Book Kratu

The first page of Kratu….The huge, insurmountable rock – standing majestic amidstthe spread of smaller ones – was the meeting ground ofthe divine and the profane for the local people. The elderlytalked about the legends centring around it, while the youngstersinscribed their names and the names of their failed loves on it.Unconcerned with the meanderings of human nature, a yogisat immobile on the rock by stopping his consciousness frombecoming many. Living only on air for years on the height, hewas now mere skin and bones; his clothes had tattered away longago, and his matted hair was used as a nest by small birds. Peopleof the area had not seen him come there and so they did not addhim in the local legends.The march of progress does not care for the secular or thesacred. It now demanded that the monolith be blasted awayto make space for fresh dreams. The team assigned to do thejob had drilled holes in that rock and had planted explosives tocomplete the inevitable.‘All ready, sir.’ cried the foreman of the team, asking for thegreen signal for the blast.The project manager thought of climbing up the rock tohave one last view of the surroundings from its top before it wassmothered into nothingness forever. However, its sheer steepnessdeterred him. He looked sadly at the majestic rock: ‘Millions ofyears of being going away in a twing!’Shaking his head vigorously, he drove the thought away. Hewas not paid to philosophize but to carry out orders.Looking around to make sure that all was safe, he gave thethumbs up with ‘Alfred Nobel ki Jai’, musing at the irony of AlfredNobel being the creator of major destructive power and also thebestower of the Nobel Peace prize. ‘Irony, thy name is power.’‘B-O-O-M!’ was the response from the splintering rock.One now became many; the individual degenerated into thecollective; the inert became mobile and the mobile went dead.Birds fell to the ground, animals went fl ying through the air,heavier trees were uprooted, lighter ones swayed wildly, androcks boomed all around. Energy, milked from the universe andpreserved in the dynamite stick, hoosh- ed back to its freedom,flattening everything that separated it from being one with theuniversal.The yogi on the rock was among those who faced the furyof the once-trapped. Unseen by anyone, he was thrown up intothe sky on a parabolic path. His indifference towards the worldhad come back as its cruelty towards him…….

Discourse on Sri Ramakrishna (Hindi) by Swami Samarpanananda

Kratu: A Walk through the idea world | Swami Samarpanananda

Kratu-ANovel by Samarpan releasing on 12th January 2021

Swami Samarpanananda

monk, writer, teacher

Author of:

1. Tiya — A Parrot’s Journey Home
2. Param
3. Junglezen Sheru
4. Pathik — Collection of Hindi poetry
5. Carving a Sky — A Perspective on Life
6. Living Hinduism
7. The World of Religions
8. The Hindu Way

वन्दना

( राग भैरवी )

हे दीन शरण,
प्रभु कलेश हरण।

हे पद्म नयन, चिरहास वादन
हे वेद वचन, प्रभु प्राण-पवन
हे प्रेम सघन, प्रभु ताप थमन
हे दीन शरण, प्रभु क्लेश हरण।

तव युगल चरण, प्रभु शीश नमन
थम पतन सघन, थम नीच गमन
हो हृदय गगन प्रभु नाम भजन
अविराम जपन, प्रभु रूप रमण।

हे दीन शरण
प्रभु कलेश हरण।

( रचनाकार : स्वामी समर्पणानन्द )
( गीत व संगीत : प्रदीप्ता चौधुरी )

Raja Yoga 27 | Pranayam | Swami Samarpanananda

Mahabharata (Bengali) ( 999 th Lecture)

Valmiki Ramayan 63 (Hindi) | The golden deer || Swami Samarpanananda April 23 2021

April 30 2021 Friday

Covid and Depression

Covid and Depression

* In spite of all our boast of evolution, we, human beings continue to have a lot in common with lower animals who live by their amygdala which is characterised by four emotions/functions of eating, mating, fighting and fear.

* This makes it obvious that our greatest enemy is fear, of which the fear of losing life or life capability is the worst. In Sanskrit, this is known as abhinivesha – the fear of losing one’s life. It is common to every living being.

* Covid has come as a double whammy that causes fear in us of losing our life, and the life of our dear ones. In addition, it carries the possibility of causing loss of health and also livelihood.

* Even when we are relatively safe with the help of isolation, masks and vaccination, the sheer loss of social interaction makes us feel lonely.

* What else remains to make us depressive? Covid has every arsenal in its armoury to destabilise our peace, prosperity and security.

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* However, when we take a step forward and look back at things, we realise that if a problem does not have a solution, then it is not a problem but a situation. And every situation has to be met head on.

* It is not only our fight against Covid, but also against our own mental daemons, of which depression is a prominent one.

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* Fighting depression and loneliness is not really that difficult.

* One major cause of loneliness and even depression is lack of proper engagement.

It can be countered by:

1. Taking up a hobby / creative pursuit / reading

2. Taking up some online course which may or may not be related to our profession

3. Writing a book / memoir. This may be meant for publication, or better still, for our own self-assessment.

4.  Sharing the work load of the family.

5. Devote time to prayer, listening to spiritual talks by masters

6. Talking over phone on topics other than Covid.

7. Catching up with relatives and friends on a regular basis.

8. Spending time together with our loved ones.

…. There is no end to finding ways to spend our time in a meaningful and dignified way.

Our forefathers had plenty of time, and they utilized it meaningfully. Why then we can’t do that?

The problem is not due to Covid, but because of our own mindset which has become too outgoing and materialistic.

It is time for a reality check.

Let us fight covid and also cleanse our own mind of stupor and mad rush for nothing.

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