जिस से कोइ एक न जीता;
चेतक था एक राणाजी का;
जिस ने रण से पैर न खीचा;
चेतक था एक राणाजी का;
जब चेतक को एड लगा दी;
हर दुश्मन को धूल चटा दी;
राणाजी से उस का रिश्ता बडा अतूत था;
वो एक क्षत्रीय था ! वो एक राजपूत था !
Culmination
Gift as perceived or understood is not always a substance of material value, or not always even any gesture or deed which brings emotional benefit to others. Gift is simply something for which nothing is expected in return from others and at the same time it brings benefit to others through conscious action.
Thus any information which is knowingly given can qualify as a gift as that information can straightaway increase the knowledge of the recipient.It is noteworthy that these are often the most valuables of the gifts. A candid expression of a person like a confession of a murderer in the church is a gift to the priest who listens quietly . It helps in his learning on how and why the person on the other side of the wall turned to crime, and committed sins, on the situations and circumstances which led him to this path, on his failures to resist the temptations life offered and so on.
To borrow a thought from an animation movie , our mind is like water, when its agitated or polluted with unnecessary things, thoughts and emotions it becomes difficult to see, to 'get into our own minds'. But when we allow the water to settle, the answer becomes clear. To settle our mind means to reach the state of pure void and calm in our mind. For this , we have to remove our unwanted superficial thoughts and emotions like agitations, excitements , happiness, laughter, sorrow, one by one just like you peel away the skin to reach to the fruit. As we do this, we begin to realize that for the sake of one intense state of void, we cannot keep any 'necessary thoughts ' in the vicinity of our mind and that all thoughts are unnecessary.We then reach where we feel something that is akin to sitting in a bullet train trip of thoughts comprising of long past events and people to reach one idea that we want . That core state exists for a very short period of time.it may lead us to think in different directions. Sometimes it may make us weak, sentimental, or sometimes it may be so inspiring as being a Toruk Makto of the Avatar movie where the protagonist took himself to a whole new level.
Nadal-ism
It's that time of the year again. French Open, Roland Garros, appropriately sponsored by BNP Paribas (20th Century's Bank of France), time kept by Longines.The French watch companies are not good enough and the Swiss Companies continue to be official time-keepers. Roland Garros marks the end of the clay court season, the trophy itself the biggest reward for all the hard work and every clay court specialist looks forward to it.
This time, I could not pay much attention to the initial rounds although i knew some basic information that Nadal and Djokovic were placed in different half of the run-up.For the first time perhaps the legendary Roger Federer is no longer in spotlight. He is playing quietly there, strong enough to reach the quarter finals. The rivalry has shifted from Nadal-Federer to Nadal -Djokovic because of the supreme form Novak is in.But besides these big names which one cannot ignore, there are a couple of great players to watch out for. Del potro lost out to Novak, but I am waiting for the french player Richard Gasquet to display his lofty backhand drives, the flat,just- over- the -net forehand winners and the top-spin serves. he is much admired by the tennis watching community , though he is not very much used to absorb all the attention. He is also prone to be overwhelmed by the occasion and lacks tenacity when the situation is still not clear by the fourth set.
Rafael Nadal is indeed very special in this respect. He never takes any point for granted, never gives up till the last point has been won . He not only manages an impossible return to the most difficult of serves , but also he returns them so well that the Serving players find it impossible to play. He covers a lot of ground to nullify even the drop shots. He dispatches his opposition ruth-lessly for he knows the importance of winning the grand slams. Perhaps every player does, but rafa's intent is intimidating. The most special thing about him is that he did not get mesmerized or cowed down by Federer in his infallible form in 2004-2005. That made him famous and you can say, Rafael is probably the reason we all continue to watch the sport.
Rafael is now big enough a person to speak about the rules of the rankings and the tennis season schedules.
