Pati - Patni Weds Rangrez !!!

“Seriously, Tanu and Manu should marry their Rangrĕz…(a person who dyes clothes) & live Happily Ever After!!!”, I said, as I was strapped to the confines of my living room and made to watch “Tanu Weds Manu”

Thinking, it’s a joke, “What two Men in a MARRIAGE!! Do they have this kind of “Polygamy”???…, how can they..?, there’s Government/ Law, the Society and Religion?”, she smirked.

“Who cares, as long all the parties are happy, besides Religion blesses both Tanu and Manu to get married to their friendly neighborhood Spider-Man Dyer!”, I shot back.

“What ???”, she howled.

“Yes”, I said, “Religion… ALL RELIGIONS, sanction getting Married to the Rangrĕz …

Convinced, that I had Finally and Officially LOST it !!! She leapt over me to snatch the cordless telephone, kept on the side table and started dialling emergency services.

“No Really”, I reasoned, “did you listen to the song Ranreez in the movie?” She nodded, speaking to her friend (on the phone), and cautiously, watching my every move! “Did you understand the lyrics?”, She feigned recollection, and half-heartedly decided, that “it was a false alarm” and told her friend to defer calling emergency services for sometime! 

As, I fiddled with the dvd player remote to arrive at the song, she carefully studied me with clinical inferences. “You already killed the fun of “Kolaveri Di” reminding me of holy grail (Kolaveri Di = Gita Gyan - previous blog) and now the movie Tanu Weds Manu!”, she smacked me verbally. 

“Tanu & Manu (read all Couples), should marry their Ranreez (read God)”, I said, and she continued to fret incognizant of the fact that she had become MY Spiritual Muse.

This is what I told her as the song played:

(notice the U turn in the song … from the passion for the beloved the song turns into the Madness for the Divine…) let me know if you spot it in the translation…

Stanza 1
Oh my dear Dyer(synonym for God, Urdu poetry), Please reveal the secret divine, with what intentions have you bestowed people with colours (shades of Love) so divers. As for me, my Capricious Heart is full of Love profound as my soul has donned in saffron (read – ready to sacrifice for Love, saffron = sacrifice, tyaga)

Stanza 2

How can I complain, Now? Oh my dear Dyer, When I told you to dye me in the same colour as my beloved (partner). The Colour of Love that you did on Me (sthool sharira) is transient. Instead, why don’t you Colour me to my soul (karan sharira, permanent).   

Stanza 3

Please don’t ask me “which shade of Love” would my soul don (read – I have arrested my desires to your sweet will). It’s your job to decide everyone’s fate, emotions and reason of being. (read – I surrender, completely to your sweet will)

Stanza 4

Colour Me in the Love of my beloved,…. But wait….paint me in the Love of my soul-mate
Colour me in the Love of the seasons, ….but wait …paint me in the Love  of our  Eternal Spring

Colour me in the Love of the Life , ….but wait… blush every second of my life with the palette divine
Just add a single drop of your Love Potion (read – mesmerise my beloved on to me )  
Colour Me so that my journey across seven seas (read – seven janam with my partner) transients easily

Stanza 5
Colour me up to my Fringes, Colour me in my Confines, Colour me to my End, Colour me to my Infinite bends. Colour my Piousness and dab Love on my Vices too (all is fair in Love).

Oh my beloved Dyer, let the Separation Seep and the Distinction Dissolve. Colour us in the same shade of Love (read end of duality … OneNess).

Stanza 6

Paint Love in my every moment, wherever I live. Paint Love in my Maternal Dreamlands & Marital Heavens. 24/7 let me be pregnant with Love. Colour my Slumber and my Serenity. Colour my Reveries and even the Creases of my Dreams. Let the Colour of Love mark all my Aspirations and my Peace too!

Stanza 7
Colour my Awe and Wonder of what you are. Let the Colour of Love seep into my Heart and colour all my Desires. Come Fast to Colour our Union and if you can’t (because of my sins) then let Love bless our estrangement.

Even with the Torment of being Apart from You, I must live on…,

…..So do Colour my Guts to Carry on…..!!!

Stanza 8
Oh Dyer of Love, Reveal your True Colours, Reveal your Prime (true self)

…for my Ache n my Solace is You

…for my Love n my Lover is You

…for my Shelter n my Storm is You

Help me Sink in your Love Abyss to Consummate our Oneness (annihilation of Self)

…for your every word is my supreme command (unconditional obedience)

…for my Master n my Owner is You

…for my Soul n my Life-Breath is You
…for my Slayer n my Resurrection is You

…for my Map n my Navigator is You

…for I can get Lost without You….

