NIYOG IS VEDIC NOT NOCTURNAL

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NIYOG IS VEDIC NOT NOCTURNAL

                                 By Brigadier Chitranjan Sawant,VSM

PRAJANAN or Procreation is an inborn instinct of a living being. Humans, animals, fish, fowl and Vanaspati or Vegetation leave behind numerous living beings of their kind before they depart for good.

Right at the beginning of the Creation, Ishwar had given the Vedas to the Rishis for the guidance of human beings to lead a life of righteousness. Along with the Gyan of Life and desire to have children was the knowledge of providing stability of social order. Human beings stabilized process of procreation by formalizing the social institution of Vivah or marriage to bring in order and discipline  through sublimation of sex. The Vedic injunction against sex for pleasure by allowing copulation between lawfully wedded husband and wife at an appropriate time only to beget children continues to hold in check humans running amuck for wild sex.

Many a time varied reasons like death and disease cause separation between the husband and wife at a young age when they are childless, so what is the way out to enable the separated man or woman to fulfill the religious duty of leaving behind a son or a daughter so that the human race not only survives but prospers. Well the answer is NIYOG.

NIYOG  NUANCES

When a widow wishes to have children after the demise of her husband, she lets the social order know of her desire and selection of a male member for copulation as per Vedic Vidhan to beget a child, it is termed as Niyog. In the case of Niyog “ the widowed woman remains in the house of the deceased husband…..children born of Niyog are not called children of the begetter, nor belong to his family, nor has he any claim over the children.” This excerpt is taken from the Satyarth Prakash chapter four written by Maharishi Dayanand Saraswati in Hindi and translated into English by Pt Ganga Prasad Upadhyay.

In this context it is important to make clear the claim of the child born of Niyog on the property of the man who begot him or her. A child begotten in Niyog will continue the lineage of the deceased husband of the widow and get a share in the property of the deceased husband of the widow concerned and live in her marital home. Thus one may say that a child begotten in Niyog has no legal share in the property of the man whose sperm fertilized the egg of his mother to bring him into this world. Similarly, the begetter of the baby in Niyog will never ever lay a claim of any kind at birth or thereafter. In the eye of law, no relationship moral, spiritual or financial will exist between the begetter and the baby.

IS NIYOG A SIN

A doubting Thomas may raise a doubt about the legal validity of Niyog by pointing out the erroneous thought and labeling Noyog as adultery. Let it be understood that Niyog is not a sin nor an adulterous act. Niyog is willful and consensual act of sex between  a man and a woman with the sole intent of begetting a baby and it is done within the knowledge of the social order that the two belong to. It is not a hush-hush affair done for fun at night under the cover of darkness. The common point between a lawful marriage and a Niyog is  : Both are made known to the social order that the man and the woman belong to. Well, a question may arise: what happens if the first attempt to impregnate a woman fails? Well, there is no embargo on making a second or a third attempt. One should remember that the declared desired intention of the man and the woman concerned is to have a baby and everyone in the neighbourhood knows about it. So, Niyog is not a sin or a crime because it is not done under the cover of darkness or in secrecy. On the other hand, adultery is a nocturnal affair where sex is performed for fun away from the prying eyes of the social or moral police, what to say of the State Police.

It would be a good idea to quote from the Satyarth Prakash  what Maharishi Dayanand Saraswati wrote in reply to a question about procedure to be followed in Niyog :

     “ Just as marriage is performed by proclamation, so is NIYOG. As marriage requires sanction of the society and consent of the couple, so does Niyog. When a man and a woman want to perform Niyog, they ought to declare before men and women of their families that they want to enter into Niyog relation for the sake of issues, that they will sever their connection when the purpose of Niyog is fulfilled, that they should be counted as sinners and be penalized by the society and the State if they do otherwise, that they will meet for intercourseonly once a month and will abstain from intercourse for a year after the conception.

 ( The translation from Hindi into English is done by Pt Ganga Prasad Upadhyay, an eminent Vedic scholar and preacher par excellence)

The Rishivar, a great religious and social reformer, was determined to apprise people of Bharat and later of the world the correct concept of Vedic Dharma and encourage both the Vedic Dharmis and others to follow what the Vedas laid down. That is the only way our human race may show an improvement.The observant Swami knew what way the sinners were going and reforming them was his duty, he thought. He advocated Niyog with the same fervor as the age-old institution of marriage – the Vedic Vivah. He equated the two procedures as the way to procreate. Sexual intercourse was the only way to procreate and one should not have a sense of shame or Lajja in advocating propagation of Niyog.

In the fourth chapter of the Satyarth Prakash dwelling on Niyog, Rishivar wrote and I quote him in original Hindi :

      “ Niyam se Vivah hone se ( stree-Purush ka sambhog – bracketed words are mine) vyabhichar nahi kahata, to niyampoorvak NIYOG hone se vyabhichar nahi kahavega………Ved shastrokt Niyog mein vyabhichar, paap, lajja na manana chahiye”

A free rendering into English would run thus: If a man and a woman are married as per the laid down procedure( their cohabitation would not be called promiscuity), likewise Niyog done as per procedure would not be termed promiscuity.      Niyog performed as per Vedic and Shastriya procedure would not be termed promiscuity entailing sin and shame.

It can be safely said that the Seer of the Arya Samaj knew that the sexual instinct of human beings led them astray. The Hindu widows were at the receiving end and quite oppressed socially. Their social and economic condition would improve if they were socially permitted to beget children and have a hope in the future. Therefore, Maharishi Dayanand strongly advocated through his writings and speeches the reintroduction of Niyog in our socio-religious order.

FUTURE OF NIYOG

As of now the social acceptance of Niyog in the Hindu social order is rather dismal. The forward looking socio-religious organization like the Arya Samaj, founded by Maharishi Dayanand Saraswati in 1875 in Mumbai did not spearhead the movement. In 1877 with the establishment of the Arya Samaj in Lahore, the Punjab became its citadel. However, it was rather unfortunate that the Arya stalwarfs including Pradhans of the Arya Samaj Anarkali, Lahore like Lala Saindas, Mahatma Hansraj and others were rather lukewarm to the concept of Niyog. It was socially unacceptable in the open parlance but practiced clandestinely without flying the flag of Niyog.

