RadheKrishna

The Radha-Krishna amour is a love legend of all times. It's indeed hard to miss the many legends and paintings illustrating Krishna's love affairs, of which the Radha-Krishna affair is the most memorable. Krishna's relationship with Radha, his favorite among the 'Gopis', has served as a model for male and female love in a variety of art forms, and since the sixteenth century appears prominently as a motif in North Indian paintings. The allegorical love of Radha has found expression in some great Bengali poetical works of Govinda Das, Chaitanya Mahaprabhu, and Jayadeva the author of Geet Govinda.

Krishna's youthful dalliances with the 'gopis' are interpreted as symbolic of the loving interplay between God and the human soul. Radha's utterly rapturous love for Krishna and their relationship is often interpreted as the quest for union with the divine. This kind of love is of the highest form of devotion in Vaishnavism, and is symbolically represented as the bond between the wife and husband or beloved and lover.

Radha, daughter of Vrishabhanu, was the mistress of Krishna during that period of his life when he lived among the cowherds of Vrindavan. Since childhood they were close to each other - they played, they danced, they fought, they grew up together and wanted to be together forever, but the world pulled them apart. He departed to safeguard the virtues of truth, and she waited for him. He vanquished his enemies, became the king, and came to be worshipped as a lord of the universe. She waited for him. He married Rukmini and Satyabhama, raised a family, fought the great war of Ayodhya, and she still waited. So great was Radha's love for Krishna that even today her name is uttered whenever Krishna is refered to, and Krishna worship is though to be incomplete without the deification of Radha.

One day the two most talked about lovers come together for a final single meeting. Suradasa in his Radha-Krishna lyrics relates the various amorous delights of the union of Radha and Krishna in this ceremonious 'Gandharva' form of their wedding in front of five hundred and sixty million people of Vraj and all the gods and goddesses of heaven. The sage Vyasa refers to this as the 'Rasa'. Age after age, this evergreen love theme has engrossed poets, painters, musicians and all Krishna devotees alike.

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SiNgLiKeAbIrD

All birds do is fly and sing. They sing and they fly. What a fabulous life don't you think? 

I Love this. There is something about singing that brings great strength. I wonder, do birds ever get tired of flying or singing?  Do they have time where they're like "I'm not in the mood today..need a break from flying/singing"?

I don't think so..!!

When I see Birds..i feel..they're the creatures of  resilience, of great determination, of unwavering tenacity and of wonderful strength.

Go on, have a look at a Bird today..free and unfetterd, not tied down to any particular job description, careless in the care of God. So trusting and never fearing. I think We can learn a lot from this little feathered creature. Let us stir within us the courage to sense the dawn and begin to sing while it might still be dark. There is hope for today and everyday.

Something happens when we sing. Today is a new day and there is a new song  in your  mind  for-sure..so let encourage yourself, whatever your circumstances are..no matter...let the song come out of you today. Because as you sing, new things would be awakened in you and joy would release.

Through our song we find Peace. Through our song we find Rest. So let us sing out today..just like we did when we were kid...with no hindrances, no limitations and no fear.

Happii Singing..!!

Have a Happy Day ahead..!!

Everything Happens For A Reason

Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away that they were meant to be there… to serve some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson or help figure out who your are or who you want to become.

You never know who these people may be, but when you lock eyes with them, you know that every moment they will affect your life in some profound way. And sometimes things happen to you at a time that may seem horrible, painful and unfair, but in reflection you realize that without overcoming those obstacles you would have never realized your potential, strength, will power or heart.

 Nothing happens by chance or by means of good luck. Illness, Injury, Love, Lost moments of true greatness and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of your soul. Without these small tests, life would be like a smoothly paved, straight, flat road to nowhere. Safe and comfortable, but dull and utterly pointless – the people you meet affect your life.

The successes and downfalls that you experience can create who you are, and the bad experiences can be learned from. In fact, they are probably the most poignant and important ones. If someone hurts you, betrays you or breaks your heart, forgive them because they have helped you learn about trust and the importance of being cautious to whomever you open your heart.

If someone loves you, love them back unconditionally, not only because they love you, but because they are teaching you to love and open your heart and eyes to little things.

Make every day count. Appreciate every moment and take from it everything that you possibly can, for you may never be able to experience it again. Talk to people you have never talked to before, and actually listen.

Let yourself fall in love, break free and set your sights high. Hold your head up because you have every right to. Tell yourself you are a great individual and believe in yourself, for if you don’t believe in yourself, no one else will believe in you. Create your own life and then go out and (get it) LIVE it.

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Childhood Memoir

I wanna go back ...in my childhood.
I am a child of the 80s. There is alot about how my childhood days would have been. Being born in the 80s is the best thing that happened to me. My life did not revolve around a TV and computer. 
I had time to do so many things which the current generation misses out on. I feel extremely nostalgic about those days and wish I could have all of it back. This is how life was back then, peaceful and calm, and so beautiful and happy.

Playing in the mud and yet not getting any infection or falling ill. Playing catch, kho kho, the  color game, and with marbles. Waiting for hours outside for the first rain of the season so that I could get wet.

Picking flowers from anywhere, and making garlands for God. Discovering my love for books at the tender age of 6 which has provided me with endless joy over the years. Now there is no any library left as people prefer to read online.

Playing badminton late into night with my siblings and friends. Playing Business (Indian version ) with my father and brother and feeling sad when my father lost. Getting onto my mother's lap for all day long when no work left around. 
Spending holidays at the Nani's home with no worries about studies or anything.

Waiting for Sunday morning cartoons on TV. Watching  Mahabharata  and Ramayana on TV on Sunday mornings. In the 80s, there was no cable and we watched TV mainly on Sundays.

A computer was something we saw once a week in school during computer classes. We spent time playing and running with friends instead of being glued to video games. Staring out of the window at nothing, or just watching birds was awesome time pass. 
How I miss those days and how I feel sad for today's kids whose time goes in watching TV, catching up on  Facebook, running to a million classes and being over-achievers. 

I really wanna go back -:(