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Thursday, February 28, 2008

Red Marbles

I was at the corner grocery store buying some early potatoes.

I noticed a small boy, delicate of bone and feature, ragged but clean, hungrily apprizing a basket of freshly picked green peas.

I paid for my potatoes, but was also drawn to the display of fresh green peas.

I am a pushover for creamed peas and new potatoes. Pondering the peas, I couldn't help overhearing the conversation between Mr. Miller (the store owner) and the ragged boy next to me.

'Hello Barry, how are you today?'

'H'lo, Mr. Miller. Fine, thank ya. Jus' admirin' them peas. They sure look good.'

'They are good, Barry. How's your Ma?'

'Fine. Gittin' stronger alla' time.'

'Good. Anything I can help you with?'

'No, Sir. Jus' admirin' them peas.'
'Would you like take some home?' asked Mr. Miller.

'No, Sir. Got nuthin' to pay for 'em with.'

'Well, what have you to trade me for some of those peas?'

'All I got's my prize marble here.'

'Is that right? Let me see it' said Miller.

'Here 'tis. She's a dandy.'

'I can see that. Hmmmmm, only thing is this one is blue and I sort of go for red. Do you have a red one like this at home?' the store owner asked.

'Not exactly but almost.'

"Tell you what. Take this sack of peas home with you and next trip this way let me look at that red marble", Mr. Miller told the boy.

"Sure will. Thanks Mr. Miller."

Mrs. Miller, who had been standing nearby, came over to help me.

With a smile she said, 'There are two other boys like him in our community, all three are in very poor circumstances. Jim just loves to bargain with them for peas, apples, tomatoes, or whatever.

When they come back with their red marbles, and they always do, he decides he doesn't like red after all and he sends them home with a bag of produce for a green marble or an orange one, when they come on their next trip to the store.'

I left the store smiling to myself, impressed with this man.

A short time later I moved to Colorado , but I never forgot the story of this man, the boys, and their bartering for marbles.

Several years went by, each more rapid than the previous one.

Just recently I had occasion to visit some old friends in that Idaho community, and while there, I learned that Mr. Miller had died.

They were having his visitation that evening, and knowing my friends wanted to go, I agreed to accompany them.

Upon arrival at the mortuary, we fell into line to meet the relatives of the deceased, and to offer whatever words of comfort we could.

Ahead of us in line were three young men.

One was in an army uniform and the other two wore nice haircuts, dark suits and white shirts...all very professional looking.

They approached Mrs. Miller, standing composed and smiling by her husband's casket.

Each of the young men hugged her, kissed her on the cheek, spoke briefly with her and moved on to the casket.

Her misty light blue eyes followed them as, one by one, each young man stopped briefly and placed his own warm hand over the cold pale hand in the casket.

Each left the mortuary awkwardly, wiping his eyes.

Our turn came to meet Mrs. Miller. I told her who I was and reminded her of the story from those many years ago and what she had told me about her husband's bartering for marbles.

With her eyes glistening, she took my hand and led me to the casket.

'Those three young men who just left were the boys I told you about. They just told me how they appreciated the things Jim 'traded' them.

Now, at last, when Jim could not change his mind about color or size....they came to pay their debt.'

'We've never had a great deal of the wealth of this world,' she confided, 'but right now, Jim would consider himself the richest man in Idaho'.

With loving gentleness she lifted the lifeless fingers of her deceased husband. Resting underneath were three exquisitely shined red marbles.

The Moral:
We will not be remembered by our words, but by our kind deeds. Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath.

Today I wish you a day of ordinary miracles ~ A fresh pot of coffee you didn't make yourself.

An unexpected phone call from an old friend.

Green stoplights on your way to work.

The fastest line at the grocery store.

A good old sing-along song on the radio.

Your keys found right where you left them.

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Will you not laugh ?

Atleast smile...............

Several men are in the changing room of a golf club. A mobile phone on
a bench rings and a man engages the hands free speaker-function and
began to talk.

Everyone else in the room stops to listen.

MAN: "Hello"

WOMAN: "Darling, it's me. Are you at the club?"
MAN: "Yes"

WOMAN: "I am at the shopping centre and found this beautiful leather
coat. It's only £1,000. Is it OK if I buy it?"

