Inspiration

My first blog - born out of inspiration

My thoughts needed the right channel; in the middle age it appears inevitable to express them. so here I start.

I dedicate this to the invisible blogger whose clarity, humour, logic and style inspired me to take a pluge into this.

Inspiring are some others too!!!

This month of 'markhazhi' in tamil calender(Dhanur masam in pandit's parlance) is sacred for few of old fashioned religious older bhramin households. Ours happen to be one of them. The ritualistic part of it is getting up early in the morning and conducting an elaborate puja followed by 'prasadam' of hot pongal (sometimes sweet) for entire month. I can see the frown in the face of my grownup 'kids' whose lifestyles have changed- in hostels during studies and being in the grip of e-power through out night. What they were earlier they are not now and what they are now, they may not be later!

Nostaligic recollection of the divinity surrounding home with the gracious presence of stalwarts performing the puja during the month culminating in sankaranthi festival would be the matter of pride and discussion for the coming months.

In this month AIR Hyderabad presents the early morning special Bhakti Ranjani of 20 minutes , whose hightlight is a recorded version of short telugu discourse of Andal Thiruppavai by Sri Santhanagopalachar who is no more . The poise, clarity and delivery of the speaker in bringing out the essence of Andal's Thirupppavai with quotes from vedas, prabhandhams, kirthans from various languages has surpassed the elaborate pravachanas of two to three hours of his contemprories and later discourse practitioners (is this alright?)

Hearing him at dawn, in absolute stillness , How inspiring ! Keeps me through the day.