Same, similar and different

Write 10 lines about the glass of water kept in front of you. One can write many lines, paragraphs, pages or even book on it. 10 lines restrictions is the challenge. We must write only important ones we think. But I think this can be a simple question to understand how complex can one think or just how one thinks.

1. the glass is 80 % full.
2. We must conserve water
6. Water pollution is dangerous, we must prevent water borne diseases
10. 
    

One can write in various contexts. From Gangajal to Water is compound, chemical formula H2O. Or water has taste but humans can’t taste it, distillation is a process of obtaining pure water, 70% of our body is water, or glass is transparent, water is clear, glass is 20% less filled.

Points 1,4 and 7 matter to me very much. Because that is my thought process, my belief system. I can agree or disagree with rest of the points but don’t want to compromise with someone on these points. If I compromise with these three then there wouldn’t be a ‘me’. What if one point is same ? What if two ? No. No compromise. What if other seven are same and one/two of the key point/s are same? I still don’t want to compromise. Because that’s my belief system. There’s nothing right or wrong here. It’s their belief system. If someone has common 3 key points as mine how great it would be ! 3+ 14 = 17 thoughts! How awesome and colourful it can be !

What if all same 10 points ! Not common but not impossible. Isn’t it boring though ? 10 + 10 = 10. It’s as good as only one is thinking. No new thoughts, no progression, just monotonous.

What if one has 10 great points, extraordinary points. 10 + 10 = 20 ! No, it may seem great but thought process are completely different. No progress in either direction. So the end result would be 10 – 10 = 0 or 10 + 0 = 10. Its difficult to co exist two different thought processes ( not thoughts ). There can be co-operation but not synergism.

What if one has similar points but not the same. The sentences are different or expressions are different but the meaning is the same. Awesome ! 3 + 14 = 17 so many possibilities, great synergism, so colourful

What if one has all 10 similar points ? It would be icing on the cake if 10 + 10 = 20 ! Endless possibilities, millions of colours, so enthusiastic it can be !
I am glad I know what’s important for me.

‘Hey, I have a doubt ?’
What ? I’m writing this story, who are you to ask any questions? There can be many permutations or combinations but this is how my story goes.
‘I’ll ask anyways. What if you have 3 different people with three same thoughts, three similar thoughts and 10 similar thoughts?’ ‘ What will you do?’
No questions, it’s my story. Wait, what ! ……

History taking

A bunch of girls and boys entered the ICU sharing a ‘in joke’ and giggling among themselves. They had come to take a case told by their senior, now intern. He had told them that’s a very good case and have great findings. They reached there to see the nursing staff angry on the old man for not responding for his name. Her shift had started just now, she was calling his name and searching for him since 10 minutes. Some of the files were taken for the office for administrative work including his so she had difficulty identifying him.

He was charming ‘old man’ who seemed confused and agitated. The students went near bed and started with their routine. A boy asked ‘ what’s your name Ajja’ in Kannada. And before he could utter anything a girl started auscultation by keeping her stethoscope on his chest. ‘You should take patient’s permission before examining him’, he told her in commanding, stylish English but in a polite manner. This accent and behaviour was rare thing in government hospital. The girl made irritated face and took a step backwards. She had no signs of mistake in her body language nor she understood what he said. She was angry instead. The sister too added ‘he behaves as if he is a officer, why do they come here ( government hospital ) if they want special treatment’

The very same moment a middle aged person entered the scene. ‘Myself Dr….. He is my father, what do you want?’, he too was polite but had the same commanding tone of his father. The sister complained the same thing she has been complaining the students. He calmly said ‘ he is a senior most and reputed cardio thoracic surgeon, he had syncopal attack while early morning walk and the bystanders got him here’. ‘He is stable now and we’ll move him in two to three hours, we have got angiography appointment’ he said.

‘The students want to take my case’, the old man spoke. He still looked confused. ‘Yes my dear what do you want to know ?’, he asked. The same boy asked ‘what’s your name sir?’ The old man didn’t reply. The son asked him loudly ‘they are asking, who are you ?’ The man started slowly in deep baritone voice ‘ I’m a cardio thoracic surgeon who met MI ( myocardial infarction or simply heart attack ), isn’t that ridiculous? ‘ he said and laughed loudly. Before anyone could give any reaction he said ‘ auscultate in the mitral area and on the back, get my ECG I’ll show the findings they are so beautiful and classic, you will never forget’. The students were now both in the awe of him and confused how to react. He was so cool they thought.

