to stop Krishna but in vain. He climbed the Kadamba tree and jumped into         the river.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaqQfk97YYI/AAAAAAAAAw4/VQmpIR2j_A8/s1600-h/kaliya+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaqQfk97YYI/AAAAAAAAAw4/VQmpIR2j_A8/s320/kaliya+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308213982983315842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The black cobra was resting at the bottom of the              river. The cobra queens were waving fans before him. They were              amazed to see Krishna there.&lt;/p&gt;How did         such a delicate boy come here?"&lt;br /&gt;    "Ho, Who are you? Why have you came here? What do you want?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "I've lost a bet and in return I've to take away the head of the black Cobra. Wake         him up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Get away from here soon! If the Cobra king wakes up he'll not let you go alive. Run         away if you love life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaqQfrP-VoI/AAAAAAAAAww/VnN0EnQJmWs/s1600-h/kalinga+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaqQfrP-VoI/AAAAAAAAAww/VnN0EnQJmWs/s320/kalinga+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308213984669619842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I'm in a hurry. My friends are waiting for me at the bank of the river."&lt;br /&gt;    "I just pity you.Take this precious necklace of mine, if you want, and run         away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Krishna did         not leave. The Cobra King got up and rushed to him.&lt;br /&gt;    Now Krishna rode on the cobra's hood and strangled him. At last he raised his feast to         kill him. The cobra was now horror-struck and exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The defeated cobra peeped out of the river. All the people of Gokul had gathered at the         bank. Krishna released him on one condition that he should go far away from the bank near         Gokul to stop the water from becoming poisonous.&lt;p&gt;The Cobra submitted to Krishna.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaqQf3Om1BI/AAAAAAAAAxA/qVzPmoj9AcM/s1600-h/kalinga+krishna+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaqQf3Om1BI/AAAAAAAAAxA/qVzPmoj9AcM/s320/kalinga+krishna+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308213987885110290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-4209563847765781698?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/4209563847765781698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/krishna-leela-part-12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/4209563847765781698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/4209563847765781698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/krishna-leela-part-12.html' title='KRISHNA LEELA-part 12'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaqQfVju0AI/AAAAAAAAAwo/1SQMWOexaVM/s72-c/kaliya+krishna+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-7621120198554854533</id><published>2009-03-01T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T05:22:49.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KRISHNA LEELA-part 11</title><content type='html'>KILLING OF DHENUKASURA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dhenukasura was a powerful demon who had assumed the form of an ass. With his demon friends he was occupying Talavana, one of the twelve forests of Vrindavana. Out of fear of these demons no one could approach Talavana and enjoy the numerous flowers and fruits in the forest. Balarama, induced by His cowherd friends, entered the forest desiring to kill the demons. He began shaking the fruit trees, making a big noise. Dhenuka, furious at the intrusion, attacked Balarama with his rear legs, but Balarama easily picked him up by his legs and whirled him around until he died. As the other demon friends of Dhenuka rushed to attack, Krishna and Balarama picked them up and threw them on trees, killing them. Soon the forest was free of all demons, and it appeared that the bent trees were being directed by Balarama to pay obeisances to Krishna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaqEtkPQLiI/AAAAAAAAAwg/EnGTqP63rAA/s1600-h/dhenukasura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaqEtkPQLiI/AAAAAAAAAwg/EnGTqP63rAA/s320/dhenukasura.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308201029166181922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" onmouseover="_tipon(this)" onmouseout="_tipoff()"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-7621120198554854533?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/7621120198554854533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/krishna-leela-part-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/7621120198554854533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/7621120198554854533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/krishna-leela-part-11.html' title='KRISHNA LEELA-part 11'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaqEtkPQLiI/AAAAAAAAAwg/EnGTqP63rAA/s72-c/dhenukasura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-2534783771242010598</id><published>2009-03-01T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T04:42:05.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KRISHNA LEELA-part 10</title><content type='html'>KILLING OF AGHASURA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when Krishna and his friends were     grazing the cows, Kansa's devil, Aghasura assumed the form of a large python and posted     himself among the plants with his mouth wide open. The young cowherds thought it was a     cave and entered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaqCAR78O0I/AAAAAAAAAwY/XAAP3dAZeBU/s1600-h/aghasura+the+serpent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaqCAR78O0I/AAAAAAAAAwY/XAAP3dAZeBU/s320/aghasura+the+serpent.