MAN: "Sure,..go ahead if you like it that much."

WOMAN: "I also stopped by the Mercedes dealership and saw the new 2005
models. I saw one I really liked."

MAN: "How much?"

WOMAN: "£70,000"

MAN: "OK, but for that price I want it with all the options."

WOMAN: "Great! Oh, and one more thing ... The house I wanted last year
is back on the m ,000"

MAN: "Well, then go ahead and give them an offer of 900,000. They will
probably take it. If not, we can go the extra 50 thousand. It really
is a pretty good price."

WOMAN: "OK. I'll see you later! I love you so much!!"

MAN: "Bye! I love you, too."

The man hangs up. The other men in the changing room are staring at him
in astonishment, mouths agape.....

He smiles and asks:


"Anyone knows, who this phone belongs to?"

Contributed by Ms. Chithra Patil

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Bombay Jayashree

I am posting these videos for the benefit of my readers, who do not know about You Tube and have no time to access various sites. Thanks to Kamakoti Sankara

Sudha Raghunathan Video

Beauty of Math

This was sent to me by one of the e mail friends ( Ramakrishna from Kulalampur). Really very very interesting. Big Thank you


THIS IS REALLY GREAT !!! However, don't cut it short. Be sure to follow the math logic to the very end. You'll be glad you did.
Beauty of Math!

1 x 8 + 1 = 9
12 x 8 + 2 = 98
123 x 8 + 3 = 987
1234 x 8 + 4 = 9876
12345 x 8 + 5 = 98765
123456 x 8 + 6 = 987654
1234567 x 8 + 7 = 9876543
12345678 x 8 + 8 = 98765432
123456789 x 8 + 9 = 987654321

1 x 9 + 2 = 11
12 x 9 + 3 = 111
123 x 9 + 4 = 1111
1234 x 9 + 5 = 11111
12345 x 9 + 6 = 111111
123456 x 9 + 7 = 1111111
1234567 x 9 + 8 = 11111111
12345678 x 9 + 9 = 111111111
123456789 x 9 +10= 1111111111

9 x 9 + 7 = 88
98 x 9 + 6 = 888
987 x 9 + 5 = 8888
9876 x 9 + 4 = 88888
98765 x 9 + 3 = 888888
987654 x 9 + 2 = 8888888
9876543 x 9 + 1 = 88888888
98765432 x 9 + 0 = 888888888

Brilliant, isn't it?

And look at this symmetry:

1 x 1 = 1
11 x 11 = 121
111 x 111 = 12321
1111 x 1111 = 1234321
11111 x 11111 = 123454321
111111 x 111111 = 12345654321
1111111 x 1111111 = 1234567654321
11111111 x 11111111 = 123456787654321
111111111 x 111111111=12345678987654321


Now, take a look at this...


101%


From a strictly mathematical viewpoint:


What Equals 100%? What does it mean to give MORE than 100%?

Ever wonder about those people who say they are giving more than 100%?

We have all been in situations where someone wants you to GIVE OVER
100%.

How about ACHIEVING 101%?


What equals 100% in life?


Here's a little mathematical formula that might help answer these
questions:


If:

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z



Is represented as:

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26.


If:


H-A-R-D-W-O-R- K

8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11 = 98%


And:

K-N-O-W-L-E-D-G-E

11+14+15+23+12+5+4+7+5 = 96%





But:

A-T-T-I-T-U-D-E

1+20+20+9+20+21+4+5 = 100%



THEN, look how far the love of God will take you:


L-O-V-E-O-F-G-O-D

12+15+22+5+15+6+7+15+4 = 101%



Therefore, one can conclude with mathematical certainty that:

While Hard Work and Knowledge will get you close, and Attitude will
get you there, It's the Love of God that will put you over the top!
It's up to you if you share this with your friends & loved ones just the way I did...
Have a nice day & God bless!!!

Monday, February 25, 2008

Thank you for your time

This message came to me, from my cousin Ravi Shyam. Worth reading and realising the fact.

THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME. ONCE YOU READ THIS YOU WILL UNDERSTAND!

A young man learns what's most important in life from the guy next door.

It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls,
career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear
across the country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his
busy life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no
time to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and
nothing could stop him.