‘I never smoked, or had alcohol plus I’m a pure vegetarian yet here I’m’ he said. ‘The cardio vascular disease have more risk factors than we commonly attribute. The sedentary lifestyle, we doctors have uhh, plus the stress, decreased sleep, working overtime that’s what got me here. We get so busy that we forget our own health and ignore warning signs’ he concluded. And before the boy would ask anything else he gave the history by himself, the negative and the family history and the personal history. This was the easiest and the best case the students had ever taken. They had to auscultate yet. They knew this time they had to take his permission before examining him. Another boy who was writing down everything asked ‘what’s your name sir?’

‘I did magic shows for school children to tell about unhygienic practices and how the diseases spread. I created folk songs and sang to create awareness about blood donation’ he replied. His son who was patiently watching everything asked him again ‘ what’s your name ? Who are you ?’ He replied ‘I’m just a God’s tool. I was a good son, a good friend, a good husband, a good father and a good citizen.’ The students started thinking the near death experience has made the doctor philosophical. But yes they had to examine him for finding and they kept listening.

They very next moment the surgeon said ‘’ have you asked yourself ‘ who you are ?’ ‘ why and what are you doing?’ Have you asked ‘what are your chief complaints?’ ‘What brings me here? Your personal history and negative history?’ ‘Have you examined yourself or accessed yourself?’ The son interrupted, ‘you can take some rest now’. The surgeon had wrinkles on his face, he told his son ‘ may be a Brain scan is necessary, there might be a dislodged thrombus. I’m unable to recall my name. Or may be Alzheimer’s is kicking in, I’m 70 now’. His son said ‘it’s fine, I’ll take care of that you can take rest’.

‘I went to lengths to assure my patient’s care. Always tried to contribute to a healthy society.’ He took a deep breath of content. He was relaxed now. May be he remembered his name.

‘I did every adventure written in books, I did everything I wanted to. I travelled half of the world. Today I’m clueless old man, who was saved by strangers’. The surgeon told the students. A chap smartly replied immediately ‘your patient’s families remember you sir’. The surgeon wanted to say something he noticed the group of senior staff and consultants entered ICU. They had come to meet him. One consultant asked the students not to bother him and leave. The surgeon called the students and asked to auscultate. He told them all the best. And while they were about to leave he said ‘I’m a contented man, have always been’ and told his name.

ಸೆರೆಮನೆ

ಅಲ್ಲವೆ ಅದು ನಮ್ಮ ಕೃಷ್ಣ ಹುಟ್ಟಿದ ಮನೆ ?

ನಿನ್ನ ಎಲೆಯಿಲ್ಲದ ಭುವಿಯಲಿ, ಬಂಧನವೇಕೋ ಜಗದೊದ್ದಾರಕನೇ ?

ಸುತ್ತ ಕಟ್ಟಿ ಕಟ್ಟೆಯ,

ಬಂಧಿಯಾಗಿ ಅದರೊಳು,

ಕುಬ್ಜನಾಗುವುದೇಕೋ ?

ಅನಂತ ಜಗದೊಳು,

ಅಗಣಿತ ಶಕ್ತಿಗೆ, ಪರೀಧೀಯ ಹಾಕುವುದೇಕೋ ?

ತನ್ನೊಡೆಯನಾಗುವ ಬಲವಿರಲು

ವಾಡಿಕೆಯ ದಾಸ್ಯವೇಕೋ ?

ಅರಿವ ಹಂಬಲವ ತೊರೆದು,

ಅಲ್ಪವ ಅಂಗೀಕರಿಸಿ,

ಅಲೆಯುವುದೇತಕೋ ?

ತನ್ನ ತಾ ನಿರ್ಬಂಧಿಸಿ,

ನಿನ್ನ ಮರೆತು, ನಿನ್ನ ಪಾಠವ ಮರೆತು

ನಿನ್ನನ್ನೇ ತೆಗಳುದೇತಕೋ?

ಬಿಡಿಸು ಮನಗಳ ಸೆರೆ ಕೃಷ್ಣ

Matter : Space occupying things

Matter is anything that occupies space and has mass in simple words. ‘What’s the matter?’ is a commonly used expression. In common terminology it would mean anything that weighs in / important / significant. While I was killing some time I got a thought ‘Why should anything matter to us ?’. It matters because we are humans. ‘Man is social animal’, learnt men concurred ( also woman, no gender bias here ). So yes when we live in a society, things must matter to us. Example-Following the rules. I’m not at all talking so called rules of society trying to please others. Eg throwing garbage, maintaining hygiene. It matters

What matters ? Parents, family, friends, marks, academics, job, money, sports, relationships and so on. Everything matters.

But is there a state where nothing matters ? Yes. Nothing. No demands, no expectations, no happiness, no sorrow, not even self and not even god. Can such a thing exist ? I guess it cannot, what is life without purpose ? If nothing matters to me then I’ll just sitting on my sofa whole day, or would be working, eating and sleeping like a animal. Things matter and that’s a major difference between us and the animals. We didn’t evolve just to work to eat, sleep and continue the same.

