40 - Sugriva - The one with a beautiful neck

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The name SUGRIVA in Ram Charit Manas refers to "The one with a beautiful neck". This much most of you know.

How does the "neck" fit into the picture of the Ramayan has been haunting many scholars for a long while.

The prefix "Su" in hindi means Shubh, Beautiful, good, etc. "Griva" means neck, galaa, kanth...probably in Sanskrit.

In Valmiki Ramayan Sugriva is sometimes replaced by Sukanth. 
Tab sukanth Hanuman bulaye, bole bachan madhur musakaye
Ram kaj aru mor nihora, pathavahun mein tum kahen sab ora ||
Sugriva calls Hanuman Ji and in a happy and joyous mood requests/commands him and other Bandar Bhaaloos to go to every part of the world to look for Mata Sita. (Kishkindha Kand)

Ram Ji represents, among many other things, Gyan (knowledge) or Gyani - which normally resides in the head.
Mata Sita represents, among many other things, Bhakti (dedication) & Shanti (peace) - which normally resides in the Hriday, heart.

A gyani without bhakti is restless. Shri Ram (gyani) is very disturbed and troubled in Dandak Ban -
He Khag Mrig He Madhukar Shreni, Tum Dekhi Sita Mrig Naini ? Asking animals and plants if they had seen the beautiful eyed Sita ! Even confuses Mata Sati !

Shri Ram (gyan - in the head) is looking for Sita Ma (Shanti - in the heart). For gyan from the head to travel to the heart, there is no other way than to go via the neck.

That is why Mata Shabri requests Ram Ji to find and befriend Sugriva, he will help you to meet Sita Ma.
पंपा सरहि जाहु रघुराई। तहँ होइहि सुग्रीव मिताई।

The neck is the only route possible from the head to the heart ! Of course, there is a very beautiful spiritual meaning behind this - most of you know that already, so we won't bore you with it.


This was part of a small discussion we had in our Satsangh group recently....hope you like some parts of it.

Please ignore my ignorance and build on whatever seems of any use to you.

Muskaraate Raho

39 - Shri Ram Stuti - Vando Charan Kamal Raghu Nandan

श्री रामचंद्र जी की स्तुति

वन्दौ चरण कमल रघुनन्दन ||

जिनकी कृपा सकल सुख सम्पति,
पद पावन भक्तन उर चन्दन || वन्दौ चरण ……

अवधपुरी प्रभु नित्य विराजत,
जनक सुता युत्त दुष्ट निकन्दन || वन्दौ चरण ……

तीन ताप अरु जनम मरन भय,
दूर करत क्षण मे जन रंजन || वन्दौ चरण ……

मिश्र नवत चर्णन मे भगवन,
कृपा करहुं सेवक भव भंजन || वन्दौ चरण ……



Vandao Charan Kamal Raghu Nandan

Jinki Ki Kripa Sakal Sukh Sampati
Pad Paawan Bhaktan Ur Chandan…. Vandao Charan

Awadh Puri Prabhu Nitye Viraajat
Janak Suta Yutt Dusht Nikandan…. Vandao Charan

Teen Taap Aru Janam Maran Bhaye
Door Karat Kshan Mein Jan Ranjan…. Vandao Charan

Mishra Nawat Charnan Mein Bhagwan
Kripa Karahu Sewak Bhao Bhanjan…. Vandao Charan


Attempted Translation


Vandao (Vandana, pranaam) Charan Kamal (Kamal jaise sundar pag) Raghu Nandan (Shri Ram)

Hum Shri Ram Prabhu ki Kamal Jaise sundar, komal charno ki vandana, pranaam karte hay.
Woh kamal jo taalaab ki gandhagi se upar uth kar apne aap ko aisa khilaata hay ki aas paas ki watavaran ko shudh aur nirmal kar deta hay, khushiyaan bikher deta hay. He Prabhu ! Hum ko bhi Kamal ki tarah banaane ki prerana dijiye.