Over the phone, his mother told him, 'Mr. Belser died last night. The
funeral is Wednesday.' Memories flashed through his mind like an old
newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.!

'Jack, did you hear me?'

'Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought
of him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago,' Jack said.

'Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you
were doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent over 'his
side of the fence' as he put it,' Mom told him.

'I loved that old house he lived in,' Jack said.

'You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make
sure you had a man's influence in your life,' she said

'He's the one who taught me carpentry,' he said. 'I wouldn't be in
this business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching
me things he thought were important...Mom, I'll be there for the
funeral,' Jack said.

As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to
his hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no
children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.

The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to
see the old house next door one more time.

Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like
crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time
The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories.
Every picture, every piece of furniture....Jack stopped suddenly.


'What's wrong, Jack?' his Mom asked.

'The box is gone,' he said

'What box?' Mom asked.

'There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I
must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he'd ever
tell me was 'the thing I value most,'' Jack said.

It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack
remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser
family had taken it.

'Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him,' Jack said. 'I
better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom.'

It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home from
work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. 'Signature
required on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post
office within the next three days,' the note read.

Early the next day Jack retrieved the package. The small box was old
and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The
handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his
attention. 'Mr. Harold Belser' it read. Jack took the box out to his
car and ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an
envelope. Jack's hands shook as he read the note inside.

'Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack
Bennett. It's the thing I valued most in my life.' A small key was
taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack
carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold
pocket watch.

Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched
the cover. Inside he found these words engraved:

'Jack, Thanks for your time! -Harold Belser.'

'The thing he valued most was...my time'

Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and
cleared his appointments for the next two days. 'Why?' Janet, his
assistant asked.

'I need some time to spend with my son,' he said.

'Oh, by the way, Janet, thanks for your time!'

'Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the
moments that take our breath away,'

Think about this. You may not realize it, but it's 100% true.



Navagraha keerthanais

I have posted Navagraha keerthanis. My wife appeals to everybody to down load and play these songs every day according to the Graham connected with the day. It is believed that these songs and Navavarana keerthanais ( They are already in this blog under the label "Sri Kamalambaa navavaranam") are very auspicious and will give lot of prosperities to everybody who hear that, in case they are not able to do poojas etc. Why don't you give a trial (whether you believe it or not)?. As far as Raaghu and Kethu are concerned hear them on the day of the week, where these planets are conjoined with another planet as per your birth chart.(!)

These songs are rendered by Thiruchur Ramachandran

  1. Surya - Sourashtram - (Sunday)
  2. Chandram - Asaaveri (Monday)
  3. Angaarakam - Surutti (Tuesday)
  4. Budhamashrayami - Naattaikurinji (Wednesday)
  5. Sri brahaspathe - Ataana (Thursday)
  6. Sri Sukra - Paras (Friday)
  7. Diwakara - Yadukula kambodhi (Saturday)
  8. Smaraamyaham - Ramapriya(for Raaghu)
  9. Mahasuram - Shanmugapriya ( for Kethu)
  10. Navagraha sthothram

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Intersting mails received

This is the comment made by Mr. Nagarajan
which can be in
continuation of my previous
posting. My reply and his
subsequent reply
is also posted for your view. My father
who
had tuft,(kudumi) also wentto M.R.Radha's
"Keemayanam"
by covering his head with
a towel(Mundaasu). It only goes to
show
how brahmins (Tamil) were patronising
Dravidian movement(!?)

Mr.Suriyanarayana sastri, a brahmin scholar
changed his name as
Paridhimal kalaignar and
not asparidhimalvazhudhi.I think since
the
subject was Tambrams, those who are not
Tamilians may not deserve
to be in this list.

Sri Hariharan:

I have been really enjoying your blogspot
entries,full of wonderful music and other
material. I was very touched by your entry
on mother. My own mother who passed away few
years ago was personified all these
attributes.I was silently crying for her loss.

The Iyer article was very interesting and
captured the spirit of the community. It
hasthe right combination of information and
humour. The list of eminent Iyers and Iyengars
was also very interesting. Of course, many
additions and deletions can be suggested. I am
sure you have already received some messages
on this topic.

