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Monday, June 6, 2011

Today is my mother's death anniversary

*भूप्रदक्षिण षट्केन काशीयात्रायुतेन वा।*
*सेतुस्नानशतैर्यच्च तत्फलं मातृवन्दनात्॥*
*bhūpradakṣiṇa ṣaṭkena kāśīyātrāyutena vā|*
*setusnānaśatairyacca tatphalaṁ mātṛvandanāt||*

ഭുപ്രദക്ഷിണഷട്ട്കേന കാശിയാത്രായുതേന വാ
*സേതുസ്നാനശതയ്ര്‍യച്ച തത്ഫലം മാതൃവന്ദനാത്*
*The punyas which one can gain by going around the entire earth in pradakshina, or by visiting the holy city of Kaashi ten thousand times, or by taking bath in the ramasethu ghatta thousands of times, can be easily earned by a person who will respectfully offers his pranams to his mother.*

*True, all philosophers of east and west, all followers of many "isms" and
theories, would find themselves stranded miles short when they venture to
define the phenomenon called mother. It is noble femininity at its
sublimest. Nothing in this world or in other places known or unknown can
find us a greater acquisition than our own mothers.. It is not without
thought that we compare our land with mother, the holy cow with mother, the
goddess with mother...but mother can be a standard for comparison for many
others things, but what is the yardstick for measuring the greatness of

Above matter contributed by Mr. K.N. Ramesh 
Blogger Harisankar said...
where was this photo taken?
June 6, 2011 11:40 PM
Blogger Harisankar said...
I have digitized photos most of my mothers family. from the time of her grandfather etc
June 6, 2011 11:41 PM
Blogger hvaidya said...
This photo was taken at Chola Sheraton Kokata on the eve of my son's marriage reception. My mother is toasting in style for the happiness of the couple with "Apple" juice.
June 7, 2011 8:17 AM
Anonymous Anonymous said...
Dear Sir Sri Vaithinathan Hariharan Your mother is a special woman and no one can take her place. A face that is always on your mind, a smile you have seen a million times. One last battle your mother could not fight. The day was long and then night then morning you knew that your mother soon would be gone. You clasped your mother's hand hand so warm in your hand realising soon it would be out of time. To stay with you your mother fought so hard, a million pieces went your heart, now a photo you look at to see your mother smile. You keep your mother's video that you watch to hear your mother's voice, this you do.... you have no choice. But great memories you will always keep with you, your love in your heart for eternity, you never got to say goodbye. With warm regards ravi
June 7, 2011 11:49 AM