Like the Garbhadhan Sanskar, the Niyog too could not gain popularity as men and women devoted to the Ten Principles of the Arya Samaj were rather diffident in declaring that on a particular day or night they would be sharing the bed with the avowed aim of begetting a child. What if the effort failed and conception did not take place? The couple might become the laughing stock of the persons known and unknown. Thus performing a Havan for Garbhadhan or with the declared intention of Niyog requires a lot of social courage that they lacked. Therefore, both these SANSKARS REMAINED A THEORETICAL EXERCISE CONFINED TO THE PAGES OF THE SANSKAR VIDHI AND THE SATYARTH PRAKASH.

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TIGER NAMED PV NARSIMHA RAO

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          TIGER NAMED PV NARSIMHA RAO

                  By Brigadier Chitranjan Sawant,VSM

Panulaparti Venkat Narsimha Rao was a leader of many parts. He had a magnificent personality that charmed one and all. Despite his birth in a non-Nehru family, he came up the political ladder and became Prime Minister of India in 1991 and occupied the high pedestal for five years vacating in 1996. Born on June 28,1921 in Andhra Pradesh, he received his education in Fergusen College Pune and broadened his outlook coming in close contact with stalwarts of Maharashtra. He did not remain confined to Bharat South of the Vindhyas but spread his wings in all directions in India and abroad.

The impact of his overreaching personality can be assessed from the fact that he rose higher and higher on the rungs of political ladder despite the fact that the descendants of the Nehru clan did not wish him to usurp the limelight that they mistakenly thought belonged to their clan alone. Like a tiger as his name was Narsimha- a lion among men- he roared from the high pedestal whenever the left out fellows growled to snatch what was not theirs. Narsimha Rao, a self educated historian had seen that stalwarts of the Indian political firmament who were not blood relations of the Nehru clan, like Sardar Patel, Lal Bahadur Shastri, Netaji Subhash Bose were not given what rightfully belonged to them in the annals of political world. The descendants of Nehru in later years were afraid of other brilliant people taking away what rightfully belonged to them and kept them at arm’s length by hook or crook.

The sens of possessiveness of late days Nehrus was so pronounced that they did not let late PV Narsimha Rao’s dead body be brought to precincts of the Congress Party headquarters at 24 Akbar Road. For that matter even cremation was not permitted in New Delhi lest media focus was on the deceased Narsimha Rao. Petty mindedness indeed.

PV Narsimha Rao breathed his last on December 23, 2004 and his body was taken to Andhra Pradesh for the last rites. Of course, that part of the then State that is now Telengana had chosen to give the great man his due. They have proposed that the central University, Hyderabad be named after the great son of the soil as PV Narsimha Rao University. There should be no hitch in acceding to the proposal, I guess. Indeed the deceased leader deserves to be honoured with Bharat Ratna, notwithstanding what his detractors are cooking.

Recently a undeserving Congressman made a statement that the Babri Mosque would not have been demolished, had someone other than PV Narsimha Rao was occupying the prime Minister’s chair. Most unkindest cut of all – to quote Shakespeare from Julius Caesar, by a budding Congress man against a proven Congress leader of the most difficult times.

Atal Behari Vajpayee of the BJP and PV Narsimha Rao of the Congress were good friends and great leaders in their own way. In fact the latter regarded the former as a Guru in the pure political arena. How true it was. Narsimha Rao’s friendship with people transcended political boundaries. He was indeed a broad minded man whose thinking was not narrowed by political or religious affiliations. It shows how broadminded Narsimha Rao was. No wonder people of Bharat loved him from the bottom of their hearts.

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TIGER NAMED PV NARSIMHA RAO

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          TIGER NAMED PV NARSIMHA RAO

                  By Brigadier Chitranjan Sawant,VSM

Panulaparti Venkat Narsimha Rao was a leader of many parts. He had a magnificent personality that charmed one and all. Despite his birth in a non-Nehru family, he came up the political ladder and became Prime Minister of India in 1991 and occupied the high pedestal for five years vacating in 1996. Born on June 28,1921 in Andhra Pradesh, he received his education in Fergusen College Pune and broadened his outlook coming in close contact with stalwarts of Maharashtra. He did not remain confined to Bharat South of the Vindhyas but spread his wings in all directions in India and abroad.

The impact of his overreaching personality can be assessed from the fact that he rose higher and higher on the rungs of political ladder despite the fact that the descendants of the Nehru clan did not wish him to usurp the limelight that they mistakenly thought belonged to their clan alone. Like a tiger as his name was Narsimha- a lion among men- he roared from the high pedestal whenever the left out fellows growled to snatch what was not theirs. Narsimha Rao, a self educated historian had seen that stalwarts of the Indian political firmament who were not blood relations of the Nehru clan, like Sardar Patel, Lal Bahadur Shastri, Netaji Subhash Bose were not given what rightfully belonged to them in the annals of political world. The descendants of Nehru in later years were afraid of other brilliant people taking away what rightfully belonged to them and kept them at arm’s length by hook or crook.

The sens of possessiveness of late days Nehrus was so pronounced that they did not let late PV Narsimha Rao’s dead body be brought to precincts of the Congress Party headquarters at 24 Akbar Road. For that matter even cremation was not permitted in New Delhi lest media focus was on the deceased Narsimha Rao. Petty mindedness indeed.

PV Narsimha Rao breathed his last on December 23, 2004 and his body was taken to Andhra Pradesh for the last rites. Of course, that part of the then State that is now Telengana had chosen to give the great man his due. They have proposed that the central University, Hyderabad be named after the great son of the soil as PV Narsimha Rao University. There should be no hitch in acceding to the proposal, I guess. Indeed the deceased leader deserves to be honoured with Bharat Ratna, notwithstanding what his detractors are cooking.

Recently a undeserving Congressman made a statement that the Babri Mosque would not have been demolished, had someone other than PV Narsimha Rao was occupying the prime Minister’s chair. Most unkindest cut of all – to quote Shakespeare from Julius Caesar, by a budding Congress man against a proven Congress leader of the most difficult times.

Atal Behari Vajpayee of the BJP and PV Narsimha Rao of the Congress were good friends and great leaders in their own way. In fact the latter regarded the former as a Guru in the pure political arena. How true it was. Narsimha Rao’s friendship with people transcended political boundaries. He was indeed a broad minded man whose thinking was not narrowed by political or religious affiliations. It shows how broadminded Narsimha Rao was. No wonder people of Bharat loved him from the bottom of their hearts.