Here are mine:

Mahaperiyaval was not born a Tamil Iyer. He
was a Telegubrahmin, as was Thyagaraja. In
any case, sanyasis shed their caste once they
assume sanyasam.That is why they do not wear
poonal. Sadasiva brhamendra who has composed
many wonderful songs was also a Telugu brahmin.
[His samadhi is in my mother's
native village Nerur (near Karur).My mother's
uncles and now their sons are in charge of
brahmendral's utsavam which is still
conducted every year, attended by well-known
musicians. As a boy, I attended the utasavam
during which Anayampatti Dandapani played
Jalathrangam and his brother Ganesan
(who now plays Jalathrangam)played violin.

Among musicians, Alathur brothers were
missing.In this combo,Srinivasa Iyer was Tamil
Iyer and Venkatasubbier was actually a Telugu
brahmin.

M.S. Subbulakshmi's father was Subramania Iyer
who had his own family and was also
maintaining a family through Shanmugavadivu.
I have read that he was so fond of M.S. that
he gave her the nickname: kunjamma. Now,does
that qualify her as Iyer? Same issue applied to
MLV whose father was Ayyaswamy Iyer who had a
relationship with Lalithangi. Srirangam
Gopalaratnam belonged to the Andhra Devadasi
community. Was her father an Iyengar, I wonder?

N.C. Vasanthakokilam was from an Iyer family.

Did U.V. swaminatha Iyer make it to the list?
How about Tamil scholar Suryanarayana Iyer who
Tamilisedhis name to something like
parudhimalvazhudhi.

Thanks

anbudan,

K.V. Nagarajan

My reply was:
Dear Mr. Nagarajan,

It was interesting to read your mail about my blog.
Thank you for nice words. Why don't you post your
opinion on comments, so that others also can view your
opinions. Interesting to know Sankaracharya and
Thiyagaraja are not Tamil brahmins, because their
forefathers were speaking Telugu. How about Periyar
who considered Thamizhar thandhai? His mother toungue
was also not Tamil. However, he is not quoted in the
list of eminent Tamilians. I will wait for some more
comments before deleting these names.

His reply was:

Sri Hariharan:

I meant that Periaval and Thyagaraja were not Tamil Iyers.
Of course, they were brahmins domicled in the Tanjavur area
probably from the time of the Naiks. I am not at all suggesting
deleting their names. Perhaps an explanatory note might do, if at all.

As for periyar, he belonged to a Kannadiga business family domiclied
in Erode. He was pretty proud of his Kannadiga heritage. I remember
once he was doing his propaganda in Ulsoor, Bangalore with his posters
all over the walls in the neghbourhood. He was probably serious when
he was describing Tamil as the language of kattumirandis. He could
get away with it because his Tamilian followers were so naive.
Ironically, his chief disciple Karunanidhi campaigned to get Tamil
designated as a classical language. Periyar would have probably objected
to that!

Despite his anti-brahmin propaganda, he got all his professional
services from brahmins. I remember in Trichy his chartered accountant
was teaching in St.Joseph's College when I was a student. I used to see
Periyar and his entourage visiting his office. His C.A. used to report that
Periyar used to say that his anti-brahmin propaganda was just his
livelihood. May be, but it was a poison the effect of which is felt to this
day. Anyhow, this is another example of what was written in that article
about Iyers wanting to stay behind the crown.

I see Periyar as a mild form of Hitler. Hitler started by baiting Jews
and moved on to eliminate them. Periyar started baiting brahmins.
Fortunately, things did not go any further. Hitler had his Brown shorts.
Periyar had his black shirts. I remember once these black shirts tried to
enter our agraharam in Trichy to cut off poonals from people walking
by. I am glad they did not think of cutting off peope's heads with
arivaal. Can you imagine what would have followed if he were to get
delivered his Dravidasthan?

As a boy, I once went to hear his impormptu speech to a crowd in
Mayavaram on the banks of the Cauveri. Our family's tailor was there
and he got scared to see me. He thought some harm might come to me
as a brahmin boy. So, he moved towards me and kept me protected.
I was only a couple of feet away from Periyar soaking in his rhetoric.
The crowd paid no attention to me and dispersed after his speech. Our
tailor advised me to stay away from such crowds. I did not. I later
listened to M.R. Radha (the actor) and many other visiting Dravidian
dignitaries. I always liked to listen to various points of view, a habit I
carry to this day.


