Wednesday, April 06, 2011
Tuesday, December 07, 2010
Ohh !! Thee Fate..
Permanent like the moon .. changing ..
The changing that is constant
The constant .. waxing and waning ...
Detestable life.. because of time
Now difficult and then easy
Deceiving the innocent and the wise
with poverty and power
It even melts them like ice.
Fate .. the monstrous and empty,
the whirling wheel that is preset
stands malevolent ..offering no help
and always likely to fade to nothing with no regret
Following like a shadow and veiled
You have plagued me too..
Now through the game of life ..
You play,you dance with honesty so untrue ..
Fate .. in health and in virtue,
that is now against me,
I...driven on and weighted down,
Always in the vale of tears
So at this hour my life drowns
she plucks the vibrating string
Since Fate strikes down the strong,
I fight to lose my chains.. like the King ..
I know I cannot win ..
Against the time and fate ..
But still I march on in hope...
because for me..
for me.. the Heavens wait ...
Friday, July 09, 2010
The Beauty of Truth
Do I call you necessity and possibility,
The One, creation and the world,
Do I call you the ancient divinity
The pride, the white , the dark
Do I call you free and pure Being,
Or the apparent lord of all,
Do I call you the souls, the egos and the intellect seeing
The imbued manifest, and the imbued hidden,
The actual reality, the substance,
The word, the attribute and dignity,
Do I call you the variety, and the circumstance
The demeanor, and the measure,
Do I call you the throne and the firmament,
And the demurring delights of Paradise,
Do I call you the only possible content
Animal and human,
Do I call you the mosque, the temple, the monastery,
The scriptures, the Quran,
The rosary, the girdle, the solemnity of mary
Godlessness, and faith,
Do I call you the clouds, the flash, the thunder,
Lightning and the downpour,
Water and earth down under
The gust and the inferno,
Do I call you Lakshmi, and Ram and lovely Sita,
Baldev, Shiv, Nand, and Krishna,
Brahma, Vishnu and Ganesh,the Geeta
Mahadev and Bhagvaan,
Do I call you the Granth, and the Ved,
Knowledge and the unknowable,
Do I call you Abraham, Eve and Seth,
Noah and the deluge,
Abraham the friend, and Moses son of Amran,
And Ahmad the glorious, darling of every heart,
Do I call you the witness, the Lord, all the worship of man
The awakener, existence, or the point,
Do I call you admiration or prognosis,
Nymph, fairy, and the young lad,
The eternal bliss
The tip and the nip,
And the redness of betel leaves,
The Tabla and Tanpura,
The drum, the notes and the improvisation that is perceived,
Do I call you beauty and the fragrant flower,
Coyness and that amorous glance,
Do I call you Love and knowledge,
Superstition, belief,conjecture,all that empowers
The beauty of power, and conception,
Aptitude and ecstasy,
Do I call you intoxication and the drunk,
Amazement and the amazed,the fantasy
Submission and the connection,
Compliance and Gnosticism,
Do I call you the Hyacinth, the Lilly, and the Cypress,
And the rebellious Narcissus and his pragmatism
The bereaved Tulip, the Rose garden, and the orchard,
Do I call you the dagger, the rifle, and the lance,
The hail, the bullet, the spear,
The arrows made of white poplar, and the bow, and their hypnotic trance
The arrow-notch, and the arrowhead,
Do I call you colorless, and unparalleled,
Formless in every instant,
Glory and holiness, all compelled
Most glorious and most compassionate,
Repent now ,O Ignorable, forever!
For whatever I may say is less,
Do I call you the pure and the humane,
The Truth without trace or name.
This poem is just an atempt to transalte as sufi song which touched my heart.
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Was it an apple or a mango ??
Last week was a wonderful one. I was too busy at my work … but still my mind wandered away from it. Had so many questions in my mind.. so many possibilities..
it was explosive.
As usual .. I had difficulties in discussing them … but still .. am taking time to write it down.
So here goes the story …..
Brahmagupta .. as everyone knows was a great ancient mathematician. But the most interesting aspect of his work was his criticism of critics. He was so pre-occupied in proving them wrong that .. he sometimes exceeded his field of expertise.
He did so in the field of astronomy. Many may consider this piece of information as obvious but we need to consider the equipments and technology at his time for the mind bending philosophies and concepts that we eat with.
