M.S. Subbalakshmi's rendition of Annamayya keertana, its lyrics and meaning.
For lyrics and meaning, visit: This site.
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Shankara nada sharira para - Song, lyric, meaning
Sankaraa naadha shareeraa paraa
veda vihaaraharaa jeeveshwara (2 times)
[Sankara! O wonderful embodied form of the unmanifest cosmic vibration, Om! (you are the universe). Hara(Shiva), You are the very abode of the sacred Vedas, and the Lord of all life forms.]
Praanamu neevani gaaname needani
praaname gaanamani
mouna vichakshana dhyana vilakshana
raagame yogamani (2 times)
[You are the life on earth. Songs are Your creation. Life is like a song. Silent introspection enlightens us to the truth that singing divine songs is a way to reach the higher spiritual elevation.]
Naadhopaasana chesina vaadanu
nee vaadanu nenaithe (2 times)
[I will sing Your glories forever, I would like to be called Your faithful servant.]
Dhikkarendajita himagirinda sita
kantha ra neelakanta raa
kshudhrulerugani rudraveena
nirnidhra gaanamidi avatarinchara vini tarinchara (Sankaraa)
[O Lord Sankara, the lord of all directions, the one who resides on the lofty peaks of the Himalayas! O Lord, who is handsome because of a beautiful Blue coloured throat (because he swallowed the most dangerous poison to save this universe)! My song is like the eternal music from Rudraveena about which demons would not know, please come here, listen and enjoy the song.]
Merise merupulu murise pedavula
chiru chiru navvulu kavolu
urimey urumulu sari sari natanala
siri siri muvvalu kavolu
[The dazzling lightning is, perhaps the smile of response (of my praise) on Your lips. The roaring thunders are perhaps the chimes from Your golden anklets while You dance in tune (to my song).]
Paravashaana sira suvuganga
dharaku jaarenaa shiva gangaa (2 times)
Naa gaanala harinu munugangaa
Aananda vrishtine tadavangaa
[Mesmerized by my song, You nodded Your head blissfully, and the holy river Ganga, bound in Your dreadlocks slipped to Your forehead (and therefore onto the Earth, in the form of torrent). While You were immersing yourself in my song, I soaked in the happy rain (your blessings) which showered onto the Earth.]
Acknowledgements to C Sri Vidya Rajagopalan here. And some commentors at the Youtube video -source link now broken- (rchitela, AVailan).
Movie Name : Sankarabharanam
Singer (S) : SP Balasubhramanyam
Lyricist : Veturi Sundara Rama Murthy
Music Composer: KV Mahadevan
Director : K Vishwanath
Friday, May 6, 2011
Perseverance and hard work
Bhadra is the son of Mount Meru and Menaka. Bhadra was born after long penances by his parents, with the boon of Brahma. He was a great devotee of Sri Maha Vishnu.
In Tretayuga, Sri Rama was in search of Sita devi along with Lakshmana. His search in Dandakaranya brought him to the current geographical location called Bhadrachalam. Bhadra saw Rama, and was overjoyed. He approaches Sri Rama, and asks Him to be seated on him along with Sita devi, so that others can benefit by visiting this place.
Rama agrees, but tells him that He is in search of Sita devi and He would return later accompanied by Sita devi to fulfill his wish. Overjoyed, Bhadra sought blessings of Sri Rama. As it turned out, Sri Rama goes to Lanka, kills Ravana, rescues Sita devi, but does not stop at Bhadrachalam on His way to Ayodhya.
Bhadra awaits the fulfillment of his boon. Time passes, and lord Sri Rama returns to His celestial abode, Vaikuntham. Aghast that the lord did not keep up His promise, he undertakes penances to please Lord Vishnu. Years turn into eons, and yugas. Dwapara yuga comes and passes, Kali yuga sets in. Bhadra remains steadfast in his arduous resolve to have his boon fulfilled.
It is due to this perseverance, steadfastness and devotion that Sri Maha Vishnu takes form of Sri Vaikuntha Rama along with Lakshmi devi in the form of Sita devi, and Adi Seshu, in the form of Lakshmana to fulfill Bhadra's boon. This is why Bhadrachalam is a pious site, and visiting this place removes all sins (Hindi and Telugu : paaps). For that reason, the mountains surrounding Bhadrachalam are called the Paapikonda Range, where people have been able to get rid of their paapas.
Moral of the story is this : just attaining the boon from the lord was not enough for Bhadra. He has put in a lot of years of effort in order for his boon to be fulfilled. Things only happen to deserving people, and they do not happen until one proves himself to be deserving what he is getting.
In Tretayuga, Sri Rama was in search of Sita devi along with Lakshmana. His search in Dandakaranya brought him to the current geographical location called Bhadrachalam. Bhadra saw Rama, and was overjoyed. He approaches Sri Rama, and asks Him to be seated on him along with Sita devi, so that others can benefit by visiting this place.
Rama agrees, but tells him that He is in search of Sita devi and He would return later accompanied by Sita devi to fulfill his wish. Overjoyed, Bhadra sought blessings of Sri Rama. As it turned out, Sri Rama goes to Lanka, kills Ravana, rescues Sita devi, but does not stop at Bhadrachalam on His way to Ayodhya.
Bhadra awaits the fulfillment of his boon. Time passes, and lord Sri Rama returns to His celestial abode, Vaikuntham. Aghast that the lord did not keep up His promise, he undertakes penances to please Lord Vishnu. Years turn into eons, and yugas. Dwapara yuga comes and passes, Kali yuga sets in. Bhadra remains steadfast in his arduous resolve to have his boon fulfilled.
It is due to this perseverance, steadfastness and devotion that Sri Maha Vishnu takes form of Sri Vaikuntha Rama along with Lakshmi devi in the form of Sita devi, and Adi Seshu, in the form of Lakshmana to fulfill Bhadra's boon. This is why Bhadrachalam is a pious site, and visiting this place removes all sins (Hindi and Telugu : paaps). For that reason, the mountains surrounding Bhadrachalam are called the Paapikonda Range, where people have been able to get rid of their paapas.
Moral of the story is this : just attaining the boon from the lord was not enough for Bhadra. He has put in a lot of years of effort in order for his boon to be fulfilled. Things only happen to deserving people, and they do not happen until one proves himself to be deserving what he is getting.
Friday, August 20, 2010
If - Rudyard Kipling
IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
source
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Masters Of War - Bob Dylan
Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain
You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins
How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead
Acknowledgements : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h2mabTnMHe8
Friday, December 25, 2009
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