Keep up your wonderful blog.

Anbudan,

K.V. nagarajan

Sri Kamalaambaa Navaa varanam

The set of compositions popularly known as kamalAmba navAvaraNa consists of eleven kritis composed by the illustrious composer, Muthuswami Dikshitar, in praise of Goddess kamalAmba of the mammoth temple at Tiruvarur. In this set of kritis, the composer is at his best, and the lyrics are par excellence! While in many of the group kritis that Dikshitar is believed to have composed, some kritis are missing (perhaps lost to us forever), the kamalAmba navAvaraNa series has fortunately come down to us in a complete form.
It consists of a benedictory (dhyAna) k.rti, followed by eight compositions, one in each of the eight declinations of the proper noun “kamalambA” (or sometimes kamalAmbikA) in feminine gender, continuing on to a tenth k.rti which employs all the declinations (vibhakti-s) of the Sanskrit language; the series concludes with an auspicious maN^gaLa k.rti, appropriately set in the auspicious rAga srIrAgam. Each of the nine songs is on one of the nine enclosures (AvaraNam) of the shrIcakra (the auspicious wheel). In each k.rti, Dikshitar carefully brings out the name of the cakra, its geometry, many salient features specific to the cakra, and the devata-s associated with it. On many occasions, Dikshitar cleverly indulges in very lengthy word constructions, which to a layman may seem like a tongue-twister. The word “guruguha” (used in several meanings) appears in all these compositions as the composer’s signature or mudra. The rAga mudra is incorporated (through the art of shleSha (double meaning), in most of these compositions. The dhyAna k.rti in toDi does not feature a rAga mudrA, and the kritis in Anandabhairavi (first AvaraNam), and shaN^karAbharaNam (third AvaraNam) have only partial rAga mudras (the word “Ananda” for the former, and shaN^kara for the latter). The kambhoji, sahAnA, and Ahiri compositions have disguised rAga mudrAs (kAmbhoja, shAna, Ahari, respectively). All other kritis have the proper rAga mudrA.
The kritis of the kamalAmba navAvaraNa series are as follows:
1. dhyAna k.rti in saMbodhanA vibhakti (vocative case) - kamalAmbikE, tODi, rUpaka tALa
2. The first AvaraNa k.rti in prathamA vibhakti (nominative) on trailokyamohana cakra - kamalAmba saMrakShatu mAM, Anandabhairavi, tripuTa tALa
3. The second AvaraNa k.rti in dvitIyA vibhakti (accusative) on sarvAshaparipUraka cakra - kamalAmbAM bhaja re, kalyANi, Adi tALa
4. The third AvaraNa k.rti in tritIyA vibhakti (instrumental) on sarvasaMkShobhaNa cakra - shrIkamalAmbikayA, shaN^karAbharaNam rUpaka tALa
5. The fourth AvaraNa k.rti in caturthI vibhakti (dative) on sarvasaubhAgyadAyaka cakra - kamalAmbikAyai, kAMbhoji, aTa tALa
6. The fifth AvaraNa k.rti in pa~ncamI vibhakti (ablative) on sarvArthasAdhaka cakra - shrI kamalAMbAyAH, bhairavi, jhaMpa tALa
7. The sixth AvaraNa k.rti in ShaShThI vibhakti (genitive) on sarvarakShAkara cakra - kamalAmbikAyAH, punnAgavarALi, rUpaka tALa
8. The seventh AvaraNa k.rti in saptamI vibhakti (locative) on sarvarogahara cakra - shrI kamalAmbikAyAM , sahAnA, tripuTa tALa
9. The eighth AvaraNa k.rti in saMbodhanA vibhakti (vocative) on sarvasiddhiprada cakra - shrI kamalAMbike, ghaNTa, Adi tALa
10. The ninth and last AvaraNa k.rti in all eight vibhaktis (cases) on sarvAnandamaya cakra - shrI kamalAMbA jayati, Ahiri, rUpaka tALa
(The pallavi employs prathamA vibhakti, the anupallavi, the dvitIya and tritIyA vibhaktis, while the caraNam has one line each in caturthI, pa~ncamI, ShaShThI and saptamI vibhaktis. The line set in caturthI vibhakti also incorporates the sambodhanA, while the two lines sung in madhyamakAla return to the prathamA vibhakti.)
11. The final auspicious maN^gaLa k.rti - shrI kamalAmbike, shrIrAgaM, khaNDa eka tALa
The shrIcakra:
Since each of these compositions is on one of the nine AvaraNams (enclosures) of the shrI cakra, we will now quickly describe the geometry of the cakra. The shrI cakra, or the auspicious wheel is a geometrical diagram employed in the worship of Goddess Tripurasundari, according to Tantric rituals. It is more than a mere diagram, and has mystic powers and great significance in the shakti worship tradition. The outer portion of the shrI cakra consists of four units - the outermost layer gateway of three rectangular walls (bhUpura), three circles (trivalaya, or v.rttatraya), a sixteen petaled rose (ShoDashadaLa padma), and an eight-petaled rose (aShTadaLa padma). The core of the shrI cakra consists of numerous triangles - a set of fourteen triangles (manukoNa), two sets of ten triangles (bahirdashAra and antardashAra), a set of eight triangles (vasukoNa), and the innermost sole triangle (trikoNa). In fact these various triangles are formed by the intersections of four isosceles triangles with vertex pointing upwards (called the shiva group), and five isosceles triangles with downward vertices (called the shakti group) all situated inside the eight petaled rose. The culmination of all these is the bindu, a single dot placed at the center. Each sub-cakra bears the name of its presiding deity, as well as the subordinate deities (yoginis) associated with it.
A quick definition of the shrI cakra can be found in Adi Sankara’s famous work, Saundaryalahari (verse 11) as follows:
caturbhiH shrIkaNThaiH shivayuvatibhiH pa~ncabhirapi
prabhinnAbhiH shaMbhornavabhirapi mUlaprak.rtibhiH |
catushcatvAriMshadvasudalakalAshratrivalaya
trirekhAbhiH sArdhaM tava sharaNakoNAH pariNatAH ||
It is customary to sing the kamalambA navAvaraNa group kritis, first by invoking Lord Ganesha through the k.rti, “shrImahAgaNapatiravatu mAm” in rAga gauLa, followed by a salutation to Lord SubrahmaNya (guruguha) through the composition “bAlasubrahmaNyam” in rAga suraTi. These two particular kritis might have been chosen, not for any particular reason, but perhaps one of the oldest books on kamalAmba Navavaranam by Kallidaikkuricci Vina Sundaram Iyer (supplement volume 16) has printed these songs preceding the AvaraNa songs.
The kamalAMbA navAvarANa kritis are very auspicious, deep in meaning and content, and bring out the deeper insights into the shrI vidyA upAsana. Dikshitar has packed numerous tantric and shrIvidyA details in these songs, which makes it difficult to translate them adequately into English. While the meanings may be straightforward for those who have adequate knowledge of shrIvidyA upAsana and have contemplated on it, for ordinary people, it is a hidden treasure. Hence, we shall only attempt a simple word to word meaning approach to these songs, and will not attempt to provide the deeper esoteric inner meanings. Interested readers may refer to many treatises on this topic that are readily available. (coutesy: carnatica.net)