It was through the Brahmasphutasiddhanta that the Arabs learned of Indian astronomy. The famous Abbasid caliph Al- Mansur (712–775) founded Baghdad, which is situated on the banks of the Tigris and made it a center of learning. The caliph invited a scholar of Ujjain by the name of Kankah in 770 A.D. Kankah used the Brahmasphutasiddhanta to explain the Hindu system of arithmetic astronomy.Muhammad Zafari translated Brahmugupta's work into Arabic upon the request of the caliph.
In chapter seven of his Brahmasphutasiddhanta, entitled Lunar Crescent, Brahmagupta rebuts the idea that the Moon is farther from the Earth than the Sun, an idea which is maintained in scriptures. He does this by explaining the illumination of the Moon by the Sun.
7.1. If the moon were above the sun, how would the power of waxing and waning, etc., be produced from calculation of the [longitude of the] moon? the near half [would be] always bright.
7.2. In the same way that the half seen by the sun of a pot standing in sunlight is bright, and the unseen half dark, so is [the illumination] of the moon [if it is] beneath the sun.
7.3. The brightness is increased in the direction of the sun. At the end of a bright [i.e. waxing] half-month, the near half is bright and the far half dark. Hence, the elevation of the horns [of the crescent can be derived] from calculation.
He explains that since the Moon is closer to the Earth than the Sun, the degree of the illuminated part of the Moon depends on the relative positions of the Sun and the Moon, and this can be computed from the size of the angle between the two bodies.
Some of the important contributions made by Brahmagupta in astronomy are: methods for calculating the position of heavenly bodies over time , their rising and setting, , and the calculation of solar and lunar eclipses. Brahmagupta criticized the popular belief that the Earth was flat or hollow. Instead, he observed that the Earth and heaven were spherical and that the Earth is moving. In 1030, the Arab astronomer Abu al Rayhan , in his Ta'rikh al-Hind, later translated into Latin as Indica, commented on Brahmagupta's work and wrote that critics argued:
"If such were the case, stones would and trees would fall from the earth."
According to al-Biruni, Brahmagupta responded to these criticisms with the following argument on gravity:
"On the contrary, if that were the case, the earth would not vie in keeping an even and uniform pace with the minutes of heaven, the "pranas" of the times. [...] All heavy things are attracted towards the center of the earth. [...] The earth on all its sides is the same; all people on earth stand upright, and all heavy things fall down to the earth by a law of nature, for it is the nature of the earth to attract and to keep things, as it is the nature of water to flow, that of fire to burn, and that of wind to set in motion… The earth is the only low thing, and seeds always return to it, in whatever direction you may throw them away, and never rise upwards from the earth."
About the Earth's gravity he said: "Bodies fall towards the earth as it is in the nature of the earth to attract bodies, just as it is in the nature of water to flow."
These words have stirred me. Was it really Newton who first used "gravity" to explain his theories. What if it was a mango .. :) .. that really fell on Brahmagupta's head before an apple fell on Newton.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
See the Ball .. Hit the Ball
Monday, May 14, 2007
Saturday, September 09, 2006
The Minstrel's Ode
Who plunges into the ocean of veracity
He lives and dies in his youth
But hopes his ode is there for eternity
To decorate the dais of this orb
Before me, many a bard have come
Few faded into the dark oblivion
Few created monuments under the sun
They were also a moiety of their times
Today, at least for this moment, I am a part of you
But soon this moment will be an anecdote in history
Someday forever I will bid adieu
To infuse life into your whimsical vivacity
As a new breed of minstrels, they will be born again
For you to smell the gardens of life
Nurtured by their sweat and pain
But these words will be soon erased
From the people’s mind
Buried in a grave of dust , for ever unseen
Along with this poignancy, its existence
As though till now it has been….
The Mahatma Reincarnated
Your country that is falsely elated
Without a path or a leader
The leader you wish was
The Mahatma, reincarnated
But can he stop the chaos
Or the mother’s tears
Whose son is in the battlefield
Living in perennial fear.
Can he stop the war?
Against the invisible enemy
Whose only aim is to instill fear
In this time of eternal darkness
Can he be the torchbearer?
Can he stop the people fighting?
In the name of religion, caste or creed
The deaths of the starving farmers
With his hands, can he feed?
Can he guide the wandering minds
Of the nations fatuous youth
Teach them to be kind, resolute
And the essence of truth
Can he stop us, humans
From becoming insane
To be able to see the new light
In our souls the Mahatma has to be born again.