Stanza 9

You’re my Journey…and my Companion too
You’re my Nemesis…and my Friend too
You’re my Guru….and my Disciple too
I have found my mortality ….and my divinity in you…
Oh my Beloved Dyer,

Where would I go without you…?

Where could I go without you….???

Stanza 10

Oh my beloved Dyer, Now, I understand the Secret Divine. You have Dyed my Soul in Your Hue

My Heart is not Mine…it’s Full of YOU… it’s YOUR SHRINE!!!

“SO!!, what’s your point”, she said nonchalantly. Now, how can anybody counter argument with a “SO”, I thought hard as I continued to fiddle the dvd player, hoping that her expressions of antipathy change to partial support at-least, realising that she maybe my muse but I too had become her disciple without even acknowledging it!

“The point”, I continued, “is to transform an ordinary marital relationship into a companionship for Rangrĕz (God) Realisation…”. “For both the partners..” she completed me. Suddenly her eyes were shining bright as if she had seen God!

How ..how…? she fretted again, in her signature style stopping just short of brazen.

“What if in a marriage the partners realize each other as God manifest? I continued with my signature self-righteous monologue, “What if the bond of love and care is as ritualistic as the daily Pooja (religious practice)? What if marriage is the Temple of Sadhna for “Realization” for both?

“But How ..”? her pet question surfaced again. “How.. can the partners respect each other with the reverence befitting the God…????”

“By Total Surrender to Each Other, by remembering that Marital (Love) Relationship is a part of the God (Love Infinite), by asking (like in the pooja), “How do I Please YOU” without any expectation of returns just like the Gita Gyan”.

“Total Surrender”, she quipped. “Yup, Total Surrender”, I smiled, realizing that I had answered her “So”, “that is you become a puppet to the partner’s will, just like we all are puppet in the hands of God. When the devotion in the heart grows, then unity in Sthul Sharira (bodies), Sukshm Sharira (minds) and Karan Sharira (egos) are automatic. Then, it’s just a matter of time that the UNITY of the two SOULS in a MARRIAGE will have a UNION with GOD”.

Suddenly, her vows in the marriage, rituals, presence of God in the marriage betrothal, all made More Sense to her.

“So my slavery in the marriage is for Our Mutual Liberation”, Tusi great ho GodJi”, she smiled mischievously.

Realizing, that in the explanation, I had hit a Jackpot to make her do all my biddings, I relented a little, and said, “And in spirit of this revelation, I too promise, that I will not distort any song now”.

She smiled and said, “all LOVE songs are Devotional Songs Now!”

And she’s RIGHT!! Any love song, (I really mean any LOVE (FILM) SONG OF ANY LANGUAGE) if sing with your Beloved Isht Dev (God), in Mind ….becomes a Devotional Song!! TRY IT !!!

Because He or She is Everywhere even in your Marriage!!!

Hmmm. Pati & Patni & Parmeshwar.

A Spiritual LOVE TRIANGLE

…Jai Ho Patni Parmeshwar Ki…

Credits: Tanu Weds Manu: Rangrĕz Song

Singers: Wadali Brothers & Krsna

Song Writer: RajShekhar

Music: Krsna

Please fill in the comments with the revelations (including songs) you’ve had from your Patni Parmeshwar/ Pati Parmeshwar……!!! ( J just to prove ….your marriages are LOVE TRAINGLES ;) )

Why is it Bad to Get PROMOTED ???

[Open Letter to GOOD KARMA – Speaking Tree]

Dear Good Karma,

I would like to bring it your kind notice that, to my surprise and shock, my title on the site has been changed to “Mindful Soul” from “Wandering Soul”. I presume that, I have been promoted!

For the past four days I have been experiencing, withdrawal symptoms for the site (Speaking Tree) that I used to LOVE! Now, whenever I sink in my good old cosy chair in my well-stocked study away from my prying wife, I develop a queasy feeling whenever I see my page. The title “Mindful Soul” bedevils me to the core!

This title on one hand vindicated my stance of being in “Mind Less Ness” yet caused a very painful twinge in my heart. Enumerated below is my plight:

a.       Vindication of my Stance & Accept the Honour presented i.e “Mindful Soul”

In Organisational Management there’s a concept called “Peter’s Principle”. Dr Lawrence Peter, had satirically explained that in an organisation hierarchy, every employee rises to his level of INCOMPETENCE.