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CHILDLIKE CURIOSITY

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                CHILDLIKE  CURIOSITY

                                 By Brigadier Chitranjan Sawant,VSM

I was on a visit to Germany to look up our daughter Shikha and her husband Krishna Dev Ji, a white German who adopted Vedic Dharm. He invited me to visit a Kinder Garten school to see the teachers and students. We in Bharat have many KG schools named after the German word Kinder Garten meaning children’s garden. I accepted the invitation post haste and arrived there on schedule.

Customarily I wear a white Dhoti and Kurta. That day was no exception. I wore long white flowing hair on the head and my traditional Indian attire as described heretofore. As we entered the foyer, a couple of children came running, grabbed Krishna Dev’s hands and asked in German pointing towards me “ Is he JESUS?”. Whatever explanation he gave children were not satisfied and chose to follow us wherever we went. Many more of their classmates joined out of curiosity to know more about JESUS THAT IS ME. They all insisted that I share lunch with them. I politely declined saying I was a vegetarian and they all had mutton preparations in their lunch boxes. Amusing indeed. It became talk of the town, so I was told later.

Sudha, my wife, was teaching tiny tots Hindi. Came the story of Queen Gandhari who had tied a piece of cloth on her eyes. The teacher explained that since her husband King  Dritrashtra was blind by birth, the queen chose to deprive herself of the pleasure of seeing worldly objects and tied a piece of cloth on her eyes. Promptly rose a small boy and asked a pertinent question. “ Madam, had she not deprived herself of pleasure of sight, she might as well have guided her children in doing Home Work and brought them up as good boys preventing Duryodhan, Dushasan and others from becoming wily kids.” The teacher was left speechless as there was a cogent point therein.  Indeed children do come up with intelligent follow ups after listening to the teacher’s narrative.

Many a time children like to practice what has been taught to test the veracity. When our granddaughter Vidushi was a student of KG class she was taught that balloons filled with gas go up and up never to descend. One fine evening she asked her mother to buy a dozen or so balloons filled with hydrogen gas by the seller. She kept one in her hand, handed over the rest to others. After a few minutes, she left the gas balloon free and it ascended on and on in the sky. On being asked the reason she explained that she was verifying the truth of what she had been taught in the class. A real good experiment, the result was etched in her memory, never to be erased in her lifetime. The childlike curiosity taught the child a meaningful lesson to be remembered for ever.

Accused of promiscuity, Devi Ahilya looked like a stone figure because of moral shock. As the story goes, she was revived to life when Maryada Purshottam Shri Ram touched her with his toe. Children raise doubts about the truth of the narrative. The teacher set the doubt at rest by explaining that Devi Ahilya looked motionless because of a false accusation casting aspersion on her moral character. The society had shunned her. However when Shri Ram visited her, other members of the social set up followed suit. Devi Ahilya was back as a lively member of the social order and metaphorically it is said that she was revived to life. Thus children’s curiosity led to a full fledged explanation of the metaphor and social doubts were set at rest.

As adults it is never appropriate to shun children’s curiosity and field questions to be answered. In an ad on TV, the narrator says that it is a Rajkumari who saves the life of a Rajkumar from enemies and he is promptly questioned by a child listener who corrects him that actually it is a prince who saves a princess. However, the narrator brushes it aside by saying that the prince saving the princess is an old hackneyed story. However, the childlike questions should be answered and the child-questioner is satisfied logically. This way the child will be encouraged to remove his or her doubts and tread on the path of Truth.

Email:  aumchitranjansawant@gmail.com   Mob.  9811173590.

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CHILDLIKE CURIOSITY

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                CHILDLIKE  CURIOSITY

                                 By Brigadier Chitranjan Sawant,VSM

I was on a visit to Germany to look up our daughter Shikha and her husband Krishna Dev Ji, a white German who adopted Vedic Dharm. He invited me to visit a Kinder Garten school to see the teachers and students. We in Bharat have many KG schools named after the German word Kinder Garten meaning children’s garden. I accepted the invitation post haste and arrived there on schedule.

Customarily I wear a white Dhoti and Kurta. That day was no exception. I wore long white flowing hair on the head and my traditional Indian attire as described heretofore. As we entered the foyer, a couple of children came running, grabbed Krishna Dev’s hands and asked in German pointing towards me “ Is he JESUS?”. Whatever explanation he gave children were not satisfied and chose to follow us wherever we went. Many more of their classmates joined out of curiosity to know more about JESUS THAT IS ME. They all insisted that I share lunch with them. I politely declined saying I was a vegetarian and they all had mutton preparations in their lunch boxes. Amusing indeed. It became talk of the town, so I was told later.

Sudha, my wife, was teaching tiny tots Hindi. Came the story of Queen Gandhari who had tied a piece of cloth on her eyes. The teacher explained that since her husband King  Dritrashtra was blind by birth, the queen chose to deprive herself of the pleasure of seeing worldly objects and tied a piece of cloth on her eyes. Promptly rose a small boy and asked a pertinent question. “ Madam, had she not deprived herself of pleasure of sight, she might as well have guided her children in doing Home Work and brought them up as good boys preventing Duryodhan, Dushasan and others from becoming wily kids.” The teacher was left speechless as there was a cogent point therein.  Indeed children do come up with intelligent follow ups after listening to the teacher’s narrative.

Many a time children like to practice what has been taught to test the veracity. When our granddaughter Vidushi was a student of KG class she was taught that balloons filled with gas go up and up never to descend. One fine evening she asked her mother to buy a dozen or so balloons filled with hydrogen gas by the seller. She kept one in her hand, handed over the rest to others. After a few minutes, she left the gas balloon free and it ascended on and on in the sky. On being asked the reason she explained that she was verifying the truth of what she had been taught in the class. A real good experiment, the result was etched in her memory, never to be erased in her lifetime. The childlike curiosity taught the child a meaningful lesson to be remembered for ever.