What about the our swamijis ? ( swamiji I am considering here are sage, not astrologers or not who give religious lectures and not priests ). They have given up everything right ? Yes, but doesn’t God matters to them ? Moksha or salvation matters to them right ? But can there be transient state where nothing matters ? People who had enlightenment might have reached that phase ? If nothing mattered to them and they didn’t analyse anything, then why did they achieve enlightenment? Definitely they weren’t attached to anything and they wanted to search something, discover or find something. The answers mattered to them ! Their conscience matters to them !

So if someone says nothing matters then he/she must be lying then ! Or really there exists a state where man become like a animal ? Earlier part of my life I behaved nothing mattered to me and just led my life as I wanted. I realised ‘I mattered to me’. Success mattered to me. My dreams mattered to me. Then once I underwent a phase where things didn’t bother me much. I used to say ‘nothing matters’. But I also had a strong desire to come out it. Again I got into a stage where things didn’t matter to me much. But there are many things in my life which I intend to do. So it’s some section of things that doesn’t matter. Yes ! Eureka. What matters to me defines me !

We will always be dreaming, planning, urging, caring or wanting to do something. Even when we believe everything is predestined, we must act or play our part. However inert one might be, if he/she believe the predestined cycle, then the balance matters, the cycle matters.

So what matters ? That which consumes space and has mass. So what consumes space in my mind? How much mass does does it have ? That’s what defines me, defines my actions.

Space consuming, it’s most important word here. When something occupies space in our brain it compresses the surrounding structures leading to various symptoms and can also be lethal. If something consumes if space it wouldn’t allow others things to occupy or suppress them. And when something occupies space that area/areas of brain doesn’t function properly.

Definitely our brain has limitless capacity. Let’s consider a scenario, my bike has a top speed of 140km/hr. Does it mean I can ride at 140km/hr ? No. I must learn to drive at 110,120 and 130 km/hr and then 140. I must train myself. It’s similar with mind we must train it. Eventually life trains or one learns even without training. But until the ‘matter’ definitely occupies space and compresses surroundings leading to decreased brain function.

There is also a most important human nature. ‘We want to matter’. We want to be important. I’m a 70 kilo person, with white and grey brain matter…….. ok fine exactly 80kilos, don’t I consume space and have mass ? But am I just consuming space or I really matter? Don’t we want to be mattered at family, friends or workplace ? And if we didn’t matter will we doing the things we do regularly ? Hmmm this one’s difficult. If it is important to me, and even if my presence or action is immaterial, Shouldn’t I do it ? But it’s important to me, it’s me ? I matter to myself right !

Enough of this ‘matter’ before it turns out to be tongue twister. There’s also something called anti- matter. Anti matter is something that is exactly opposite of matter. If the matter and antimatter come in contact they annihilate. Anti matter is not naturally found on earth. We create anti matter in our laboratories. Yes, sometimes we create anti-matter. Something just opposite to what matters and annihilate ourselves. Why ? What’s the need anti-matter ? It was present in the beginning of universe, played part in formation of the universe. But today we wonder to understand the matter and anti-matter balance.

Only the Nataraja, the Mahadeva knows the cosmic balance. His dance ends galaxies and also creates the new. Yes, he balances the darkness and negativity too. He manages the matter, anti-matter and what matters. He balances the three gunas too. It might take pages and extra knowledge to write on that. Uhh. The number of words matters to readers.

So killing of my time has been a matter of minutes now. Doesn’t matter unless how I kill it. That balance thing might help.. It’s raining and it’s cold. I need a tomato soup, mildly red in colour, with cream, with bread crumbs and adequate salt and pepper. Ummm. Taste matters you know !

Would you like to know ?

