ray of wisdom : 2

ray of wisdom : 2

Ray has to light where ? only Sun knows.

(c) ram H singhal


Cups of Time


Yesterday night , the Indian classical music concert started at 10 :00 pm and ended 7:30 am at JKK Jaipur Rajasthan India ,with the recital of Raga Ahir Bharav ,

some one asked me in the morning , how many cups of coffee to remain awake , told the person ” purpose of all creativity including music is to keep you awake to taste timelessness ” 

Drinking timeleeness from the cups of time is true taste of music .

Love all.

(c) ram0ram

freedom to right copy and share 


Art of living and leaving


 Life is a individual film where everyone is in the main character  ,

performs positive or negative roles as per the story of time .

to remain neutral and natural to role is spirituality . 

Spirituality is an art of living and leaving the film with silent impressions  .

(c) ram0ram

love all.

freedom to right copy and share

Expensive car and inexpensive nail


To run an expensive car hundreds of parts has to perform in harmony  


to puncture  a Tyre an inexpensive sharp nail is enough to break the journey


one must avoid sharp tones in talking ,


live without breaks of journey in life.

(c) ram0ram

love all.

freedom to right copy and share

what is middle path of enlightened masters ?


I love Hindu mythological stories and the way they carry the hidden scientific and spiritual wisdom inside ….. with very simple stories they make us understand a complete picture of life …….
recently I met a friend of mine who joined a particular mission …..started living away from the family in a ashram which he calls it a spiritual center ….. so I asked why he has left his family ….. he answers ….to find enlightenment ……so I asked him ….how can you be enlightened living away and what kind of timetable you have in your spiritual center ……. so he gave me minute by minute program and practices starting from 4 a.m. to 10 p.m …..
as he was enchanting a particular name in between all the time so I asked why one has to recite this name all the time and he replied in a  robotic way ….. this name is of lord and who ever enchant it all the time is very near and dear to God ….. so I asked but what about your family ….. you are not near to your family how can you be near to God ? 
to make him understand told him this following story ……

As the story goes, Narada once went to Vaikuntha (Vishnu’s abode in the heavens) and asked him, “Who is your favorite devotee?” Vishnu knew fully well what Narada was hoping to hear his own name as he thought he recites name of Lord 24×7 so lord Vishnu  wanted to teach Narada a lesson.

Vishnu names a poor farmer in a village on distant Earth as his favorite devotee. A crestfallen and baffled Narada wants to know what was so special about the farmer. Vishnu suggests that the two of them travel to the farmer’s house – Narada could then see for himself.

Narada and Vishnu promptly beam themselves down to the village and arrive at the farmer’s hut, disguised as weary travelers. The farmer is extremely hospitable and makes them feel at home.

The next morning, Narada shadows the farmer as he works hard in his fields. Throughout the day, Narada doesn’t get any glimpse of the farmer’s extraordinary devoutness so when they return to the hut in the evening, a visibly puzzled Narada asks “When and how many times do you pray to / think about Vishnu?”

The farmer replies “Once in the morning, once in the evening …..and may be one or two time in between  ” Narada and Vishnu thank the farmer for his hospitality and leave.

As soon as they were out of earshot, Narada lets out a guffaw and confronts Vishnu with “The farmer thinks about you a mere 1 -2 times a day while I think and sing paeans to you every single waking minute. How could you possibly consider the farmer to be a more superior devotee than me?

” Vishnu smiles, materializes a pot (filled to the brim with oil) and places it gingerly on Narada’s unsuspecting head. He then commands Narada to walk the width of the field and return to the original spot without spilling a single drop of oil. ….spilling will bring him extinction so with utmost concentration, Narada manages to accomplish the feat.

Vishnu: “So Narada, how many times did you think about me during your walk across the field?”

Narada: “Not even once! How could I when all my attention was on the pot and ensuring that not a drop would spill?”

A smiling Vishnu delivering the checkmate: “The farmer works hard in his fields all day, has all the family responsibilities  yet he finds the time to think about me a few times. You, on the other hand, couldn’t think of me even once!”

Epilogue …… In Hinduism most of the Gods and Goddesses have family ….. to run a family ….fulfilling the duties is the simple and best spiritual practice …… even the Lord Krishna in Holy Gita …… one name and one flower is enough ….like our children wishing us a good morning and a good evening is enough for us and this fact is explained so is in the story of Narada ……lord Vishnu want us to understand …… be a family person …..fulfill all our duties of life as worship of work and totality …… working in totality and taking care of people around and love for entire humanity is middle path of enlightened masters …..

a family person is a true enlightened master …… family means ….love for all.

love all.

(c) ram0ram …… freedom to right copy and share 

worship you forever


Saints Bowing in the mountains.

Do you know how beautiful you are?

I think not, my dear.

For as you talk of God,

I see great parades with wildly colorful bands

Streaming from your mind and heart,

Carrying wonderful and secret messages

To every corner of this world.

I see saints bowing in the mountains

Hundreds of miles away

To the wonder of sounds

That break into light

From your most common words.

Speak to me of your mother,

Your cousins and your friends.

Tell me of squirrels and birds you know.

Awaken your legion of nightingales—

Let them soar wild and free in the sky.

And begin to sing to God.

Let’s all begin to sing to God!

Do you know how beautiful you are?

I think not, my dear,

Yet Hafiz

Could set you upon a Stage

And worship you forever!


dance divine


I saw you dancing last night
on the roof of your house
all alone.

I felt your heart longing for the Friend.
I saw you whirling
beneath the soft bright rose
that hung from an invisible stem in the sky.

So I began to change into my best clothes
in hopes of joining you,
even though I live a thousand miles away.

And if you had spun like an immaculate sphere
just two more times,
then bowed again so sweetly to the east,
you would have found God and me
standing so near
and lifting you into our arms.

I saw you dancing last night
near the roof of this world