Accused of promiscuity, Devi Ahilya looked like a stone figure because of moral shock. As the story goes, she was revived to life when Maryada Purshottam Shri Ram touched her with his toe. Children raise doubts about the truth of the narrative. The teacher set the doubt at rest by explaining that Devi Ahilya looked motionless because of a false accusation casting aspersion on her moral character. The society had shunned her. However when Shri Ram visited her, other members of the social set up followed suit. Devi Ahilya was back as a lively member of the social order and metaphorically it is said that she was revived to life. Thus children’s curiosity led to a full fledged explanation of the metaphor and social doubts were set at rest.

As adults it is never appropriate to shun children’s curiosity and field questions to be answered. In an ad on TV, the narrator says that it is a Rajkumari who saves the life of a Rajkumar from enemies and he is promptly questioned by a child listener who corrects him that actually it is a prince who saves a princess. However, the narrator brushes it aside by saying that the prince saving the princess is an old hackneyed story. However, the childlike questions should be answered and the child-questioner is satisfied logically. This way the child will be encouraged to remove his or her doubts and tread on the path of Truth.

Email:  aumchitranjansawant@gmail.com   Mob.  9811173590.

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CHILDLIKE CURIOSITY

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                CHILDLIKE  CURIOSITY

                                 By Brigadier Chitranjan Sawant,VSM

I was on a visit to Germany to look up our daughter Shikha and her husband Krishna Dev Ji, a white German who adopted Vedic Dharm. He invited me to visit a Kinder Garten school to see the teachers and students. We in Bharat have many KG schools named after the German word Kinder Garten meaning children’s garden. I accepted the invitation post haste and arrived there on schedule.

Customarily I wear a white Dhoti and Kurta. That day was no exception. I wore long white flowing hair on the head and my traditional Indian attire as described heretofore. As we entered the foyer, a couple of children came running, grabbed Krishna Dev’s hands and asked in German pointing towards me “ Is he JESUS?”. Whatever explanation he gave children were not satisfied and chose to follow us wherever we went. Many more of their classmates joined out of curiosity to know more about JESUS THAT IS ME. They all insisted that I share lunch with them. I politely declined saying I was a vegetarian and they all had mutton preparations in their lunch boxes. Amusing indeed. It became talk of the town, so I was told later.

Sudha, my wife, was teaching tiny tots Hindi. Came the story of Queen Gandhari who had tied a piece of cloth on her eyes. The teacher explained that since her husband King  Dritrashtra was blind by birth, the queen chose to deprive herself of the pleasure of seeing worldly objects and tied a piece of cloth on her eyes. Promptly rose a small boy and asked a pertinent question. “ Madam, had she not deprived herself of pleasure of sight, she might as well have guided her children in doing Home Work and brought them up as good boys preventing Duryodhan, Dushasan and others from becoming wily kids.” The teacher was left speechless as there was a cogent point therein.  Indeed children do come up with intelligent follow ups after listening to the teacher’s narrative.

Many a time children like to practice what has been taught to test the veracity. When our granddaughter Vidushi was a student of KG class she was taught that balloons filled with gas go up and up never to descend. One fine evening she asked her mother to buy a dozen or so balloons filled with hydrogen gas by the seller. She kept one in her hand, handed over the rest to others. After a few minutes, she left the gas balloon free and it ascended on and on in the sky. On being asked the reason she explained that she was verifying the truth of what she had been taught in the class. A real good experiment, the result was etched in her memory, never to be erased in her lifetime. The childlike curiosity taught the child a meaningful lesson to be remembered for ever.

Accused of promiscuity, Devi Ahilya looked like a stone figure because of moral shock. As the story goes, she was revived to life when Maryada Purshottam Shri Ram touched her with his toe. Children raise doubts about the truth of the narrative. The teacher set the doubt at rest by explaining that Devi Ahilya looked motionless because of a false accusation casting aspersion on her moral character. The society had shunned her. However when Shri Ram visited her, other members of the social set up followed suit. Devi Ahilya was back as a lively member of the social order and metaphorically it is said that she was revived to life. Thus children’s curiosity led to a full fledged explanation of the metaphor and social doubts were set at rest.

As adults it is never appropriate to shun children’s curiosity and field questions to be answered. In an ad on TV, the narrator says that it is a Rajkumari who saves the life of a Rajkumar from enemies and he is promptly questioned by a child listener who corrects him that actually it is a prince who saves a princess. However, the narrator brushes it aside by saying that the prince saving the princess is an old hackneyed story. However, the childlike questions should be answered and the child-questioner is satisfied logically. This way the child will be encouraged to remove his or her doubts and tread on the path of Truth.

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RED LETTER DAY AT PACHMARHI

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      COLOUR PRESENTATION TO AEC : A RED LETTER DAY

                             By Brigadier Chitranjan Sawant,VSM

24th February 1971, the day dawned with a festive air at Pachmarhi, home of the Army Educational corps. The President of India, Shri Varah Venkat Giri was in station staying at the Raj Bhawan. He had kindly consented to present Colour to the AEC. Lt Upadhyay was chosen by the Commandant, Colonel H.S.Chandele, Parade Commander to receive the Colour in the presence of Brig S.J.Mukand(Retd) Colonel Commandant of the Corps. The AEC parade ground was the venue. At the entrance stood a replica of the Sanchi Gate, an imitation  of the Pandava caves formed the backdrop through which the Colour Presentation Parade had marched in. Fairy land scenario but looked real indeed.

BACKROOM BOYS

Dozens of officers and men had toiled for months to prepare for the red-letter day. Many drafts were made and consigned to waste paper basket. Quite a few teams were dispatched to various army training centres to study the modus operandi of the gala ceremony. Meetings galore were held at the Centre, the Army Headquarters and the State capital, Bhopal to chisel the rough stone and put it in shape. I, as Secretary of the Colour Presentation Organisation, represented the Centre Commandant in Bhopal and was told by the Chief Secretary that the President of India would still be in the lap of the State Government despite his mission with the Army. His was the last word on the subject.

Officers’ wives had played a major role in making the super programme a grand success. Many AEC officers trooped in from outstation at their own expenses. Indeed a proof of esprit de corps where money matters little. The lady wives were the butt at the receiving end when their husbands returned from long hours at work where tempers had risen high many a time. As usual the lady wives were finally at the receiving end. Mrs HS Chandele always lent a helping hand to wipe the tears of greenhorns among the fair sex. Sudha my wife was always besides me saying a word of cheer every now and then. Of course, she criticized none and unduly praised none. Honesty is the best policy, I guess.