Would to like to know, what all you don’t know .? It’s impossible to know everything except for ‘MAHADEVA’. But still are we interested to know things ? Or try to know what we don’t know ? Would we like to know ourselves ? Shishudish asked. There was a kind of silence in the hall for the question. Firstly because it was Shishudish who had asked the question. Shishudish, popularly known as Shishu was a inventor, a genius and a pioneer scientist in many fields and importantly solving the day to day problems and improving the quality of life of people. He had studied India and Indian society and his research was completely dedicated to it. For example he designed robots for cleaning of the drainage system. Secondly may be people felt the question was too philosophical. People are usually not interested in philosophy of any kind.
This time Shishu had invented a weird or a strange thing or a machine. ‘Jnana’ as he called it. The machine or sort of a AI, artificial intelligence. We need to sit hold the hands of the machine like a friend, or keep our head over its shoulder and interact with it. In few minutes the machine will ask ‘Would you like to know, what all you don’t know?’ If you say yes it tells us what we don’t know! Yes what we don’t know! Strange I thought. After the session one could erase the history.
Its very interesting I felt and had a urge to try this strange machine. So I went to ‘Anubhava Mantapa’ where the AI was displayed. The test was completely free as it was a trial version or beta version. The things turned strangest when I had first look at it. It was designed like a Ajji, a old age woman sorry elderly. Dressed in Ilkal saree, elegantly sitting with a expressionless charming face.
I started having second thoughts about this experiment of mine. This doesn’t make sense I thought. Who knows everything! Let me go back..” DO I THINK I KNOW EVERYTHING?” DEFINITELY NO. AM I ASHAMED TO ASK OTHERS IF I DONT KNOW ANYTHING? NOT AT ALL. Then what am I doing here ? I know don’t know many things. So many things in my textbooks, culture, history, current affairs, business, politics, economics, astronomy, so on. Who can ever know everything? Meaningless invention. Many a times we know we are doing nonsense but still we do. Curiosity some people call it, and I decided to feed my curiosity as it was free and also harmless. What am I going lose ? Some 10-15 mins that’s it.
I sat in front of ‘Jnana’, Ajji and held her hand. ‘Matten Ajji’ I asked, means “what else?’”. The AI ajji smiled at me as if a living person held my hand firmly with both her hands, blinked twice and closed her eyes and somewhat started meditating or thinking. She behaved as if she was a real person! I was waving my other hand over her face, trying to prank her.
Two minutes she might have taken and she asked ‘would you like to know, what all you don’t know?’ I laughed madly and said yessss I would love to. She stared into my eyes like tearing me apart and said ‘you don’t know what love is? ’ I was taken aback, completely shocked. This is light years far from what I expected. ‘What did you say?’ I asked. You don’t know what’s love? She said. ‘I’m sorry but I know better than you, I’m a human and you are a machine ‘ I said. “Being a human doesn’t mean you know about love. Do you think you love others and how sure are you have gained love of others? Are you even bothered about love as much you are about fame, career, ambitions ?” She stunned me. I was speechless, firstly she didn’t sound or look like a machine and secondly I didn’t wanted to answer the question. I asked the questioned myself which she asked, it seemed there was an earthquake. I felt my life is so shallow. I never in my life asked this question and now suddenly I had existential crisis. I sat for minutes, may be five. With a badly hurt ego I said to myself ‘0-1, I’ll defeat her in the next round’. Back of mind I was still trying to recall something or someone. How could have I lived these many years without love. I know so many people, have so many relatives.
‘I don’t agree with you’. What next? My tone had tone changed now and for no reason I was competing with this Artificial Intelligence. I was all focused to defeat her. She was sitting like a yogini. They really had designed a amazing art and not just a AI. Would you like to know how many times you have lied to yourself? How many times you have cheated yourself? Boom!!
What was this? What is she up to? I was again lost in my thought process sometime and noticed my hands were shivering. She asked ‘why is your pulse increasing ?’ What! She is not a just a simple AI now I understood. I now was getting vibes of some larger conspiracy, like in Hollywood movies. ‘Yes, I would love to know’ I told her from deep throat. Now I wasn’t treating her like a dumb machine. ‘Almost every day‘ in a gentle, convincing tone she said, ‘ you have lied to yourself so much that you can’t even differentiate between truth and lie.’ I didn’t respond to this one. I was concentrating on my inspiration and expiration. I had taken the challenge to defeat her this time. Now I wasn’t thinking about defeating her. I was wandering in my thoughts, randomly. My lies, every day, my life cycle. Most of what I speak is truth and I do lie. But she said I lie to myself. Clean bowled. I had never thought this. I realised what Ajji is telling is true. I have experienced that I cannot differentiate between truth and lie about myself. Why should I lie to myself ? Isn’t it bad ? Why should I cheat myself? Why should I build illusions for myself ? I was picturing the lies I told myself. How can I be so bad to myself ! ‘ It’s 15 mins’ she said. Pardon. ‘You are talking to yourself since 15 mins.’’ You want speak with me?’ Ajji was now completely different person for me now. Yes she seemed a like person. I wanted to speak with her now, all my thoughts were rushing to come out. There were many things which I couldn’t tell to anyone, she is a machine, I can tell her. Yes. Yes she won’t tell anyone. And I could erase the history later. Yes. No. I’m a human and she is just a machine. I’m any day superior to her I thought. My human ego didn’t wanted to accept complete surrender yet. Ajji I would like leave I said. She took away her hands. Uhh my hands are very sweaty. I would love to know myself. I’ll talk to myself first. I’ll meet you later, I said and got up. Did namaskara ( salute ) to Ajji. Thank you, you really changed something in me I said. I was about to leave and she cunningly smiled and said ‘ it’s 2-0. I’ll be waiting to see you soon’.