(Disclaimer: this doesn’t apply to other Birds on the tree …with titles like …”Connected Soul” , “Awakened Soul” or ”Enlightened Soul” or for that matter “Masters”)

Thus, being promoted as a “MINDFUL  SOUL” only vindicates my stance of being “Mindless”, as per my admission cited in documentary proof A and B.

Proof A: Divorce is my New Year Resolution!!!

Proof B: Speaking Tree OR FOOLISH TREE???

So in a way, it official now, certified by Speaking Tree, Thanks…but “NO Thanks” as …I feel I don’t require the Title and everyone should detest it too. Below are some of my reasons:

b.      Reasons for Rejecting the Title:

i.              Organisationally: We do a job well and get promoted. We do it again and get promoted yet again. This happens in incremental progression, until we reach a position, where we no longer do well (i.e Our Level of Incompetence). Mindful Soul is such a position for me! Thus, I should be relegated back to my old position (before I get fired).

ii.             Psychologically: The titles have a numbing effect on me. They create stress on two accounts: firstly the inability to cope with the extra demands for the title (read more hours on the Speaking Tree, more blogs, more comments etc.), which would cut my family time, personal time etc.. Secondly,  it also creates a need to “MIND” my every move, every word as befitting as that of a “Mindful Soul”, wherein, Reality is that I am “Mindless”! (So more Stress)

iii.            Sociologically: This title, creates an unnecessary pressure on me, to get more and more followers and blogs. This will eventually reduce the quality of the content I produce on the site. The phenomenon could be as damaging as Pseudo-Spiritual “Rat Race”. Studies have shown the conferee(s) resort to unscrupulous means to get ahead. Thus, the idea of Spirituality, of Cooperation, of assisting and aiding the mutual ascension process (on ST) will get replaced with that of COMPETITION.

iv.           Spiritually: We already have so many castes, reservations/ quotas, rations and cut-offs in India, much to the bane of many of my countrymen. Please let God Decide the “Soul Certification” and let us be not divided. At least not on Speaking Tree!!!  Let it remain a site of Sharing, Speaking, Seeking and Love. Please don’t corrupt the Universal LOVE, which is free and for ALL.

Once again, urging you to let me be ME i.e. without the Mind. Let me Experience the Tree, experience the Wisdom Fruit and Engage in Regular Chirp with the other Birds, without worrying about the Colour of their Feathers or the pseudo Halo they wear around their heads or even reminded of my own incompetencies.

Let the Birds be Birds without the “Labelled” Cage!

I hope you will relieve of my misery as soon as possible.

Thanking you from bottom of my HEART.

Spiritually Yours

A (Mindless) Seeker

(Disclaimer ONCE AGAIN: The views expressed in this OPEN LETTER are of a “MINDLESS Soul”, and doesn’t bear any MORAL OBLIGATION whatsoever on the part of other SOULS* to shun their Titles.)

*(in “Mindful Soul”, “Connected Soul” , “Awakened Soul” , ”Enlightened Soul” and “Masters” categories )

Kolaveri Di = Gita Gyan!!!

Driven to nuts by “Kolaveri Di”, in my home, office and even the marketplace, I searched for a place, where I could not hear the Saang! I couldn’t!!! Actually, the song was playing in my head. I swear, had I seen Dhanush & friends (composers) before I wrote this post, I would have strangled them with “Kolaveri Di” (Killer rage) and continue to sing “Kolaveri Di” J.

I asked my wife, “Why so Kolaveri Di about this “Kolaveri Di?” She and my son have been dancing/ chanting the song without any hiatus for almost 50 days now. “Music is so infectious, it just keeps playing in my head even after the music stops. So, why bother to STOP it!”, she replied. And this woman of mine had this song played in the house (at-least  10,000 times), in the car, in a friends party, in the new year party and even in the morning Yoga Class!!!!

With “play it again” button pressed in my head too, I frantically, searched for a way to stop the “Kolaveri Di” in my head i.e a Killer Rage for the Song, its Composers and the Singers!!

All kinds of thoughts crossed my head, Music has no language, it simply appeals to the rhythm of our soul! But, what’s so magical about these compositions that immortalises some songs and melodies, no matter how corrupted and uncouth they may be. Aatti Kya Khandala, Kolaveri Di, and the like have magnetically mesmerised their listeners. I believe that, these songs just transport their audiences to a “Theatre of their Mind”, where they themselves are the Hero. The emotions, the fervour of memorable rhythm, the rush of the repetitive lyrics all contribute to the eternal humming in our head.