  1. Sri Mahaganapathi - Gowla - Maharajapuram Santhanam
  2. Sri Balasubramaniyam - Surutti - Sita rajan
  3. Kamalambike Thodi - (Dhyaanam) - S. Rajeswari
  4. Kamalamba - Aanadabairavi - FIRST AVARANAM - S. Rajeswari
  5. Kamalaambaam bajare - Kalyaani - SECOND AVARANAM - S. Rajeswari
  6. Sri Kamalaambikaya - Sankarabaranam - THIRD AVARANAM - S. Rajeswari
  7. Kamalaambikayai - Kambhoji - FOURTH AVARANAM - S. Rajeswari
  8. Kamalaambaayah paramnathire - Bhairavi - FIFTH AVARANAM - S. Rajeswari
  9. Kamalaambikayah - Punnagavarali - SIXTH AVARANAM - S. Rajeswari
  10. Sri Kamalambikayaam - Sahaana - SEVENTH AVARANAM - S. Rajeswari
  11. Sri kamalambika avaava - Ghanta - EIGHTH AVARANAM - S. Rajeswari
  12. Sri Kamalaambaa jayathi = Aahiri - NINETH AVARANAM - S. Rajeswari
  13. Sri kamalaambike - Shree - Mangalam - S. Rajeswari