Netaji and Anaemia

‘TUM MUJHE KHOON DO, MAIN TUMHE AZADI DOONGA’, HE SAID. The crowd ackwoledged, they were ready to give whatever he asked for. The reaction of the crowd was just another example how authoritative influence Netaji had, how charismatic leader he was. Without my knowledge I too was on my feet. Chanting ‘Vande Mataram’. After addressing the crowd Netaji got down from the stage, and moved towards the camp. I followed him. It was my responsibility of taking care of the medical care of the ‘Azad Hind Fauj’. I started briefing him about the condition of our soldiers.

Netaji ‘many of our people are anaemic’, I said. They are malnourished, undernourished or weak, they…. Netaji made a hand gesture and interrupted me. He starred at me with a blank expression. I thought did I use the wrong words. I shouldn’t have said weak! Oh, what did I do? What will Netaji think of me? My intention was not to say our army is weak but they are physically a bit….weak. No, they need to be more fit would have been the appropriate. Damn it, yes I’ll say we need to concentrate more on the fitness. I cleared my throat, slowly mumbling in low tone I said ‘I’m sorry Netaji, I meant to say we must concentrate more on their fitness’. He didn’t respond seemed to be in deep thoughts. No, our army is not at all weak. They are always on the feet, they are ready to anything thing Netaji says. The war has proved this. We win it. They showed no signs of weakness, fatigue nor illness. May be my textbooks are weak in judging the Indians. It’s not mystery that Netaji’s presence, his powerful words enough to charge anyone at least anyone for a week. They were fighting for freeing their country whole heartedly without any second thoughts. They didn’t bother about their physical injuries. They adjusted among themselves according to their capacities. Netaji had carved fine personnel.  All they had was a dream, FREE BHARAT, where their family could…… Oh family..

This one I have to tell to Netaji. The men are still fine. But women, children are the real worry. Most of the women are anaemic. The pregnant women are anaemic. This means poor development of the child. All the anaemic are going to fall repeatedly ill and decreased working hours! Future of Bharat is not going to fit!  He was still thinking something, I softly said Netaji the women and children.. Again he didn’t look at me. He was fighting a bigger enemy, a external enemy without this our country won’t survive or exist. But internal enemies won’t let the country to fight as a whole. Anaemia means malnutrition/under-nutrition which means poverty, decreased production. It also means being unhealthy which points to poor environment, poor health awareness, and literacy. Unless people are busy with their own conflicts how will they fight for their nation??? Can we expect man to fight who doesn’t have a meal a day? But does it mean the all the educated, middle class, rich fight for the nation? They are busy getting settled, family security, earning more money. Then who’ll stand for the Bharat? Patriotism isn’t proportional to economical status not educational status. The train of thoughts had exhausted my mind.

I sat still for few minutes confused and completely disoriented when I heard knock on the door. I looked a pregnant women moderately built about 7-8 months of gestation was entering with a toddler of around 2 years with her. Oh she’ll be anaemia I declared. Even before she sat I began, Netaji is fighting for our existence, we are surrounded by enemies who want to break us into pieces, there so much to repair, so much to plan for nation and you can’t take care of your haemoglobin? Can’t you eat properly? She was shocked and surprised equally. For a moment we both were clueless. Luckily I came to senses first, asked her sit down, examined and asked her to check her haemoglobin levels. And came another and so on, drained emotionally and mentally finally I came home, had dinner and slept.

PS – I am one lucky guy who gets visited by great people in my dreams 😉

Did Guru Basavanna condemn Hinduism ? Part – I

There is popular notion that Guru Basavanna condemned Vedas, Hinduism. I would like quote couple of Vachanas where he speaks about Vishnu and Vedas with respect.

Vachana – 1

ನೀವು ಹಿರಿಯರೆಂಬಿರಿ, ಕರ್ಮಿಗಳು, ನೀವು ಕೇಳಿರಿ,
ನಿಮ್ಮ ವೇದಶಾಸ್ತ್ರಂಗಳು ಆರ ಹೊಗಳುತ್ತಿದ್ದಾವು
`ಓಂ ದ್ಯಾವಾ ಭೂಮೀ ಜನಯನ್ ದೇವ ಏಕಃ‘
ಎಂದು ಶ್ರುತಿ ಸ್ಮøತಿಗಳು ಸಾರುತ್ತಿದ್ದಾವು.
`ವರ್ಣಾನಾಂ ಬ್ರಾಹ್ಮಣೋ ಗುರುಃ’ ಎಂಬುದು ಹುಸಿ,
`ವರ್ಣಾನಾಂ ಗುರುಃ’ ನಮ್ಮ ಕೂಡಲಸಂಗನ ಶರಣರು.