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308198052135975746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Krishna also entered the     cave.Seeing that everyone has entered the mouth Aghasura closed his mouth. The young     cowherds got very scared and started crying, Krishna then made a hole in the eyes of the     python and all cowherds came out. Such were the adventures of Krishna in his childhood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaqCAUYNMpI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/4fCP1llsstw/s1600-h/aghasura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaqCAUYNMpI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/4fCP1llsstw/s320/aghasura.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308198052791399058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-2534783771242010598?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/2534783771242010598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/krishna-leela-part-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/2534783771242010598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/2534783771242010598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/krishna-leela-part-10.html' title='KRISHNA LEELA-part 10'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaqCAR78O0I/AAAAAAAAAwY/XAAP3dAZeBU/s72-c/aghasura+the+serpent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-663209204137780415</id><published>2009-03-01T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T04:28:30.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KRISHNA LEELA-part 9</title><content type='html'>KILLING OF VATSASURA AND BAKASURA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, when Krsna and Balarama were playing on the bank of the Yamuna, a demon of the name Vatsasura assumed the shape of a calf and came there intending to kill the brothers. By taking the shape of a calf, the demon could mingle with other calves. Krsna, however, specifically noticed this, and He immediately told Balarama about the entrance of the demon. Both brothers then followed him and sneaked up upon him. Krsna caught hold of the demon-calf by the two hind legs and tail, whipped him around very forcibly and threw him up into a tree. The demon lost his life and fell down from the top of the tree to the ground. When the demon lay dead on the ground, all the playmates of Krsna congratulated Him, "Well done, well done," and the demigods in the sky began to shower flowers with great satisfaction. In this way, the maintainers of the complete creation, Krsna and Balarama, used to take care of the calves in the morning every day, and thus They enjoyed Their childhood pastimes as cowherd boys in Vrindavan.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sap-J9vU8II/AAAAAAAAAv4/cULYlv9c9WI/s1600-h/vatsasura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sap-J9vU8II/AAAAAAAAAv4/cULYlv9c9WI/s320/vatsasura.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308193820466540674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#800000;"&gt;The news that Vatsasura had died reached Kansa and unnerved him. Then he asked Putna’s brother who has ten times more dangerous than his sister. He had also taken a vow that he will kill the boy who had killed his sister. Kansa called him and told him about Krishna. He told him that Krishna was his enemy as he had killed Putna. Kansa told him that Krishna was helped by magical powers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#800000;"&gt;Putna’s brother thanked Kansa for telling him about Putna’s killer. He promised Kansa to bring back the boy’s dead body. He then transformed himself into a giant crane hence he was called Bakasura. He then flew towards Vrindavana and kept waiting on the banks of Yamuna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#800000;"&gt;Krishna was playing with his friends as usual under the trees. Some of them felt thirsty and went to the river to drink water. They saw the huge bird sitting there and told Krishna about it. Krishna at once became suspicious. He knew that an ordinary bird cannot be that big. They all then went to see the giant bird. It was really a huge bird they had ever seen. It was as tall as a tree and its long and sharp beak was a few meters long. It looked that it was sleeping on its one leg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sap_J7YOQ5I/AAAAAAAAAwI/rNUQgiIjwQg/s1600-h/bakasura+fighting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sap_J7YOQ5I/AAAAAAAAAwI/rNUQgiIjwQg/s320/bakasura+fighting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308194919344391058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#800000;"&gt;Krishna asked his friends to hide behind the trees and then before the others could stop him, then ran towards the bird. The bird did not moved towards it. Suddenly it opened its one eye and grabbed Krishna on its beak. But Krishna made his body so hot that the bird was forced to drop him. The bird then attacked Krishna with its razor like beak. All the cowherds were shouting "Krishna, Krishna!". Some of them even fainted out of fear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#800000;"&gt;Krishna then caught hold of the giant bird by its beak. The bird tried to flap its wings and break free. But Krishna held him like an iron grip. Bakasura had met his match. Krishna then forcibly opened and pulled apart Bakasura’s beak. He placed his one foot on the lower beak and then tore him apart by the other beak. The atmosphere filled with the scream as Bakasura fell on earth. All the gods who were watching this fight from the heavens were very happy at Bakasura’s death and they showered flowers on Krishna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#800000;"&gt;In the meanwhile, BalaRam had received the cowherds and they all surrounded Krishna. By now others too rushed to see what had happened. They were too surprised by the loud scream. They could not believe to what they saw and were all praises for Krishna. They talked about his courage and strength. Repeatedly all of them described Krishna’s feat to the others in the village.