Jinki Ki Kripa (Aap ki Kripa se) Sakal Sukh Sampati (Jiwan ke sabhi sukh sampati) Pad (charan) Paawan (Pavitra) Bhaktan Ur (Hriday) Chandan…. Vandao Charan

Hamaari saari sampati (gaardi, bangla, paisa, pariwaar, dost) aap ke hi kripa aur aasheervaad ka Prasad hay. Aap ke paawan pavitra charno mein mun lagaane se bhakton ka hriday ka dukh-dard mit jaata hay, jaise chandan ke lep se deh ki jalan, khujlahat door ho jaati hay. (That is why you see chandan put on babies heads after mundan, also seen when heads shaved during funeral rites)

Awadh Puri (Hriday) Prabhu Nitye (all the time) Viraajat (present)
Janak Suta (Maa Sita, Bhakti) Yutt (saathi) Dusht (Vikaar) Nikandan (naash) (…. Vandao Charan

Awadh Puri yahan hriday ka prateek (symbol) hay. Mata Sita bhakti ka prateek hay. Jin bhakton ke hriday mein Aap hamesha vaas karte ho (jo tumhe hamesha yaad karte hay) un ke hriday se Kaam, Krodh, Lobh aadi vikaaron ka Aap naash kar dete hay. He Prabhu ! Hum prathana karte hay ki hamare vikaaron ka bhi vinaash kijiye.

Teen Taap (Adhyatmik, Dayvik, Bhowtik) Aru Janam Maran Bhaye
(I could not find any reference or meaning for this line. If anyone could kindly assist please !)
Door Karat Kshan Mein Jan (Sajjan) Ranjan (Dukh)…. Vandao Charan

Bhakto ke, sajjan, gyaniyo ke kasht ko, dukh ko ek kshan mein hi door kar dete ho, mita dete ho. He Prabhu ! Hamare ander ke dukh, daaridra, andhkaar ko bhi naash kijiye

Mishra (misri) Nawat (being offered) Charnan Mein Bhagwan
Kripa Karahu Sewak Bhao (Sansaarik Dukh) Bhanjan (End, Finish)…. Vandao Charan

Misri ke roop mein apne sar ko Aap ke charno mein chardha rahe hay, atma-samarpan (surrender) mein jhuka rahe hay. Hum Aap ke sewak hay, hum par kripa kijiye, daya kijiye, is bhao sagar ke aawa-gawan (life & death cycle) se chutkaara dilaayiye, mukti karaayiye.


Note:

अध्यात्मिक Adhyaatmik – Spiritual, aatma se sambandhit
दैविक  Dayvik – Divinely, Devta sambandhit 
भौतिक Bhowtik – Sansaarik, material. भौतिक सुख सुविधा – Creature comforts, personal comfort


Please ignore my ignorance and build on whatever seems of any use to you.

Muskaraate Raho

38 - CHACHUNDAR - The Myth Busted !

CHACHUNDAR - The Myth Busted !

 

We have grown up hearing this word being used as a derogatory term for a female. Our research has uncovered some interesting facts - you may be pleasantly surprised.

 

Chachundar is actually a furry Rat (or Rodent) - very similar to a Genus Suncus (a very rare picture found in the archives is attached for your visual pleasure !)

 

In ancient Indian folk stories the Chachundar was a spikey rat, somewhat like an Echidna, with sharp needle-like fur coating. Rats are a staple diet of snakes. Shambhu Ji ke gale mein jo Shesh Ji hay, wo hamesha Ganesh Ji ke sawaari (moose) ko dekhte rahte hay, man hi man lalchaa rahe hay !

 

When a snake swallows (they do not chew) the Chachundar it goes somewhat inside the snake's mouth, gets angry, then expands it's sharp fur. The needle-like fur gets entangled in the snakes stomach. It can neither swallow any further or spit it out - it is just stuck there. This is beyond the control of the snake. This causes the snake great pain and discomfort. Eventually they both die in this entangled position.

 

How did this get into the Indian vocabulary ?

 

Traditionally, the macho man has been the invincible hero of the family unit. (Although the tradition is being broken somewhat too fast for some people's liking ! - many families, nowdays, have the female as the "real" head, the humble "man" is just the figurehead).

 

The macho man has been somewhat "allowed" to behave like a monkey, it has been tradionally acceptable for the male to have affairs and have multiple mistressses. This has been the case in most cultures. As long as the faithful "Sati Savitri" female of the house is pure, and free of any wrong-doings, the family unit is able to survive.

 

When the female of the family (Chachundar) does not listen to the husband (Snake), has an affair or relations outside the marriage, or does things that bring disrepute to the family, the "Macho Man" becomes uncomfortable and his image is on shaky ground. The relationship weakens and finally breaks up the family unit. They both lose out.

 

He is unable to leave her nor able to live with her for the fear of being ridiculed by the society.

 

"Chachundar Pan" is described as the uneasy, discomfort, desolate and forlorn feeling experienced by the man.

 

Muskuraate Raho

37 - Bakre Ka Balidaan

Bakre Ka Balidaan

There are references of Balidaan in Hindi scriptures, involving goats, horses etc.
Balidaan means sacrifice, give up, let go, tyaag.