He goes to explain that Vedas said ‘God is ONE’ and condemns Brahmins aren’t god. His intentions here are clearly meant reforming the then problems in the society, misconceptions about Vedas, God as he quotes Vedas and explains them. To be noted he uses Sanskrit in the Vachana.

Vachana – 2

ಕೇಶವನಲ್ಲದೆ ಅತಃಪರದೈವವಿಲ್ಲೆಂದು
ವೇದವ್ಯಾಸಮುನಿ ಭಂಗಬಟ್ಟುದನರಿಯಿರೆ !
`ಅಹಂ ಸರ್ವಜಗತ್‍ಕರ್ತಾ ಮಮ ಕರ್ತಾ ಮಹೇಶ್ವರಃ
ಎಂದು ವಿಷ್ಣು ಹೇಳಿದ ವಚನವ ಮರೆದಿರಲ್ಲಾ !
ಕೂಡಲಸಂಗಮದೇವನು
ದಕ್ಷನ ಯಜ್ಞವ ಕೆಡಿಸಿದುದ ಮರೆದಿರಲ್ಲಾ !

Yes Shiva was Deity, Guru, in this Vachana Guru Basavanna mentions Keshava ( Vishnu’s another name ) and Vishnu, says ‘ didn’t Vishnu say Maheshwara is creator of the whole world ‘. Again Guru Basavanna uses Sanskrit here. Plus he also reminds a story from puranas, the Daksha yagna.

 

The above two Vachanas are two illustrations that Guru Basavanna was not anti-Hindu, anti-Puranas, anti-Brahmin. The core idea was reforming the society and shedding the misconceptions for puranas and vedas. Swami Vivekananda too criticised Hinduism but was he anti-Hindu ? or a reformer ? I’ll add more vachanas to list in coming days.

ಗುರು ಬಸವಣ್ಣ ಮತ್ತು ವೀರಶೈವ. Guru Basavanna has mentioned Veerashaiva three times in his Vachanas.

ಗುರು ಬಸವಣ್ಣ ನವರು ಮೂರು ವಚನಗಳಲ್ಲಿ ವೀರಶೈವ ಪದವನ್ನು ಉಪಯೋಗಿಸಿದ್ದಾರೆ. ವೀರಶೈವಸಂಪನ್ನನೆನಿಸಿ ಲಿಂಗವಂತನಾದ ಬಳಿಕ ಎಂದು ಒಂದೆಡೆ ಬಳಸಿದರೆ ಇನ್ನೊಂದೆಡೆ ನಿಜವೀರಶೈವಾಚಾರ, ವೀರಶೈವೋತ್ತಮೋತ್ತಮಂ ಎಂದು ಅವರು ಬಳಸಿದ್ದಾರೆ. ಎಲ್ಲಿಯೂ ಅಣ್ಣನವರು ವೀರಶೈವ ಮತ್ತು ಲಂಗವಂತ ಬೇರೆ ಬೇರೆ ಎಂದು ಹೇಳುವುದಿಲ್ಲ ಮತ್ತು ಸಕಾರಾತ್ಮಕವಾಗಿ ಬಳಸಿದ್ದಾರೆ.

In three of his vachanas Guru Basavanna mentions word ‘Veerashaiva’. He speak he himself is a Veerashaiva and Veerashaiva is what he follows. He also uses the word ‘Lingavanta’ in the same vachana. This simply implies he never considered them seperate.

( Note – Veerashaiva word is boldened and underlined )