कृष्ण की चेतावनी
ageless,spellbinding
वर्षों तक वन में घूम-घूम,
बाधा-विघ्नों को चूम-चूम,
सह धूप-घाम, पानी-पत्थर,
पांडव आये कुछ और निखर।
सौभाग्य न सब दिन सोता है,
देखें, आगे क्या होता है।
मैत्री की राह बताने को,
सबको सुमार्ग पर लाने को,
दुर्योधन को समझाने को,
भीषण विध्वंस बचाने को,
भगवान् हस्तिनापुर आये,
पांडव का संदेशा लाये।
‘दो न्याय अगर तो आधा दो,
पर, इसमें भी यदि बाधा हो,
तो दे दो केवल पाँच ग्राम,
रक्खो अपनी धरती तमाम।
हम वहीं खुशी से खायेंगे,
परिजन पर असि न उठायेंगे!
दुर्योधन वह भी दे ना सका,
आशिष समाज की ले न सका,
उलटे, हरि को बाँधने चला,
जो था असाध्य, साधने चला।
जब नाश मनुज पर छाता है,
पहले विवेक मर जाता है।
हरि ने भीषण हुंकार किया,
अपना स्वरूप-विस्तार किया,
डगमग-डगमग दिग्गज डोले,
भगवान् कुपित होकर बोले-
‘जंजीर बढ़ा कर साध मुझे,
हाँ, हाँ दुर्योधन! बाँध मुझे।
यह देख, गगन मुझमें लय है,
यह देख, पवन मुझमें लय है,
मुझमें विलीन झंकार सकल,
मुझमें लय है संसार सकल।
अमरत्व फूलता है मुझमें,
संहार झूलता है मुझमें।
‘उदयाचल मेरा दीप्त भाल,
भूमंडल वक्षस्थल विशाल,
भुज परिधि-बन्ध को घेरे हैं,
मैनाक-मेरु पग मेरे हैं।
दिपते जो ग्रह नक्षत्र निकर,
सब हैं मेरे मुख के अन्दर।
‘दृग हों तो दृश्य अकाण्ड देख,
मुझमें सारा ब्रह्माण्ड देख,
चर-अचर जीव, जग, क्षर-अक्षर,
नश्वर मनुष्य सुरजाति अमर।
शत कोटि सूर्य, शत कोटि चन्द्र,
शत कोटि सरित, सर, सिन्धु मन्द्र।
‘शत कोटि विष्णु, ब्रह्मा, महेश,
शत कोटि विष्णु जलपति, धनेश,
शत कोटि रुद्र, शत कोटि काल,
शत कोटि दण्डधर लोकपाल।
जञ्जीर बढ़ाकर साध इन्हें,
हाँ-हाँ दुर्योधन! बाँध इन्हें।
‘भूलोक, अतल, पाताल देख,
गत और अनागत काल देख,
यह देख जगत का आदि-सृजन,
यह देख, महाभारत का रण,
मृतकों से पटी हुई भू है,
पहचान, इसमें कहाँ तू है।
‘अम्बर में कुन्तल-जाल देख,
पद के नीचे पाताल देख,
मुट्ठी में तीनों काल देख,
मेरा स्वरूप विकराल देख।
सब जन्म मुझी से पाते हैं,
फिर लौट मुझी में आते हैं।
‘जिह्वा से कढ़ती ज्वाल सघन,
साँसों में पाता जन्म पवन,
पड़ जाती मेरी दृष्टि जिधर,
हँसने लगती है सृष्टि उधर!
मैं जभी मूँदता हूँ लोचन,
छा जाता चारों ओर मरण।
‘बाँधने मुझे तो आया है,
जंजीर बड़ी क्या लाया है?
यदि मुझे बाँधना चाहे मन,
पहले तो बाँध अनन्त गगन।
सूने को साध न सकता है,
वह मुझे बाँध कब सकता है?