The humle Bakra (goat) has been the animal of choice as offering of sacrifice to the demigods. Later chicken (Murga) and other animals were slaughtered.

Goat is the symbol of Abhimaan, Ahankaar, Ghamand.

When the Vedas & Puraans refer to “Bakre ka Balidaan” they mean apne Abhimaan, Ahankaar, Ghamand ka tyaag (balidaan) karo. Apne ander jo kaalima (evil thoughts) ko nikaalo.

If the word is broken up, Bali Daan, then it means donate or offer blood. This does not seem to be the intended meaning in the scriptures. How can one achieve happiness, anand, eternal bliss by killing another living soul ? One, however, can be very happy and enjoy life if one is able to control their ego, pride, Abhimaan, Ahankaar, Ghamand !!!

A bit of light reading for those wanting a bit more related info…..

Balkand Doha 65 (Ram Charit Manas)

समाचार सब संकर पाए। बीरभद्रु करि कोप पठाए।।1
Samachaar sab Shankar paaye, Veerbhadru kari kop pathaaye.
जग्य बिधंस जाइ तिन्ह कीन्हा। सकल सुरन्ह बिधिवत फलु दीन्हा।।2
Yagya bidhans jaayi tinh keenha, Sakal Suranh Bidhiwat phalu deenha.
भे जगबिदित दच्छ गति सोई। जसि कछु संभु बिमुख कै होई।।3
Bhe Jag vidit Daksha gati soi, Jasi kachu Sambhu Bimukh ke hoi.
यह इतिहास सकल जग जानी। ताते मैं संछेप बखानी।।4
Yah itihaas sakal jag jaani, Tate may sanchep bakhaani.

Sati Mata Prajapati Daksha ke yagya mein apna praan tyaag deti hay. Is samachaar (news) ko jab Shiv Ji ne suna to unhe bahut krodh (gussa) aaya. Usi krodh se Veer Bharda payda huwe, jinho ne jaa kar yagye ko bhang kiya, aur waha jitne log the sabhi ko dand diya. Daksha ki wahi gati huwi jo  ek Ahankaari (Prabhu se uncha maanane waale) ki hoti hay. Yeh katha to sabhi log jaante hay isi liye Tulsidaas Ji kahte hay ki yaha par kewal sanchep (briefly) mein batat hu.

Puri katha ko Bhagwat Puraan ya Mahabharat ki kathaao mein sunane ko milta hay.

Rishi Bhrigu, jo yagya kara raha tha, Veer Bhadra ne un ki daadhi (beard) morch (moustache) ukhaad diye. Inhi dardhi morch ko hila hila kar Shive Ji ki hansi khilli kit hi.
Bhag Deo ki aankhe (eyes) ford di. Ye ankhe matka matka kar Daksha ko uksa (encourage, entice) kar raha tha ki Shiv Ji ki hansi karaaye.
Pusha ke daant (teeth) ukhaard diye. Jab Daksha Shiv Ji ki ninda kar raha tha to ye “batteesi” nikaal kar hans (laugh) raha tha.
Prajapati Daksha ko gira kar, badi mushkil se, unki gala (neck) kaat kar sir (head) ko alag kiya – use maar daala.
Mata Prasuti (Daksha’s wife) ne Shiv ji se vinay vandana ki apne pati ko kshama karne ke liye, to Shive Ji ne ek Bakra ka sir kaat kar Daksha ko laga diya, unhe zinda kar diye. Daksha Abhimaan, Ahankaar, Ghamand ka prateek hay. Apne aage kisi ko nahi maanta, apne ko sab se bada maanta hay, aur kisi ki chalne nahi deta.


Guru Jan Ki Jay Ho !
Muskuraate Raho !Most elderly people would remember functions where animals were sacrificed. This is not limited to the Hindu culture. There is the sacrificial lamb in Christianity. There is Bakra-Eid and Qurbaani in Islam.

36 - The Divorce

Something I received in an email........

To those who are married, .. Not married .. and soon to be married

MARRIAGE

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce.. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce.
She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions... She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully..
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time.. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.
At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank, blah..blah..blah. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage.

35 - Us Ko Nahi Dekha Hamne Kabhi

Whenever this lovely, heart-touching song plays on the airwaves, every loving child remembers their beautiful Mum !