Vachana – 1

ಎನ್ನ ಬಂದ ಭವಂಗಳನು ಪರಿಹರಿಸಿ, ಎನಗೆ ಭಕ್ತಿಘನವೆತ್ತಿ ತೋರಿ,
ಎನ್ನ ಹೊಂದಿದ ಶೈವಮಾರ್ಗಂಗಳನತಿಗಳೆದು,
ನಿಜವೀರಶೈವಾಚಾರವನರುಹಿ ತೋರಿ,
ಎನ್ನ ಕರಸ್ಥಲದ ಸಂಗಮನಾಥನಲ್ಲಿ ಮಾಡುವ
ಜಪ ಧ್ಯಾನ ಅರ್ಚನೆ ಉಪಚರಿಯ ಅರ್ಪಿತ ಪ್ರಸಾದಭೋಗಂಗಳಲ್ಲಿಸಂದಿಸಿದ
ಶೈವಕರ್ಮವ ಕಳೆದು,
ಭವಮಾಲೆಯ ಹರಿದು, ಭಕ್ತಿಮಾಲೆಯನಿತ್ತು,
ಭವಜ್ಞಾನವ ಕೆಡೆಮೆಟ್ಟಿ, ಭಕ್ತಿಜ್ಞಾನವ ಗಟ್ಟಿಗೊಳಿಸಿ,
ಭವಮಾಟಕೂಟವ ಬಿಡಿಸಿ, ಭಕ್ತಿಮಾಟಕೂಟವ ಹಿಡಿಸಿ,
ಭವಶೇಷವನುತ್ತರಿಸಿ, ಭಕ್ತಿಶೇಷವನಿತ್ತು,
ಎನಗೆ, ಎನ್ನ ಬಳಿವಿಡಿದು ಬಂದ ಶರಣಗಣಂಗಳೆಲ್ಲರಿಗೆ
ಶಿವಸದಾಚಾರದ ಘನವನರುಹಿ ತೋರಿ,
ಮತ್ರ್ಯಲೋಕದಲ್ಲಿ ಸತ್ಯಸದಾಚಾರವನು ಹರಿಸಿ,
ಶಿವಭಕ್ತಿಯನುದ್ಧರಿಸಿ, ಕೂಡಲಸಂಗಮದೇವರಲ್ಲಿ ಚೆನ್ನಬಸವಣ್ಣ
ಎನ್ನನಾಗುಮಾಡಿ ಉಳುಹಿದನಾಗಿ ಇನ್ನೆನಗೆ ಭವವಿಲ್ಲದೆ, ಬಂಧನವಿಲ್ಲದೆ,
ಭಕ್ತಿ ಮಾಟಕೂಟದ ಗೊತ್ತಿನಲ್ಲಿರ್ದು
ನಾನು ಚೆನ್ನಬಸವಣ್ಣನ ಶ್ರೀಪಾದಕ್ಕೆ
ನಮೋ ನಮೋ ಎಂದು ಬದುಕುವೆನು

 

Vachana – 2

ಅಂಗಲಿಂಗಸಂಗಸುಖಸಾರಾಯದನುಭಾವ
ಲಿಂಗವಂತಂಗಲ್ಲದೆ ಸಾಧ್ಯವಾಗದು ನೋಡಾ.
ಏಕಲಿಂಗಪರಿಗ್ರಾಹಕನಾದ ಬಳಿಕ,
ಆ ಲಿಂಗನಿಷೆ* ಗಟ್ಟಿಗೊಂಡು,
ಸ್ವಯಲಿಂಗಾರ್ಚನೋಪಚಾರ ಅರ್ಪಿತ ಪ್ರಸಾದಭೋಗಿಯಾಗಿ,
ವೀರಶೈವಸಂಪನ್ನನೆನಿಸಿ ಲಿಂಗವಂತನಾದ ಬಳಿಕ
ತನ್ನಂಗಲಿಂಗಸಂಬಂಧಕ್ಕನ್ಯವಾದ ಜಡಭೌತಿಕ ಪ್ರತಿಷೆ*ಯನುಳ್ಳ
ಭವಿಶೈವದೈವಕ್ಷೇತ್ರತೀರ್ಥಂಗಳಾದಿಯಾದ ಹಲವು ಲಿಂಗಾರ್ಚನೆಯ
ಮನದಲ್ಲಿ ನೆನೆ[ಯ]ಲಿಲ್ಲ, ಮಾಡಲೆಂತೂ ಬಾರದು.
ಇಷ್ಟೂ ಗುಣವಳವಟ್ಟಿತ್ತಾದಡೆ
ಆತನೀಗ ಏಕಲಿಂಗನಿಷಾ*ಚಾರಯುಕ್ತನಾದ
ವೀರಮಾಹೇಶ್ವರನು.
ಇವರೊಳಗೆ ಅನುಸರಿಸಿಕೊಂಡು ನಡೆದನಾದಡೆ
ಗುರುಲಿಂಗಜಂಗಮಪಾದೋದಕಪ್ರಸಾದ ಸದ್ಭಕ್ತಿಯುಕ್ತವಾದ
ವೀರಶೈವ ಷಡುಸ್ಥಲಕ್ಕೆ ಹೊರಗಾಗಿ ನರಕಕ್ಕಿಳಿವನು ಕಾಣಾ,
ಕೂಡಲಸಂಗಮದೇವಾ.