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sap_J-re7VI/AAAAAAAAAwA/cucLvSChEOI/s1600-h/Bakasura+dead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sap_J-re7VI/AAAAAAAAAwA/cucLvSChEOI/s320/Bakasura+dead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308194920230481234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-663209204137780415?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/663209204137780415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/krishna-leela-part-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/663209204137780415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/663209204137780415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/03/krishna-leela-part-9.html' title='KRISHNA LEELA-part 9'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/Sap-J9vU8II/AAAAAAAAAv4/cULYlv9c9WI/s72-c/vatsasura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-8910388060203327654</id><published>2009-02-26T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T03:17:35.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KRISHNA LEELA-part 8</title><content type='html'>GIFT TO THE FRUIT SELLER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a fruit-selling lady passed hawking before Nand Baba's house. Krishna heard her voice and went to her with a handful of rice for buying fruit. A child as he was, all the rice got scattered on the ground through his fingers. The fruit-seller was fascinated by Krishna's innocence and gave him a lot of fruit. She went away without taking anything in exchange for the fruit. When the fruit-seller reached home, she was highly astonished to see her basket filled with valuable jewels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaZ5zGl-i0I/AAAAAAAAAvo/enutjyCoeiQ/s1600-h/fruitseller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaZ5zGl-i0I/AAAAAAAAAvo/enutjyCoeiQ/s320/fruitseller.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307063129752898370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-8910388060203327654?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/8910388060203327654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/02/krishna-leela-part-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/8910388060203327654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/8910388060203327654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/02/krishna-leela-part-8.html' title='KRISHNA LEELA-part 8'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaZ5zGl-i0I/AAAAAAAAAvo/enutjyCoeiQ/s72-c/fruitseller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-3197236144139927680</id><published>2009-02-22T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T05:09:24.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KRISHNA LEELA-part 7</title><content type='html'>THE PEOPLE OF GOKUL GO TO VRINDAVAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As Krishna grew up the Nand's went to     Vrindavan. Vrindavan was a beautiful place on the banks of river Yamuna, with a lot of     grass for cows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Krishna and his cowherd friends     went to these pastures for the cows to graze. Krishna played his flute, the music was so     majestic and captivate to the heart of gopis who would come and listen to Krishna play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beauti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ful gopi, Radha, was found of Krishna's m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;usic. She danced to the tunes of his     flute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaFNw-LYUwI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/7gfjyff4FIc/s1600-h/flute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaFNw-LYUwI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/7gfjyff4FIc/s320/flute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305607339738944258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-3197236144139927680?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/3197236144139927680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/02/krishna-leela-part-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/3197236144139927680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/3197236144139927680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/02/krishna-leela-part-7.html' title='KRISHNA LEELA-part 7'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaFNw-LYUwI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/7gfjyff4FIc/s72-c/flute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-2316116096954382305</id><published>2009-02-22T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T04:56:09.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KRISHNA LEELA-part 6</title><content type='html'>KRISHNA'S PRANKS AND RELEASING OF NALAKUBERA AND MANIGREEVA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Krishna was a leader among his age group of children in the     neighborhood. He was extremely found of curd and butter.&lt;br /&gt;When the "Gopi" (wife of a cowherd), went to the village river to fetch water,     Krishna and his friends would go inside the house, find out the earthen pot where the Gopi     had put her milk and butter and Krishna would climb his friends to get pot.&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;They would eat the curd and butter and leave     the pots. The Gopi, came to Yashoda and complained about Krishna and his friends deeds.     Krishna, always used Yashoda's lap to hide when the Gopi came to complain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaFH_-jjWaI/AAAAAAAAAuw/kKhOPLCW_uE/s1600-h/butter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaFH_-jjWaI/AAAAAAAAAuw/kKhOPLCW_uE/s320/butter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305601000468601250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yashoda wanted to teach Krishna a lesson. Wanting to keep Him under check, she tied a rope around His waist and anchored it to a heavy stone mortar. Feeling secure, Yasoda then went about her work. In the beginning, Krishna passed time watching the birds and the monkeys in the courtyard but getting bored, He began to crawl on all fours, dragging effortlessly behind Him the huge mortar intended by Yasoda to be an anchor. In the courtyard there were two tall trees growing close to each other. Krishna went right between them but the mortar got stuck. When Krishna pulled forward, the trees snapped and fell to the ground. Instantly, they both were transformed into two beings. Falling at Krishna 's feet they said: "O Lord, we are Nalakubera and Manigreeva, the sons of Kubera, the deity of wealth. We became trees on account of a curse, but by Your Grace, we have received redemption." So saying, they vanished. All the people of Gokul came running hearing the sound of the two trees falling. They were totally relieved when they came to know that Krishna was safe and sound.