 Among the outstation officers were Major and Mrs P.S. Satsangi and their daughter Shakuntala, Shri M.G Mathur, the consummate photographer and Accounts Officer,Indian Mlitary Academy and his lady wife,Bhiksha, Lt Ajay Kumar Singh Chandele, an EME officer but devoted to AEC too as his father, Col HS Chandele was at the helm of affairs at Pachmarhi. All of them played major roles without claiming any limelight. Of course, the ladies were the moving spirit behind a children’s programme, appropriately named Bal Kreeda. It was organized by then Major later Colonel Om Adhar ably assisted by his wife, Roshini.

The Parade

It was the Parade that occupied the pride of place. The President took the salute and presented the Colour to the Army Educational Corps. The large audience clapped enthusiastically. The Rashtrapati also visited an exhibition put up by major departments of the Training Centre. He and Smt Giri also had Tea with officers and ladies in the hockey ground and graced a group photograph of the Centre officers. Quite a few families had the honour of being photographed with the Head of the State.

GOING AROUND PLATEAU

Pachmarhi is a plateau nestling in the Satpura Hills. The elevation is about 3500 ft above sea level. The highest point is Dhupgarh that crosses 4000 ft mark. In fact it is the only hill station in the Central India. Once upon a time it was the summer capital of the Central Provinces and Berar. Now the station enjoys presence of many visitors from all over India. Rashtrapati expressed a wish to see Queen of Satpuras and I was roped in as an official guide. I was given a privileged seat in the President’s limousine.

We went to the Pandava caves first and saw it from the plains. Climbing the slope was not recommended for the First Citizen and the First Lady. So I described it using my choicest words and they signaled to move on to the next spot. Rajendra Giri was a picturesque knoll with profound greenery. As I mentioned that it is named after the First President Dr Rajendra Prasad, the First Lady completed my sentence and said “ also the Fourth President Shri Giri”. I nodded assent. Discretion is the best part of valour. We saw the place sitting in the car as the place is circumvented by motorable roads. The green view was indeed breathtaking.

We drove around the chhota chukker of about four miles and saw the Nature in its pristine glory. I narrated stories of wild life too. In good old days a morning walker would come across a tiger in the wild. The Human and the beast would just say good morning and part company. There were many stories about the Beauty and the Beast but I chose not to narrate them since their authenticity was in doubt.

Thus the short tour of the Pachmarhi came to an end. The Rashtrapati and the First Lady were happy indeed. They presented me their autographed photo in a silver frame next morning. I thanked them profusely.

The Centre had arranged a Puppet Show which the President visited. The commentary was in Hindi but the First Couple liked the show. It was the favourite show of Brig Mukand that the Puppet Centre at Lucknow had helped us A prepare. The Rashtrapati and the First Lady then had a quiet dinner and retired for the day.

OUR OWN OFFICERS MESS

Brigadier R.L Mullick,Director of Army Education told us that we should all have a relaxed dinner in our own officers mess. The day had gone off well and indeed it was time to let our hair down and relax. All India Radio had recorded a radio programme based on voices of active workers. We sat before the radio set at the appointed hour to tune in but the broadcaster defied us and belied our hopes. Brig Mullick consoled us saying that he would send us recorded tapes for our listening. We were consoled indeed.

It was time to make merry. We did not falter there. Merriment had no limits. It was a good enjoyment indeed. Relaxation after a hard day’s work was in perfect shape– a day that had gone off well. We called it a Day and went to our billets where the lady wives comforted us as best as they could.

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TALES FROM PACHMARHI

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      COLOUR PRESENTATION TO AEC : A RED LETTER DAY

                             By Brigadier Chitranjan Sawant,VSM

24th February 1971, the day dawned with a festive air at Pachmarhi, home of the Army Educational corps. The President of India, Shri Varah Venkat Giri was in station staying at the Raj Bhawan. He had kindly consented to present Colour to the AEC. Lt Upadhyay was chosen by the Commandant, Colonel H.S.Chandele, Parade Commander to receive the Colour in the presence of Brig S.J.Mukand(Retd) Colonel Commandant of the Corps. The AEC parade ground was the venue. At the entrance stood a replica of the Sanchi Gate, an imitation  of the Pandava caves formed the backdrop through which the Colour Presentation Parade had marched in. Fairy land scenario but looked real indeed.

BACKROOM BOYS

Dozens of officers and men had toiled for months to prepare for the red-letter day. Many drafts were made and consigned to waste paper basket. Quite a few teams were dispatched to various army training centres to study the modus operandi of the gala ceremony. Meetings galore were held at the Centre, the Army Headquarters and the State capital, Bhopal to chisel the rough stone and put it in shape. I, as Secretary of the Colour Presentation Organisation, represented the Centre Commandant in Bhopal and was told by the Chief Secretary that the President of India would still be in the lap of the State Government despite his mission with the Army. His was the last word on the subject.

Officers’ wives had played a major role in making the super programme a grand success. Many AEC officers trooped in from outstation at their own expenses. Indeed a proof of esprit de corps where money matters little. The lady wives were the butt at the receiving end when their husbands returned from long hours at work where tempers had risen high many a time. As usual the lady wives were finally at the receiving end. Mrs HS Chandele always lent a helping hand to wipe the tears of greenhorns among the fair sex. Sudha my wife was always besides me saying a word of cheer every now and then. Of course, she criticized none and unduly praised none. Honesty is the best policy, I guess.

 Among the outstation officers were Major and Mrs P.S. Satsangi and their daughter Shakuntala, Shri M.G Mathur, the consummate photographer and Accounts Officer,Indian Mlitary Academy and his lady wife,Bhiksha, Lt Ajay Kumar Singh Chandele, an EME officer but devoted to AEC too as his father, Col HS Chandele was at the helm of affairs at Pachmarhi. All of them played major roles without claiming any limelight. Of course, the ladies were the moving spirit behind a children’s programme, appropriately named Bal Kreeda. It was organized by then Major later Colonel Om Adhar ably assisted by his wife, Roshini.

The Parade

It was the Parade that occupied the pride of place. The President took the salute and presented the Colour to the Army Educational Corps. The large audience clapped enthusiastically. The Rashtrapati also visited an exhibition put up by major departments of the Training Centre. He and Smt Giri also had Tea with officers and ladies in the hockey ground and graced a group photograph of the Centre officers. Quite a few families had the honour of being photographed with the Head of the State.

