The death of Lord Ram

Lord Ram, the great king of Ayodhya along with his sons, Luv and Kush ruled the land gracefully for many years. He was a great ruler and brought prosperity and delight in the life of people on earth. But his absence was being felt on the Bishnulok. The gods through many messengers and themselves had already prayed the lord to return. Goddess Laxmi had already returned to Baikuntha by engulfing her avatar as Sita into the earth. The gods planned many measures to execute the avatar and pave the way for Lord’s return but Hanuman didn’t let any of those to succeed. He was always there to protect the lord. The gods had become very weary and asked help from the lord himself. The Lord agreed that it was time for his return and assured the gods that he shall be back with his queen in Baikuntha soon.

One day Lord Ram summoned Hanuman and asked him to search for a ring he lost. He showed him the crack in the earth where the ring had fallen into. Hanuman scaled down his size to the smallest and entered into the crack to find the ring. Long before he realized it was actually a path to Nagalok. Nagaraja welcomed him and showed him and showed him a huge pile of rings. Hanuman not losing any time, quickly started searching on them. He was surprised to realize the first ring he picked to be his lord’s ring and so was the second and the third. He was confused and turned towards the Nagaraja for answers. Nagaraja replied, “All these rings are the lord’s ring. This is not the first time the lord has sent his dear friend to fetch his rings. It has happened millions of times. Here you came to find the ring and there your Lord dies. This is how it is.” Hanuman realizes the Lord’s plan prays, “Jai Shree Ram.”

The gods anticipate the opportunity and send Kaaldev in an avatar of an old sage to Ram’s palace. He reaches to the grand hall of the palace and asks Lord Ram to speak in private. Lord Ram complies to the request and takes the old sage to his room and ask Laxman to guard the room and not to let anybody come in. Doing against the King’s order would amount to death penalty. Once the lord was in the room with the sage, Kaaldev transforms into his form tries to persuade the lord that it was time to return to Baikuntha. As Laxman is guarding the doors, Sage Durbasa arrives and asks to meet the King. Laxman doesn’t let sage to go in as he is bound to follow the orders. Sage Durbasa known for his hot temper gets enraged and threatens Laxman that he shall curse both Ram and Laxman for this act. Laxman gets in a great dilemma. He has to follow the orders of his King but cannot get his beloved brother Ram cursed either. So he decides to go inside himself, inform the King about Sage Durbasa’s visit and rather get a death penalty for himself instead. As Laxman enters the room and interrupts the conversation of Lord Ram with the Kaaldev, Ram realizes that he will have to punish Laxman with a death penalty. Instead Ram decides to exile Laxman ask him to leave the country and never come back, which was considered as brutal as death penalty back then. Laxman cannot comprehend the idea of being far from his brother so decides to die. He enters into the Sarayu river and transform into the Seshanag and disappears. As Ram hears the news, he realizes that it’s time for him to leave the earth as well. He handovers the kingdom to his sons and sons of his brothers and enters into the Sarayu river. He transforms into Lord Bishnu as he disappears into the river.

Love

Artyea and Satyawati's love waves, so high, shook the heavens. The gods gathered at the palace of the king of gods, Indra.
"Stop them, else the creation shall perish," the gods cried.
"Be calm great gods, no love is so powerful to challenge the world order. I will look into this myself." Lord Indra declaimed.

It was dawn and Artyea was bathing in the Ganges river when Urbarsi, the heavenly nymph appeared in front of him.
"I fell from the heaven, O' beautiful boy, your virility attracted me to you, accept me and my youth, I surrender everything I have to you." Urbarsi said.
"O' beautiful maiden, any boy would cross any limits just to be in your shadows, but I am not the one. My love for Satyawati is above all lust and no ardor can raise the aesthetic sense of mine, nor any other women."
"You insult me with your rebuff, Artyea. No love is larger than self serving egotism and everyone is a narcissist in oneself."
"Pardon me beautiful maiden, my intent was never to insult you, but our love is above all materiality and is absolutely blissful."
"Maybe you love her above all righteousness and perceptions but Satyawati doesn't."
Artyea got angry hearing to Urbarsi.
"Think twice before you object the love of my beloved," Artyea grumbled.
"If you are that confidence about her love for you, let me test her love. You shall be blind as the sun rises. The only way you will get your eyesight back is if Satyawati gives her eyes to you. The darkness shall reveal the true light."
 As the sun rose, Artyea lost his eyesight. He went to Satyawati and explained everything that happened.
"Now my love, your eyes will show me light. Give me your eyes and pull me out of this darkness."
Satyawati smiled and said, "No."

Laughter is Contagious

People do not smile in Delhi. Everyone is flat faced work machine running out of time.The physical existence do not coincide with the mental existence which makes people emotionless. And in buses and metro, when you see people's faces, they look like masks without any emotions. One day this man comes out of nowhere and changes everything. This man, in his 60s, boards a bus and gets to a seat. He than takes out his smartphone and starts pressing some buttons in the screen, then he starts laughing out loud. He is focused on his phone and is laughing his stomach out. Everyone around him are taken aback, distracted from their chain of thoughts and brought back to reality. They give him an annoyed look and try to ignore. But the old man laughs only louder. His laughter seems uncontrollable and genuine. Suddenly a young man sitting next to him, giggles. He tries hard to resist but can't restrain. Then the next person and another and another, and in no time everyone in the bus are laughing out loud uncontrollably, trying hard to resist. They don't have reason, situation or logic for that laughter, but it makes everyone feel joyous and alive. They are now, where they are standing. There is no stress anymore and they feel more energetic. They feel good about themselves, there is all positive vibe in the bus. People start talking with each other and share their part of story with each other. Everyone seems satisfied and happy.

The old man gets off that bus and climbs into another. He gets to a seat, takes out his smartphone and starts pressing some buttons in the screen. Then he starts out loud....

The old beggar

Few years back, during my ITT program, I had to travel to Gazipur everyday. Since I used to stay in Laxminagar, I had to change bus from Patpargunj. There were small stalls of Rs. 1 per glass drinking water, where I used to satisfy my thirst while I wait for the bus. Every day an old man would approach the people waiting for the bus begging for some money. He used to be half naked up to the waist, with his dark red skin showing with crooked back and shabby looks. He would approach everyone and ask for money but would get only disappointment as most people there would just ignore his plea.
During 30 days of training I saw him begging everyday but never was even a bit generous to provide some money for him. I just used to think about the differences in people's life and the decisions they take which makes the difference. I only had pity for him. After my training days were over, I never took that route and never saw that old beggar again until yesterday. Yesterday when I got to the Patpargunj bus stop I remembered the old beggar and looked around for him but didn't find him anywhere. I inquired about the old man with a little boy in the water stall, who now sells a glass of water for Rs. 5 to find that the old man died of cold last winter.