Hinduism has natural beauty. It doesn't need marketing experts to sell its attractive values.
Religion should be a binding force for collective action and development not for vicious circle and destruction.
God is to bring one's attention to one particular subject.
Temple, pujas and rituals are source of livelihood provision for many and discipling the mind, body and soul of all visitors.
All reglious activities are down bottom community efforts to address local social problems evoking rituals and scriptures. In way it is a hidden pschological counselling happening for ages to uplift the spirits of people.
Hinduism is a hardcore liberal religion which reserves no punishment for its member class for any rule violation or for non obedience.
Hinduism rarely talks ill about other religions. Unfortunately some badly infected people are trying to spread the hatred virus among its followers. Forunately the clever Hindus rejected the social polarisation ideas.
Dr.A.Prabaharan's wisdom whispers and philosophical thoughts about global society captured in few lines
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Monday, July 10, 2006
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Monday, June 26, 2006
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Thorny rose
Lovely rose on the roadside
Standing alone at a height
Giving pose to every passer
Asking to throw their weight behind
Freely sending loads of love
Making all to feel
Cutely asking those eligible
To win her charm
Boldly nobody came for hours
Afraid of the thorns
Untellingly appears a man with hors
Crushing the flower without any noise.
Lovely rose on the roadside
Standing alone at a height
Giving pose to every passer
Asking to throw their weight behind
Freely sending loads of love
Making all to feel
Cutely asking those eligible
To win her charm
Boldly nobody came for hours
Afraid of the thorns
Untellingly appears a man with hors
Crushing the flower without any noise.
Still in the air
Minutes before you near me dear
Fragrance of love fills the air
What perfume do you use, I hear
Others are asking with fear.
Now every walked and passer
Is aware of your arrival
Any talk or chat in the town is around you
Beware of the crowd.
With ground touching hair
Your walk shakes every heart
With a magnetic look
You talk shatters any mood.
One hundred-fall life sick
By your one electrifying smile
Nobody knows who you are
Except me.
Word of your charm has spread
All over the earth
Surely there will be a stampede
On the streets to see you.
Purely thousands will assemble
Please refuse them a look
Rarely somebody can accept your nay
Forget the unlucky soul.
Minutes before you near me dear
Fragrance of love fills the air
What perfume do you use, I hear
Others are asking with fear.
Now every walked and passer
Is aware of your arrival
Any talk or chat in the town is around you
Beware of the crowd.
With ground touching hair
Your walk shakes every heart
With a magnetic look
You talk shatters any mood.
One hundred-fall life sick
By your one electrifying smile
Nobody knows who you are
Except me.
Word of your charm has spread
All over the earth
Surely there will be a stampede
On the streets to see you.
Purely thousands will assemble
Please refuse them a look
Rarely somebody can accept your nay
Forget the unlucky soul.
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Curing impossible
All it happened few months back
When our trains stopped to start
In that split seconds my feelings
Burst into flames of love
I know you too had the same
Can you tell me your sweet name?
What was lit during the train cross
Is now burning alive brightly
How can I take it lightly
When feelings are flying madly
Where do you go, I am anxious to know
There will I come to see you my love.
Waiting for you to come again
I am standing on the same station
Looking at the every passing train
Peeping in any passenger with pain
Will there be any dawn, I want to know
From the pitch darkness around me.
All it happened few months back
When our trains stopped to start
In that split seconds my feelings
Burst into flames of love
I know you too had the same
Can you tell me your sweet name?
What was lit during the train cross
Is now burning alive brightly
How can I take it lightly
When feelings are flying madly
Where do you go, I am anxious to know
There will I come to see you my love.
Waiting for you to come again
I am standing on the same station
Looking at the every passing train
Peeping in any passenger with pain
Will there be any dawn, I want to know
From the pitch darkness around me.
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
Wish you no knowledge
You are a mathematician, I know
But don't calculate your time with me
You are a statistician, I know
But don't reel out data of your days with me
I wish you don't know anything
Except love for me.
You are a doctor, I know
But why you failed to diagnose my love for you
You are an architect, I know
But why you didn't give a plan for our life
I wish you don't know anything
Except love for me.
You are pilot, I know
But why we are not flying together
You are a captain, I know
But why we are not sailing together
I wish you no don't know anyting
Except love for me
You are a mathematician, I know
But don't calculate your time with me
You are a statistician, I know
But don't reel out data of your days with me
I wish you don't know anything
Except love for me.
You are a doctor, I know
But why you failed to diagnose my love for you
You are an architect, I know
But why you didn't give a plan for our life
I wish you don't know anything
Except love for me.
You are pilot, I know
But why we are not flying together
You are a captain, I know
But why we are not sailing together
I wish you no don't know anyting
Except love for me
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