GOING AROUND PLATEAU

Pachmarhi is a plateau nestling in the Satpura Hills. The elevation is about 3500 ft above sea level. The highest point is Dhupgarh that crosses 4000 ft mark. In fact it is the only hill station in the Central India. Once upon a time it was the summer capital of the Central Provinces and Berar. Now the station enjoys presence of many visitors from all over India. Rashtrapati expressed a wish to see Queen of Satpuras and I was roped in as an official guide. I was given a privileged seat in the President’s limousine.

We went to the Pandava caves first and saw it from the plains. Climbing the slope was not recommended for the First Citizen and the First Lady. So I described it using my choicest words and they signaled to move on to the next spot. Rajendra Giri was a picturesque knoll with profound greenery. As I mentioned that it is named after the First President Dr Rajendra Prasad, the First Lady completed my sentence and said “ also the Fourth President Shri Giri”. I nodded assent. Discretion is the best part of valour. We saw the place sitting in the car as the place is circumvented by motorable roads. The green view was indeed breathtaking.

We drove around the chhota chukker of about four miles and saw the Nature in its pristine glory. I narrated stories of wild life too. In good old days a morning walker would come across a tiger in the wild. The Human and the beast would just say good morning and part company. There were many stories about the Beauty and the Beast but I chose not to narrate them since their authenticity was in doubt.

Thus the short tour of the Pachmarhi came to an end. The Rashtrapati and the First Lady were happy indeed. They presented me their autographed photo in a silver frame next morning. I thanked them profusely.

The Centre had arranged a Puppet Show which the President visited. The commentary was in Hindi but the First Couple liked the show. It was the favourite show of Brig Mukand that the Puppet Centre at Lucknow had helped us A prepare. The Rashtrapati and the First Lady then had a quiet dinner and retired for the day.

OUR OWN OFFICERS MESS

Brigadier R.L Mullick,Director of Army Education told us that we should all have a relaxed dinner in our own officers mess. The day had gone off well and indeed it was time to let our hair down and relax. All India Radio had recorded a radio programme based on voices of active workers. We sat before the radio set at the appointed hour to tune in but the broadcaster defied us and belied our hopes. Brig Mullick consoled us saying that he would send us recorded tapes for our listening. We were consoled indeed.

It was time to make merry. We did not falter there. Merriment had no limits. It was a good enjoyment indeed. Relaxation after a hard day’s work was in perfect shape– a day that had gone off well. We called it a Day and went to our billets where the lady wives comforted us as best as they could.

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BACHCHAN MY GURU

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                 BACHCHAN SENIOR : MAN AND POET

                          By Brigadier Chitranjan Sawant,VSM

Mitti ka tan, Masti ka Mann, Kshan bhar jeevan – Mera Parichay” this is how Dr Harivansh Rai Bachchan described himself. In good old days in 1950, when I was a student of Allahabad University for graduation and lived in KPUC – a hostel named as Kayastha Pathshala University College, Dr Bachchan , a lecturer in the English Dept of the University took our seminar classes on the hostel premises. The association of the lecturer and a small group of seminar students was quite close, conversation quite frank and language used was conversational Hindi and English.

As stated it was a seminar of the English language learning where we could get our doubts removed and the lecturer did not mind stupidity of greenhorns who were teenagers. Never mind the English language seminar, students invariably insisted on listening to amorous lines of Madhushala, a masterpiece of Harivansh Rai ji. He never disappointed us.

The teacher and the taught were frank in mutual assessment. The man and the poet could never be separated from each other. We loved to be close to both. He was on the threshold of embarking on a journey to the United Kingdom to enroll as a research scholar in the Cambridge University to work on W B Yeats, the Poet of Ireland. Many scholars in India doubted the sagacity of our teacher in doing research on an Irish poet, not heard of in the portals of our alma mater. Nevertheless, Bachchan ji had made up his mind and did not wish to deviate.

BACHCHAN THE MAN

Harivansh Rai Shrivastava was Bachchan Ji’s real name. Reputed to be a man from Allahabad, now Prayagraj, he was born in a village, Babu Ki Patti, district Pratapgarh, United Provinces on 27th November 1907. Pratap Narain Shrivastava was his father and Saraswati Devi his mother. He received his education in the normal way but failed in the High School because of his amorous activities devoting more time than desired to courting a nubile girl he could not take to nuptial vedi. Meanwhile his elders fixed his marriage with a 14 year old girl, Shyama, when Harivansh Rai Ji was 19. They loved each other but she died of TB that she had contracted from her mother. Our Poet was saddened beyond description and lived like a recluse for many years.

Of course, He had quite a few extra-marital relationships every now and then. He chose not to hide them and described them in detail in his writings, specially the autobiography. He wrote with aplomb about sexual escapades of his near ancestors because he found them quite natural. On losing his first wife, Shyama, he wrote a touching piece ,”Kya Bhooloon Kya Yaad Karun”,thought he would spend the rest of his life as a forlorn widower. The marriage with Shyama lasted a decade but the couple was childless. A dramatic change came into the poet’s life after he met TEJI SURI, a young lively Punjabi girl fond of dramatics and acting in Bachchan’s Hindi version of Shakespearean plays frequently. The two tied the nuptial knot despite opposition from Harivansh’s kith and kin. He wrote the next volume of his autobiography named “ NEED KA NIRMAN PHIR.”

It would be appropriate to mention some of the poet’s amorous flings in and around the household before doing the Saat Phere with Miss Teji Suri. The nubile girls or women in early age who have had the pleasure of sharing bed or locking lips with Harivansh Rai Bachchan were quite a few. Some relationships may be mentioned here. Champa was deeply sexually involved with Harivansh Rai and even conceived a baby. She was widow of a close friend of his, Karkal. Champa was taken away to Haridwar by her mother to keep the relationship under wrap. There is no authenticity about the developments thereafter.

 Another woman he loved and lost was Prakashvati or Prakasho, wife of Yashpal, a close friend of the freedom fighter, Sardar Bhagat Singh Ji. Not much light was thrown on this escapade since the great freedom fighter was remotely related and chronicle writers went silent on further developments.