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaFLJcy67yI/AAAAAAAAAvI/jjgfDo_kka8/s1600-h/krishna-courtyard_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 138px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaFLJcy67yI/AAAAAAAAAvI/jjgfDo_kka8/s320/krishna-courtyard_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305604461739831074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-2316116096954382305?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/2316116096954382305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/02/krishna-leela-part-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/2316116096954382305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/2316116096954382305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/02/krishna-leela-part-6.html' title='KRISHNA LEELA-part 6'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaFH_-jjWaI/AAAAAAAAAuw/kKhOPLCW_uE/s72-c/butter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-1594023658336896322</id><published>2009-02-22T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T04:37:47.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KRISHNA LEELA-part 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;div style="border-width: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 3px; width: auto; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;KRISHNA SHOWS THE UNIVERSE IN HIS MOUTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;One day Balarama rushed to Yashoda: he said: "Mother! Krishna is eating mud. His body is all covered with mud and his mouth is full of it." Just then the lovely child came up. His face and body were covered with mud. Yashoda began to question the boy, "You naughty fellow! Haven’t you had enough butter at home? Do you eat mud?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;With a wry face Krishna lisped: "Oh no, mother! Brother is uttering a lie. I have not touched mud at all." Yashoda said angrily, "Enough! Open your mouth." Krishna opened his mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yashoda looked. She was startled and could only exclaim ‘Ah!’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaFG1MR8aFI/AAAAAAAAAuo/Mwb_qI7E1IM/s1600-h/krishna-yashoda+universe_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaFG1MR8aFI/AAAAAAAAAuo/Mwb_qI7E1IM/s320/krishna-yashoda+universe_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305599715662653522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;She did not see mud in Krishna's mouth. But she saw all the worlds! As she looked she was dazed. She was terrified and folded her hands and closed her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;When she opened her eyes she saw the laughing little child before her. She forgot all she had seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-1594023658336896322?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/1594023658336896322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/02/krishna-leela-part-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/1594023658336896322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/1594023658336896322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/02/krishna-leela-part-5.html' title='KRISHNA LEELA-part 5'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaFG1MR8aFI/AAAAAAAAAuo/Mwb_qI7E1IM/s72-c/krishna-yashoda+universe_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-4247429920748008318</id><published>2009-02-21T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T07:29:38.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KRISHNA LEELA-part 4</title><content type='html'>KILLING OF TRINAVARTA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamsa was very angry. He sent a whirlwind-demon named Trinavarta. Taking the shape of a powerful tornado, he kidnapped baby Krishna, and spun him high into the sky. Trinavarta began to laugh at how easily he would be able to kill Krishna and, just to show off, flew higher and higher up into the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaAdhME9mEI/AAAAAAAAAuY/29q5US-Te84/s1600-h/trinavarta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaAdhME9mEI/AAAAAAAAAuY/29q5US-Te84/s320/trinavarta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305272817057372226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Krishna enjoyed the ride for some time, but understanding the demon's true intent, made himself unbearably heavy. Trinivarta's massive body came crashing down, and with it his hopes of killing Krishna. The demon's limbs and pride were both smashed to pieces by the transcendent baby Krishna, who emerged without a scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaAdtcPC_3I/AAAAAAAAAug/E5rxXp7UE0Q/s1600-h/Trinavarta-krsna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaAdtcPC_3I/AAAAAAAAAug/E5rxXp7UE0Q/s320/Trinavarta-krsna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305273027553066866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-4247429920748008318?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/4247429920748008318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/02/krishna-leela-part-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/4247429920748008318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/4247429920748008318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/02/krishna-leela-part-4.html' title='KRISHNA LEELA-part 4'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SaAdhME9mEI/AAAAAAAAAuY/29q5US-Te84/s72-c/trinavarta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-299117628270503470</id><published>2009-02-19T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T05:51:48.