Us ko nahi dekha hamne kabhi, Par isaki zaroorat kya hogi
Ay maan, Ay maan teri soorat se alag
Bhagwaan ki soorat kya hogee, kya hogi
Us ko nahi dekha hamne kabhi...
Inasaan to kya devata bhi, aanchal mein pale tere
Hai swarg isi duniya mein, kadamon ke tale tere
Mamata hi lutaaye jisake nayan, hoooo...
Mamata hi lutaaye jisake nayan, aisi koi moorat kya hogi
Ay maan, ay maan teri soorat se alag…..
Kyon dhoop jalaaye dukhon ki, kyon gam ki ghata barase
Ye haath duaaon waale rahate hain sada sar pe
Tu hai to andhere path mein hamein, hooo...
Tu hai to andhere path mein hamein, sooraj ki zaroorat kya hogi
Ay maan, ay maan teri soorat se alag…..
Kahate hain teri shaan mein jo koi oonche bol nahi
Bhagwaan ke paas bhi maata tere pyaar ka mol nahi
Ham to yahi jaane tujhase badee, hooo...
Ham to yahi jaane tujhase badi sansaar ki daulat kya hogi
Ay maan, ay maan teri soorat se alag…..

Film Daadi Maa 1966


Attempted Translation Us ko nahi dekha hamne kabhi (kis ko nahi dekha ? Prabhu ko), Par isaki zaroorat kya hogi
Ay maan, Ay maan teri soorat se alag
Bhagwaan ki soorat kya hogee, kya hogi
Us ko nahi dekha hamne kabhi...

Hamne kabhi Prabhu ko nahi dekhe (some people may claim otherwise) magar he Maa! aap ki hamesha khili soorat dekh kar, muskuraahat dekh kar hame itna pyaar, sukh, anand milat hay ki chaahe  Prabhu mile ya na mile par itna zaroor jaanat hay ki Un ka chehra aap ke chehre se zaroor milat hoga !
Ghar mein paise nahi hoy, sauda nahi hoy par aap ki chehre par udaasi nahi dekhe ham ne. Saari pariwaar ko kush karti ho par apna dukh kisi ko nahi bataati !
Inasaan to kya devata bhi, aanchal mein pale tere
Hai swarg isi duniya mein, kadamon ke tale tere
Mamata hi lutaaye jisake nayan, hoooo...
Mamata hi lutaaye jisake nayan, aisi koi moorat kya hogi
Ay maan, ay maan teri soorat se alag…..
Teri aanchal itna vishaal hay ki insaan to kya Devta bhi samaa jaaye. Tere kadmon mein sar rakh kar jab ham soowat rahe to saare sansaar ka, swarg ka sukh mahsoos karat rahe.
Apni mamta, pyaar, sneh apne pariwaar par lutaati rahti ho. Naino se aansoo bahat rahe par mukh se muskaan na jaat hay. Aap pyaar ki moorat ho !


Kyon dhoop jalaaye dukhon ki, kyon gam ki ghata barase
Ye haath duaaon waale rahate hain
sada sar pe
Tu hai to andhere path mein hamein, hooo...
Tu hai to andhere path mein hamein, sooraj ki zaroorat kya hogi
Ay maan, ay maan teri soorat se alag…..

Dukho ki dhoop ham ko kaise jalaa sakegi ? Gam aur udaasi ki hawaa ham ko kaise sataa sakegi ? Aap to apne haatho se, duwaao ke aanchal se hame sambhaal rakha hay ! Aap ke paawan pavitra haath sada apne baccho aur pariwaar ke khushiyo ki bheekh maangte hay - apne liye kabhi kuch maanga hi nahi !
Aap ke praathna mein itni shakti hay, aap ke chehre ki muskuraahat mein itni roshni hay ki dukh aur ghabraahat ke andhere hame choo bhi na sakat hay. Saara jeewan unjaala hi unjaala lagat hay !

Kahate hain teri shaan mein jo koi oonche bol nahi
Bhagwaan ke paas bhi maata tere pyaar ka mol nahi
Ham to yahi jaane tujhase badee, hooo...
Ham to yahi jaane tujhase badi sansaar ki daulat kya hogi
Ay maan, ay maan teri soorat se alag…..

Agar koi aap ki taareef kare, badaai karna chaahe to koi aisa shabd ya bhasha nahi jo aap ki mamta ko vyekt kar sakat hay. He meri maiya ! Teri mamta, tera pyaar anmol hay. Agar Bhagwaan aap ke pyaar ke badle saare sansaar ka sukh, saare sansaar ki daulat bhi de, to har bhagyewaan santaan hamesha aap ke pyaar ko hi chunega.
Aap hame pakad kar, dabaa kar, hospital mein injection lagwaati thi - galati se ham samjhe ki aap hame pyaar nahi karat hay - baad mein jaane ki ye bhi aap ka pyaar hi tha - ki kahi aap ke baccho par koi beemaari na aaye !