‘हित-वचन नहीं तूने माना,
मैत्री का मूल्य न पहचाना,
तो ले, मैं भी अब जाता हूँ,
अन्तिम संकल्प सुनाता हूँ।
याचना नहीं, अब रण होगा,
जीवन-जय या कि मरण होगा।
‘टकरायेंगे नक्षत्र-निकर,
बरसेगी भू पर वह्नि प्रखर,
फण शेषनाग का डोलेगा,
विकराल काल मुँह खोलेगा।
दुर्योधन! रण ऐसा होगा।
फिर कभी नहीं जैसा होगा।
‘भाई पर भाई टूटेंगे,
विष-बाण बूँद-से छूटेंगे,
वायस-श्रृगाल सुख लूटेंगे,
सौभाग्य मनुज के फूटेंगे।
आखिर तू भूशायी होगा,
हिंसा का पर, दायी होगा।’
थी सभा सन्न, सब लोग डरे,
चुप थे या थे बेहोश पड़े।
केवल दो नर ना अघाते थे,
धृतराष्ट्र-विदुर सुख पाते थे।
कर जोड़ खड़े प्रमुदित,
निर्भय, दोनों पुकारते थे ‘जय-जय’!
- रामधारी सिंह “दिनकर”
Afridi fell and the match was won.
Afridi's departure was the turning point. It changed the game even in 2003 World Cup India Pakistan match. It is not like he does not realize the importance of his wicket. When he comes out in the middle in such a world stage like this he takes the 'center-stage' . Everything in india and pakistan becomes secondary. His shot high into the air assumes epic proportions and it looks like as if around 2 billion hearts have been thrown into the air with uncertainty of falling safely back into the chest or breaking into pieces. The pain of breaking cannot be described i am sure. And every time he gets caught out, for only he can destroy himself. When in rhythm, he creates the performance of the year or a new record in terms of longest six or one of the fastest 100 or 50's. The prospect of which is a crowd puller, world over.
Earlier he had a dangerous addiction, more self destructing than the LSD injection. For narcotics take time to destroy. Of hitting the first ball he would be facing for a six. More often than not, he would end up throwing his wicket. He followed this even in the 2003 historic encounter. Nothing was going wrong for pakistan. The great Saeed Anwar, persuaded by Pakistani people was for once and for the last time pulled out of his renunciation and abyss to score a master craft century. Indeed he had set it up for Pakistan. Out of nowhere India came back good with a couple of wickets. Still Pakistan had afridi with them. And even then...you know what happened.
Year 2011. India-Pak WC Semi-final:
The situation was different here though. He was the captain of a fine side which had lost 5 wickets and was under intense pressure to chase the indian tally of 260. Afridi was matured enough not to toss the first ball and that is what i had primarily feared to come true. Presure got to him as they needed to score runs. Still i feel he shouldn't have played that shot. It could not possibly carry to the fence with that medium pace of the ball, and neither it came from the middle of the bat with the full power of hands not transmitting to the bat.
Afridi, the giant, the big-hearted, the talisman, the performer, the leader, the hope , the all rounder had fallen.
The crowd had broke loose. I knew india would be winning the match soon.
Near Perfect Pic
Book reading or anything
Why are some books easy to read while others are difficult to complete. Without loss of generality, compare Jeffery archer and Frederick Forsyth or to make my point more clear let us take Sidney Sheldon and Orhan Pamuk. I am not trying to draw these writers into my silly comparisons, but perhaps you would understand the point I am not trying to say. A passing thought is like a shooting star, it ends as soon as it begins, and we are left trying to make sense of it. One passing thought makes me write something like this. Some books are indeed unappealing to us because we are not in a good mood or because we do not like the subject, the story or the style of prose. But I am talking about the ones which we like and still are not able to complete. To many readers, a Jeffery archer book can be completed in one sitting or in maximum two sittings. Why? Because the plot is engaging and keeps their interests alive till the end. It satisfies the curiosity of outer layer of our brain immediately. However reading the book of the other kind becomes a challenge. Understanding what is written, what is emphasized requires more labor. In some way, it is like probing deeper into layers of our brain and trying to prepare a report card for our brain.
The prospect of which brings fatigue within us.
Reading is as much an art as writing. Completing an interesting piece which is difficult may require one to be in a trance, and be switched off to everything else. Like a doped recluse trying something all by himself.
The actual comparison then, is between the different layers of our mind. It is very natural to extend this beyond the subject of book reading. I think it is about the effort required to contrive sync between the task at hand and one layer of our mind. The one which is obvious and strikes rhythm with our outermost layer is most tempting and serves instant understanding. We require more effort to break into a different level of harmonic. I know that what I have said is nothing new, but just that I again wrote about warp and woof of our thought process.
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