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Krishna Leela-3</title><content type='html'>KILLING OF SAKATASURA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamsa was shocked when he heard of  Putana's death. So he sent another demon named Sakatsura. Sakatasura assumed the form of a cart and went to Gokul. Meanwhile in Gokul, Krishna's first birthday was being celebrated. When the rituals and rights were being performed, baby Krishna fell asleep. Yashoda lifted him and placed him under a cart, which was actually Sakatasura. After sometime Krishna woke up and he was hungry. He kicked his legs up and down and suddenly, with one blow, he overturned Sakatasura! All the people heard the noise and rushed to the spot where this had happened. They were mesmerised. Once again, Krishna proved himself to be a divine child. Yashoda picked Krishna up quickly and placed him on her lap, fondly kissing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SZ1j3Lsl-bI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/tY7KqTbpmJ8/s1600-h/krishna-cart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SZ1j3Lsl-bI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/tY7KqTbpmJ8/s320/krishna-cart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304505735796095410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-299117628270503470?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/299117628270503470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/02/krishna-leela-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/299117628270503470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/299117628270503470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/02/krishna-leela-3.html' title='Krishna Leela-3'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SZ1j3Lsl-bI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/tY7KqTbpmJ8/s72-c/krishna-cart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-6288067093295687784</id><published>2009-02-19T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T05:01:52.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Krishna Leela-part 2</title><content type='html'>KILLING OF PUTANA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kansa was frightened by the heavenly voice.     He immediately sent for Putana, his demoness friend, and asked her to kill all the babies born     on the same day when Devaki gave birth to the baby. Putana smeared poison on her breast and     went around in the town of Gokul to breast-feed the babies born in the month of Bhado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SZ1T5gY0N7I/AAAAAAAAAto/7MlB8JJsi10/s1600-h/kans4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SZ1T5gY0N7I/AAAAAAAAAto/7MlB8JJsi10/s320/kans4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304488183523981234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the beginning people, out of their goodness, did not     suspect Putana's heinous plans, but as time passed, they found out that all the babies whom     Putana fondled were dead. They began to search for Putana. In the mean time Putana reached     Nanda's house and lovingly asked Krishna's mother, Yashoda, to give the baby to her to love     and fondle. Yashoda gave the baby and, without any suspicion, went on with her daily     chore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SZ1XErJh4zI/AAAAAAAAAt4/fO5kre6OjWs/s1600-h/krsna-var1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SZ1XErJh4zI/AAAAAAAAAt4/fO5kre6OjWs/s320/krsna-var1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304491673926099762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Suddenly there was a loud shriek. Everyone came running to     the courtyard and found to their surprise the dead body of Putana lying on the floor while     Krishna was smiling and kicking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Krishna had     scratched her breast to bleed and Putana died with her own poison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;     People now knew that Krishna was not an ordinary boy. Yashoda happily picked up Krishna     and felt safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094813908241434676-6288067093295687784?l=indianmythologytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/feeds/6288067093295687784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/02/krishna-leela-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/6288067093295687784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094813908241434676/posts/default/6288067093295687784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indianmythologytales.blogspot.com/2009/02/krishna-leela-part-2.html' title='Krishna Leela-part 2'/><author><name>Vidur Sury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934894351214404552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/S-KgucnqhLI/AAAAAAAABXs/uFVdPdb4tWU/S220/Vidur+Sury.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SZ1T5gY0N7I/AAAAAAAAAto/7MlB8JJsi10/s72-c/kans4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094813908241434676.post-1323081927072685722</id><published>2009-02-15T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T03:50:20.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Krishna Leela - part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BIRTH OF LORD KRISHNA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture courtesy-www.ruchiskitchen.com,&lt;br /&gt;                              www.media.radiosai.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SZ1RL3fA2wI/AAAAAAAAAtg/9TqhwdZAT4E/s1600-h/vishnu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SZ1RL3fA2wI/AAAAAAAAAtg/9TqhwdZAT4E/s320/vishnu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304485200426752770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;About five thousand     years ago, there lived a king named &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ugrasena. He was the king of     Mathura, but his son Kansa usurped his kingdom and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;     had imprisoned his own father, Ugrasena, and declared himself the King of Mathura. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;On his orders his soldiers used to kill innocent     peoples. Seeing this &lt;/span&gt;the earth went to Brahma in the form of a cow and complained,     "Now I cannot bear the burden of tyrant like Kansa. He is a great enemies of justice,     morality and nobility."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brahma went to Vishnu and Vishnu assured that he would take birth on earth and would kill     Kansa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ugrasena's brother Devaka had a daughter named Devaki. She was a cousin of Kansa and Kansa     loved her very much. She was married to Vasudeva,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;the     son of Yadava Surasen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;a. Kansa himself had made all arrangements for     the pompous wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Kansa was sending them off, he heard a voice from the sky, "O, proud king, Kansa,     the eighth child of your cousin Devaki shall kill you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SZf8YCjZv0I/AAAAAAAAAsw/k3vBPHZ2k9k/s1600-h/heaven-warning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 139px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SZf8YCjZv0I/AAAAAAAAAsw/k3vBPHZ2k9k/s320/heaven-warning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302984576184467266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;These words of the oracle angered Kansa, who     drew his sword and caught Devaki by her hair. Vasudeva promised Kansa to give all his     children to Kansa, and leave Devaki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SZf7izB5L8I/AAAAAAAAAso/XLH8iX2vV1I/s1600-h/kans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SZf7izB5L8I/AAAAAAAAAso/XLH8iX2vV1I/s320/kans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302983661484322754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;In the prison Devaki gave birth to six sons     and all of them were killed by Kansa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Devaki had no alternative     except to close her eyes at such a horrible sight. Vasudeva too helplessly watched the     cruelty of Kansa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seventh child was of premature birth and he was brought up by Vasudeva's another wife     Rohini. He was Balarama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eighth child was yet to be born. He was to be the destroyer of Kansa.This time Kansa     made the patrolling very tight and often he himself inspected Devaki's jail-like residence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kansa had the fear of Devaki's eighth son because the divine     utterance had suggested that he would kill him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;At midnight, on a stormy night, the eight day     of the lunar month of Shravana, Devaki gave birth to a child. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Unlike     other new born babies this child did not cry at the time of his birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SZ1Wly7bzAI/AAAAAAAAAtw/B6lOHlrX8DM/s1600-h/krsna-var1-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SZ1Wly7bzAI/AAAAAAAAAtw/B6lOHlrX8DM/s320/krsna-var1-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304491143438519298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The child had a dark complexion like a     monsoon cloud, but was handsome beyond compare. He looked like the God of love and     beauty.On the night of the birth of their eighth child, the prison guards fell into a deep     sleep and the doors were unlocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SZf9rarMj4I/AAAAAAAAAtA/xPWK-PgenfI/s1600-h/kans2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 189px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SZf9rarMj4I/AAAAAAAAAtA/xPWK-PgenfI/s320/kans2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302986008588750722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;Taking advantage of this     opportunity,Vasudeva took the baby in a wicker basket and left the dungeon. He crossed the     stormy Yamuna river and went to Gokul. He gave his son to Nanda and Yashoda, and exchanged     their baby girl and brought her back to the dungeon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As soon as he reached the doors of the prison     was locked again and the watchmen were awake, they realized that a baby girl was born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SZgCVcxczRI/AAAAAAAAAtY/DRK5zdKwTSs/s1600-h/kans3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SZgCVcxczRI/AAAAAAAAAtY/DRK5zdKwTSs/s320/kans3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302991128752868626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MlJaw9CXGqo/SZf-gKDOpdI/AAAAAAAAAtI/E84DNYltxAo/s1600-h/gokulashtmi.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As soon as he reached the doors of the prison     was locked again and the watchmen were awake, they realized that a baby girl was born. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;Soon Kansa came, and snatched the girl from     Devaki and dashed her against the prison wall with all his might putting an end to her     existence once and for all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Instantly the girl flew away in the sky     saying, "You evil one! I' m Mahamaya. Your destroyer is already born and is safe and     sound!" Kansa was disappointed and he returned terrified. As Kansa knew that his     killer was still alive. He ordered all his soldiers to kill each and every new born baby.     They did so, but when they went to the house of Nand and Yashoda, they did not find the     young boy. 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