As, I sat recollecting my own Kolaveri Dis, (read rave) like “Another Brick in the Wall” (Pink Floyd song - We need no education…), “We are the Champions” (Queen), “Rock You Like a Hurricane" (Scorpions) etc., the feeling of Kolaveri (rage) slowly dissipated.

I wondered, enormity of the “Kolaveri Di” of the Chaupaiyee (couplets) in Ramayan/ Gita. The resonance of which, soothe and align our will power, our energies and prepare us to be our own Heros in Reality! The magic of which, is no “Viral” (read short-term effect), but has mutated the DNA of our souls for generations.

How I wish, I could play Ram Naam like ‘Ajap-Jaap” with the same Kolaveri Di (read Rage) in my head!

Oops, the song played in my head again and I am tempted to make a Spiritual version, here goes:

(imagine Arjun - KrishnJi samvaad – the precursor to Gita, as a background to this version)

(please play the song, while you read the lyrics, words in (brackets) are the intended meaning..) 

Hope you’ll enjoy ….as much as the original version…and get wiser with Gita Gyan…

Arjun says to KrishnJi …. Why this Kolaveri, Kolaveri, Kolaveri Di…???

Yo Kan’ha, I am singing song…
Coop (cage) Song, Lop song.. (How to cut from this Cage of World song)  

Why this Kolaveri, Kolaveri, Kolaveri Di(e) ? 

Why this Kolaveri, Kolaveri, Kolaveri Di(e) ? 

Karma correct!?

Why this Kolaveri, Kolaveri, Kolaveri Di(e) ? 

Why this Kolaveri, Kolaveri, Kolaveri Di(e) ?

                                                           

Explain please.

                                   

Why this Kolaveri, ……. Di(e) ?           

                       

Mukti is in a many Janamas, the Mukti        

Mukti’s colour is bright                      

Mukti background is white, Vices … nice,

Vice colour a black

           

Why this Kolaveri, Kolaveri, Kolaveri Di(e) ? 

Why this Kolaveri, Kolaveri, Kolaveri Di(e) ?

                                   

Maya a fare-grined girl (karmic debt incurring - illusionary)                                              

Maya’s heart a black (deceptive)                              

Her eon (eternity) and My nous (intellect) met,                               

My fate is now park (sealed)

           

Why this Kolaveri, Kolaveri, Kolaveri Di(e) ? 

Why this Kolaveri, Kolaveri, Kolaveri Di(e) ?

KrishnJi Replies….

Buddy, take notes,                                         

And take the Dhanush (Pun intended) of Karm in your hand.

pa pa paan pa pa paan pa pa PAAP aur PUNYA pa
Play it Right.

Super buddy! Ready?
Steady? 1….2….3….4… (Steady your Mind)

Whoa, what a different buddy! (very few think of “Mukti” from Maya)
Alright buddy, now tune changes… (Mukti Song ..)

खाली हाथ आए और खाली हाथ चले।    

Only English, eh!        

(You came empty handed, you will leave empty handed…)                        

Hand la Cass (your name/ destiny in your hand)
Cass –a– Botch (Failure in Bhakti, remembering ME leads to cycle of life and death)
Eyes full of Tear (suffering Janam after Janam)

Empty Life (no credit of Punyas)

Mukti NO come

Life’s reverse gear (infinite cycle of life and death)

Love Love Oh ME Love, (LOVE ME - to Arjuna/ common man)
You stood me Up (Ignored me/ ditched Me, didn’t Chant My Name)

Arjuna Says:….

Cow Cow, holy Cow
I want you (KrishnJi/ God) here now!
God, I’m dying now.
But (Vices) Maya is happy, Now!

This song is for the Coup Boys… (who want to cross over/ get Mukti)
We don’t HAVE a CHOICE… (i.e. Remember Him …Chant Him…Love Him)

Arjun (now Introspects (Ask’s himself))

Why this Kolaveri, Kolaveri, Kolaveri Di(e) ? (cycles of life and death)
Why this Kolaveri, Kolaveri, Kolaveri Di(e) ?

Why this Kolaveri, Kolaveri, Kolaveri Paavm, Ji? (Paavm TAMIL for Sins)  = Killer Sins
Why this Kolaveri, Kolaveri, Kolaveri Di(e) ?
Why this Kolaveri, Kolaveri, Kolaveri Di(e) ?  Ji?

(if even a single soul could connect Kolaveri Di with Gita Gyan, next time they hear it ….MISSION Accomplished!!!) J

(Apologies to All without Prejudice, and Sorry to Dhanush & God Bless…)