BACHCHAN THE POET

Teji Suri is a lovely girl quite apart. It was at a common friend’s house that Harivansh and Teji were introduced to each other. At the insistence of common friends, Harivansh Ji agreed to recite a poem of his and became quite emotional. Eye witness account emphasizes that Teji became more emotional and tears rolled down her cheeks, She kept on looking at Harivansh Rai and the seed of love germinated in both hearts. Indeed it was the beginning of their love life and continued until their Vivah sanskar. It would be appropriate to write a few lines of the relevant poem that  generated Love between the two hearts. The poem runs thus:

                      “ Kya karoon Samvedana lekar tumhari ?

                        Kya Karoon?

                       Main dukhi jab jab hua, samvedana tumne dikhayee,

                       Main kritagya hua hamesha, riti donon ne nibhayee

                        Kintu is aabhar ka ab ho utha hai bojh bhari,

                       Kya karoon samvedana lekar tumahri ?

                       Kya Karoon?

                      Ek bhi uchhvas mera

                     Ho saka kis din tumhara?

                     Us nayan se bah saki kab

                     Is nayan ki ashru dhara?

                     Satya ko moondein rahegi

                      Shabd ki kab tak pitari?

                     Kya karoon samvedana lekar tumhari?

                       Kya karun? “

One finds a deep philosophy of life in many poems of our Poet. One is really convinced that Past is Past. Grieve Not on what you have lost. Forget the Past and look forward to Future. A man must make his life worth living by living in the Present and invest in making the Future livable. That is how a Man lives Life, a Man loves Life. Life is worth living beautifully. One cannot but recall the Poet’s line on the subject and they run thus:

               Jo beet gavi so baat gayi

            Jeevan mein ek sitara tha

           Mana who behad pyara tha

                                                                    Woh doob gaya so doob gaya

Amber ke aanan ko dekho

Kitne uske tare tute

Kitne uske pyare chhoote

Jo chhoot gaye phir kahan mile

Per bolo toote taron per

Kab Amber shok manata hai?

                                                               Jo beet gayi so baat gayi.

The two other volumes of Bachchan’s autobiography were named : Basere se Door and Dash dwar se Sopan tak. In the 50 years plus that Harivansh Rai Bachchan ji did active and meaningful writing, he published 24 Treasury of Poems, Four autobiographies, 29 collections of essays and sundry writings.

Of course, MADHUSHALA remains evergreen and ever shining. He wrote it in 1935, followed by Madhubala in 1936 and Madhukalash in 1937.

It would be worthwhile mentioning that Dr Harivansh Rai Bachchan remained a teetotaler throughout his life. When questioned how could  he write on wine and women so beautifully well, he answered that since he comes of a KAYASTH family, he knows that his ancestors loved wine and drank so much that Wine flows in his veins too. He was full of life till he breathed his last on 18th January 2003 at the ripe age of 95 years. Indeed the nagging doubt remained till his last breath what would happen beyond Madhushala. He expressed it beautifully well:

       “ ISS PAAR PRIYE MADHU HAI TUM HO, USPAR NA JAANE KYA HOGA? “

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SULTANA DAKOO A LEGEND IN LIFETIME

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SULTANA DAKOO A LEGEND IN LIFETIME
By Brigadier Chitranjan Sawant,VSM
I am 86 years old now but I had heard of Sultana Dakoo in my childhood. A non-Hindu by faith, he considered himself a descendant of Maharana Pratap. No wonder he named his horse Chetak. He wished to get rid of the British overlordship and make India a free country. Some writers called him the Robin Hood of India because he robbed the rich and benefitted the poor.
The young Sultan was born in a poor family in village Harthala, district Moradabad. Stole an egg in childhood and went on to become a robber in youth and a headache to the British Raj until he was hanged in the Agra jail after being found guilty of murdering a village Mukhiya by the Sessions Court in Nainital.
Sultana caused such a severe headache to the British government in India that they were forced to invite a daredevil British Police officer from England to capture the Indian Robin Hood in which the said officer named Frederic Young was a grand success. However, Mr Young was so impressed with the exploits of Sultana that he promised to adopt and bring up his son after the dacoit king was hanged till death. Sultana’s son was educated by Young in England and stepped up to be an ICS officer, a backbone of the British Empire in India.
Sultana robbed the rich to pay the poor. He became a living legend. An old Snatak of the Gurukul Kangri told me in the centenary year of the august institution of Swami Shraddhanand Maharaj that once Sultana came to rob the myriad number of guests of Gurukul but was moved by the story of its founding and aim to make Humans of uneducated by imparting Vedic education that he gave an appreciable sum of money to the Gurukul in donation.
There are myriad stories of Sultana spending lavishly from his loot of the British treasury on the weddings of girls of poor families of all faiths. He spent money out of his own pocket on the education of poor children. He realized that it was his family’s poverty that stood in the way of young Sultan going to school for good education. He realized in the heart of his hearts that had he received good education he would have tread a separate path away from dacoity.
There was an old abandoned fort in the jungles near Najibabad that he used to store the loot money safely. The abandoned semi-dilapidated fortress of olden days put the fear of jungle in the hearts of policemen of the Empire and they kept away from the loot treasure of Sultana dakoo. Of course, the money so accumulated by him was well used for philanthropic activities.
Jim Corbett, the famous wild life hunter and later conservationist was so impressed with the exploits of Sultana Dakoo that he devoted a separate chapter on him in his book on India.
What surprises many thinkers and writers is the fact that those who came to scoff, remained to pray. Young and Corbett belonged to that band of admirers. As mentioned earlier the famous British Police officers who was instrumental in having Sultana arrested and hanged had promised to him to adopt his son, give him his name, send him to England for higher education and get him settled well in life. Young kept his word. Sultana’s soul must be thanking him for this act of human kindness.
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VEDA A HUMAN HERITAGE.