Aap ko laakh laakh chummi !

HAPPY MOTHER's DAY TO ALL !!!
Muskuraate Raho !

34 - Witchdoctors, Priests Facing Rape Charges

 A news article in recent Fiji newspapers (attached below) should be of concern to all. This is not a problem for our Fiji, but it is an epidermic in all parts of the world, all cultures where people have less formal education. Fiji Indians (all over the world) are relatively well educated, yet our infatuation with Ojhas is second to none. That is a great concern.

Why would people go to a Ojha or to other people claiming to have superior powers of healing and claiming to have the ability to change your destiny ?

All religious scriptures are very clear - only YOU have the power to alter your destiny. Only YOU can make youself happy. If you are getting happiness from other sources then that period of happiness will be limited and short, after that you will feel unhappy again.

This is an excerpt from The Ramayan ....
दो0-जे परिहरि हरि हर चरन भजहिं भूतगन घोर।
तेहि कइ गति मोहि देउ बिधि जौं जननी मत मोर।।2/167।।

Je Parihari Hari Har Charan, Bhajahi Bhootgan Ghor
Tehi Kai Gati Mohi Deu Bidhi, Jo Janini mat mor !

Bharat ji ka gati par bichaar kare. Maata Kekei ne Praan-piyare bhai Ram, Mata Sita, Bhai Latchman ko bun bhej diya. Pita ji ka dehaant ho gaya. Ye sab kewal Bharat to Raja banane ke liye ! Sabhi log sandeh ki nazar se unhe dekhte hay ki kahi Bharat ka koi haath to nahi ?

Kaushalya mata ke gord mein ro raha hay, aansoo bah rahe hay, aur kahta hay ki he maa, jo kuch kutil Kekei ne kiya us mein mera koi haath nahi hay. Agar mera koi sambandh ho is shaadish mein, to Bidhi (Brahma) mujhe wo saza de, dand de, dukh de, jo un logo ko milta hay jo Prabhu (Hari Har) ko chord (parihari) kar Bhoot, Pisaach, Ojha mein biswaas karte hay !

Us pita ke maansik haalat (mental condition) kya hoga jo apni jawaan beti ko ek Ojha ke paas raat bhar chord de ?

Jo dukhi hote hay, bahut dino se bimaar hote hay, pariwaar mein jhagda jhanjhat hota ho, Pati-Patni mein bichord ho raha ho, Bacche baat nahi sun rahe ho - apni man maani kar rahe ho - aise deen, dukhi, besahare, tadapte log Ojha ke paas jaate hay. Jald hi parinaam chahte hay - quick fix !

THEY do not force us to go to them - we choose to go to them ! WE have to change !

Sukh mein Prabhu ko yaad karo, dukh mein Wahi aap ka sahara banega.

Apne pariwaar mein (Dada, Aja, Aji), gao (village) mein, Mandali mein - kisi gyani ke saath satsangh kar.  Apne baccho ke liye, naati, pooto ke liye samay nikaaliye - un ko achi achi kahani bataaiye !

Laugh Loudly ! Enjoy Life !

Muskuraate Raho !

Friday, April 15th, 2011 |

Fijian Witchdoctors, Priests Facing Rape Charges On The Rise

SUVA – A witch doctor is under police investigation for allegedly
raping a sick girl who was taken to him for healing by her parents.
Police said it was not the first such case that had happened, as some
witchdoctors and priests had been charged within the last month for
similar incidents.
The alleged incident happened at Cunningham Road in Suva last month
and the girl’s parents reported the matter to police.
Police spokesman Inspector Atunaisa Sokomuri said the witchdoctor told
the girl’s parents to leave her with him that day and to pick her up
the next day. “The girl’s parents left her with the witchdoctor and
went away,” he said.
Insp Sokomuri said when the girl’s parents returned for her the next
day, she complained to them that she was raped.
The matter was then reported to police.
“We want to remind people that there are medical doctors out there and
sick people should be taken to them for a check-up instead of a
witchdoctor,” Insp Sokomuri said.
“Police have received reports of other similar cases before and we
have charged a few people for rape.”
Insp Sokomuri said some witchdoctors and priests were charged within
the last month for allegedly raping girls on the pretext of healing
their sickness.
He said it was sad that people opted to go to a witchdoctor instead of
a medical doctor for a check-up and to have their sickness cured.