    For meaning and lyrics (in English) you may click the following link in google. "Dikshitar:kamalAmbA navAvaraNa" 
Anonymous Anonymous said...
Sir, I could not access any of the links in the Navavarnam collection by S Rajeswari, ie the last set of songs on this page...
November 11, 2009 8:13 PM
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Blogger hvaidya said...
My dear friend, All these songs are available just above this posting on "mediafire" and they are all down loadable. Please go to that get all the songs down loaded. All the best to you
November 16, 2009 10:50 AM
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Anonymous Anonymous said...
Namaste I need help to download the Navavarnam kritis... can you please point to the mediafire links? regards N
February 14, 2011 10:00 PM
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Blogger hvaidya said...
Dear Mr/Mrs "N",

Mediafire links are available just above this posting.
February 15, 2011 8:56 AM
Anonymous Anonymous said...
Sri Kamalamba Jayathi and Shri Kamalambikaya (third Avaranam) can you reupload these 2 files?
February 19, 2011 11:31 AM
Blogger hvaidya said...
I have uploaded afresh all the missing files. Now it is complete.
February 19, 2011 10:49 PM
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Anonymous Anonymous said...
Thanku Sir
February 20, 2011 3:57 AM
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Anonymous Anonymous said...
Sir if you have can you please upload RK Padmanabha_Navavarna Krithis ?
February 20, 2011 4:25 AM

Friday, February 22, 2008

Interesting mails received

My niece is accepting that the present generation ladies can reduce the numbers to some extent.

A new sign in the Bank Lobby reads:
>

Please note that this Bank is installing new Drive-through ATM machines
enabling customers to withdraw cash without leaving their vehicles.

Customers using this new facility are requested to use the procedures
outlined below when accessing their accounts.

After months of careful research, MALE & FEMALE Procedures have been
developed. Please follow the Appropriate steps for your gender.'
********************************
MALE PROCEDURE:

1. Drive up to the cash machine.

2. Put down your car window.

3. Insert card into machine and enter PIN.

4. Enter amount of cash required and withdraw.

5. Retrieve card, cash and receipt.

6. Put window up.

7. Drive off.

********************************

FEMALE PROCEDURE:

What is really funny is that most of this part is the Truth.!!!!

1. Drive up to cash machine.

2. Reverse and back up the required amount to align car window
with the machine.

3. Set parking brake, put the window down.

4. Find handbag, remove all contents on to passenger seat to locate card.

5. Tell person on cell phone you will call them back and hang up.

6. Attempt to insert card into machine.

7. Open car door to allow easier access to machine due to its
excessive distance from the car.

8. Insert card.

9. Re-insert card the right way.

10. Dig through handbag to find diary with your PIN written on
the inside back page.

11. Enter PIN.

12. Press cancel and re-enter correct PIN.

13. Enter amount of cash required.

14. Check makeup in rear view mirror.

15. Retrieve cash and receipt.

16. Empty handbag again to locate wallet and place cash inside.

17. Write debit amount in check register and place receipt in
back of checkbook.

18. Re-check makeup.

19. Drive forward 2 feet.

20. Reverse back to cash machine.

21. Retrieve card.

22. Re-empty hand bag, locate card holder, and place card
into the slot provided!

23. Give dirty look to irate male driver waiting behind you.

24. Restart stalled engine and pull off.

25. Redial person on cell phone.

26. Drive for 2 to 3 miles.

27. Release Parking Brake.

SEND THIS TO A MAN WHO NEEDS A LAUGH AND TO THE LADIES YOU THINK CAN HANDLE IT!

I can laugh at this because I have never used a drive up to ATM.
In 1995, I used one inside a bank in downtown Cleveland over
lunch hour-----and that was enough or me! There were too many
impatient MEN trying to do their banking over lunch hour.
I'm sure the men were shaking their heads and
saying, oh how true this is.

Now that you have had your morning laugh,
smile and have a wonderful day

smile and have a wonderful day!