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VEDA AS GLOBAL HERITAGE: SCIENTIFIC PERSPECTIVES
By Brigadier Chitranjan Sawant,VSM
It is indeed my proud privilege to speak and write on a subject that has been dearest to my heart and mind since I crossed portals of the Allahabad University, my alma mater in 1950. Born in an Arya family that had been associated with the Arya Samaj since World War I, I had heard of Vedas and remembered a few mantras by heart since early childhood. As a teenager, I studied the Satyarth Prakash, magnum opus of Swami Dayanand Saraswati and took to understanding and meditating on the Veda mantras as a duck takes to water. On joining the Arya Samaj, Katra in Allahabad, I found a world of opportunities opening to me in the realm of the Veda. I did not look back thereafter.
Allow me to say in Hindi, dealing with the import of the title of this essay given above, thus:
Veda ek shashwat parampara – vaigyanic paripekshya mein
In other words the knowledge gained from the divine revelation, Veda, is a continuous process influencing generation after generation in all nooks and corners of the globe. In my numerous travels abroad, I was pleasantly surprised to find an opening for propagation of Vedic Thought among myriad people immersed in the darkness of false beliefs, superstitions under the cloak of religion. Men and women of all ethnic and racial backgrounds were found immersed in superstitious beliefs despite their holding degrees in education from prestigious universities.
Birmingham, UK has a radio station quite popular among men and women of Indian origin now living in Great Britain. I used to recite Veda mantras and explain its import on the radio every morning around breakfast time. One elderly lady called after the broadcast and wished to see me as soon as possible. I invited her to the library of the Arya Samaj, Birminghan, my abode in UK. When she made an appearance, she was accompanied by a young woman who could pass as a teenager. The elderly lady, her mother, told the distressing tale of her newly married daughter being neglected by her husband who was enamoured of another woman, his colleague in office. I made discreet but incisive enquiry and found that the newly married couple rarely spent time together whereas the other woman had all the time in the office to enchant him.
The elderly mother begged of me to write a Veda mantra on a piece of paper and tie it in the daughter’s chunni so that under the mantra’s influence the bridegroom undergoes a transformation and becomes disenchanted with the office colleague. I advised them not to fall a prey to a superstitious belief but practise a mantra – SAMVAD. The bride and groom must spend more and more time together, have healthy sex and thus get closer to each other. Despite initial problems, the Samvad Mantra worked wonders and they started sleeping under the same roof leading to a happy ending. Moral of the story is that Veda influences one and all globally provided human beings are weaned away from false beliefs.
UNIVERSAL PRAYERS
Veda is for the entire Mankind irrespective of the region, religion, race they come from. Veda makes all men and women beneficiaries of its Gyan and the prayers enshrined therein are universal in character. Just take a look at this prayer:
Sarve Bhavantu Sukhinah, Sarve Santu Niramayah
Sarve Bhadrani Pashyantu, Ma Kashchid Dukh Bhagbhavetu
The above prayer is Universal and is chanted for one and all. There are numerous mantras that refer to universality of the Veda, inclusiveness of the Veda and Wellness mantras encompassing entire humanity. Veda is all pervasive, transcends barriers of Time and Space.
Maharishi Swami Dayanand Saraswati, founder of the Arya Samaj and a great exponent of the Vedic Thought wrote that the Veda was revealed by the Almighty to the Rishis at the beginning of the SHRISHTI for guidance of Mankind sans discrimination of any sort. Thus the beneficiary of the Veda is entire Mankind globally. It is a Parampara or a tradition handed down from generation to generation. Man in general is the inheritor of the Veda.
Is there a gender bias in worship? No certainly not. Is ISHWAR or the Almighty a male or a female? Well, there is no such gender bias. HE is referred to as both Father and Mother. The mantra Is:
Tvam Hi Nah Pita Vaso Tvam Mata shatkrato Babhuvith
Aghate sumnimahe.
HE is both a mother and a father. As a father he provides us with wherewithal to bring us up, as a Mother, He performs myriad chores for upbringing of children – the mankind.
In the Vedic Dharma, when a VIVAH is solemnised, and the last step of the Saptpadi is taken, both the bride and the groom say in unison “We are SAKHA now –friends”. May I draw your attention to the basis of friendship – EQUALITY. Unequal fellows will never be friends.
VEDA BEYOND BHARAT
Veda is Universal. One cannot say that Veda is more popular in Germany than in India. It is a myth to say so. Max Mueller was indeed a student and a teacher of the Veda but could never travel to Bharat to meet Vaidik Vidwan here. When he was young, he had no money to defray expenses of travel and when he had earned enough money, he was too old to travel. Nevertheless Max Mueller had advised the prospective officers of the Indian Civil Service in his talks entitled “ India: What Can It teach Us” to understand and feel the soul of India through Sanskrit and the Veda. Unfortunately, being a German by birth, he could never become Head of the Department of Sanskrit and Vedic Studies in the University of Oxford. The post was reserved for an Englishman only, as some say in our land here “for the janmana Brahmin, not a Karmana one.”
Veda is indeed a global heritage and one may dwell on the scientific perspectives too, but the basic question is why it is not taken on a large scale voluntarily like one takes to Information Technology. The answer lies, perhaps, in the fact that where does a graduate of Vedic Thought get a good job with a lot of money to rake in? The post graduation employment puts a question mark. On the other hand, a graduate in Information Technology has vast openings before him or her. There is no doubt that Veda as Global Heritage has glamour but little source of sustenance. On the other hand a graduate of Information Technology has ample openings to fend for himself or herself. Of course, a serious promoter of Vedic Studies cannot but look into this aspect of our world heritage.
Scientific temper is aplenty in the Veda. To hit the nail on the head, one may say that the Veda does not believe in Miracles, leave aside promoting it. What is a miracle? A happening that breaks all laws of Nature and yet Happens is called a miracle. Veda promotes scientific knowledge and, therefore, promoting a miracle will indeed be a contradiction in thought and action. Veda may be seen in scientific perspective as it stands by Nature and its laws.
In the modern times, the Veda promotes Paryavaran or natural environment as much as it did in days of yore. A firm belief in precept and practice of Vedic Thought means that the Man gels with Nature. Mankind yearns to have the same PEACE or SHANTI that various elements of Nature possess. Let us chant the SHANTI PATH to buttress the belief that Man has a keen desire to gel with Nature.
AUM daiv shanti prithvi shanti,rapah shanti, roshadhayah shanti vanaspatyah shantih vishwedevah shanti brahm shanti sarvam shanti shantirev shanti samah shantiredhi. AUM shantih shantih shantih.
O Param Pita Parmatma! The Peace that exists in the multi spheres of the pristine Nature, let me have the same peace in my life.
Once you and I have internal Peace, peace of mind, body and soul, what else do we need thereafter!
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