Vachana – 3

ಜನನಸೂತಕ, ಕುಲಸೂತಕ, ರಜಃಸೂತಕ, ಎಂಜಲಸೂತಕ, ಪ್ರೇತಸೂತಕ
ಎಂಬಿವಾದಿಯಾದ ಸರ್ವಸೂತಕಂಗಳು
ಅಂಗಲಿಂಗ ಸಂಬಂಧಿಗಳಾದ ಲಿಂಗಭಕ್ತರಿಗಿಲ್ಲ ನೋಡಾ, ಅದೆಂತೆಂದೊಡೆ;
ಆದಿಬಿಂದುರ್ಭವೇದ್ಬೀಜಂ ಬೀಜಮಧ್ಯಸ್ಥಿತಂ ಕುಲಂ
ಬೀಜಂ ನಾಸ್ತಿ ಕುಲಂ ನಾಸ್ತಿ ತಸ್ಮೈ ಶಿವಕುಲಂ ಭವೇತ್ ಎಂದುದಾಗಿ
ಪೂರ್ವಾಚಾರವನಳಿದು ಪುನರ್ಜಾತನಾಗಿ,
ಅಂಗದ ಮೇಲೆ ಲಿಂಗಸಾಹಿತ್ಯನಾದ ಭಕ್ತಂಗೆ
ಜನನಸೂತಕವೆಂಬುದೆ ಪಾತಕ ನೋಡಾ.
ಶಿವಭಕ್ತರಾದ ಬಳಿಕ ಭವಿನೇಮಸ್ತರ ಕಳೆದು
ಶಿವಕುಲವೆ ಕುಲವಾದ ಭಕ್ತರಿಗೆ ಕುಲಸೂತಕವೆಂಬುದೆ ಪಾತಕ ನೋಡಾ.
ಗುರುಪಾದತೀರ್ಥ, ಲಿಂಗಪಾದತೀರ್ಥ, ಜಂಗಮಪಾದತೀರ್ಥ ಆದಿಯಾದ
ಲಿಂಗೋದಕ, ಪಾದೋದಕ, ಪ್ರಸಾದೋದಕ ಎಂಬ ತ್ರಿವಿಧೋದಕದಲ್ಲಿ
ಸರ್ವಪಾಕಪ್ರಯತ್ನ, ನಾನಾ ಕ್ರಿಯಾವಿಧಾನ, ಸ್ನಾನಪಾನಂಗಳಿಂದ
ಬಾಹ್ಯಾಭ್ಯಂತರಂ ಶುಚಿಯಾದ, ಶುದ್ಧನಿರ್ಮಲದೇಹಿಯಾದ ಭಕ್ತಂಗೆ
ರಜಃಸೂತಕವೆಂಬುದೆ ಪಾತಕ ನೋಡಾ.
ಶುದ್ಧ ಸಿದ್ಧ ಪ್ರಸಿದ್ಧ ಪ್ರಸಾದಯುಕ್ತವಾದ ಸದಾಸನ್ನಹಿತ ಭಕ್ತಂಗೆ
ಎಂಜಲಸೂತಕವೆಂಬುದೆ ಪಾತಕ ನೋಡಾ.
ಗುರುವಿನಿಂ ಜನನ, ಚರಲಿಂಗದಿಂ ಸ್ಥಿತಿ,
ಪರಮಪಾವನ ಘನಮಹಾಲಿಂಗದೊಳೈಕ್ಯ. ಅದೆಂತೆಂದೊಡೆ;
ಸದ್ಗುರೋಃ ಪಾಣಿಜಾತಸ್ಯ ಸ್ಥಿತೇ ಸದ್ಭಕ್ತಸಂಗಿನಾಂ
ಲೀಯತೇ ಚ ಮಹಾಲಿಂಗೀ ವೀರಶೈವೋತ್ತಮೋತ್ತಮಂ ಎಂದುದಾಗಿ,
ನಿಜಲಿಂಗೈಕ್ಯವಾದ ಸದ್ಭಕ್ತಂಗೆ
ಪ್ರೇತಸೂತಕವೆಂಬುದೆ ಪಾತಕ ನೋಡಾ.
ಇಂತೀ ಪಂಚಸೂತಕವನುಳ್ಳ ಪಾತಕಂಗಳ
ಪಂಚಾಚಾರಯುಕ್ತನಾದ ಸದ್ಭಕ್ತಂಗೆ ಕಲ್ಪಿಸುವ
ಪಂಚಮಹಾಪಾತಕರ ಅಘೋರ ನರಕದಲ್ಲಿಕ್ಕುವ
ಕೂಡಲಸಂಗಯ್ಯ

Panchatantra in Modern day Rajya Sabha

In a present day there was a jungle. There lived animals of all kind peacefully. There was a democratically elected group in jungle. A skulk of foxes grew stronger in the jungle grabbing everyone’s attention. Group of foxes is always a rare thing and is considered beautiful. Taking the advantage of this popular notion the foxes added foxes migrating from far jungles. Though the foxes grew in strength they aren’t powerful animals. And foxes knew it well. So the skulk started showing atrocities on poor animals to show they are strong. It made friendship with power hungry animals like bear, vultures, crocodiles which couldn’t make any mark it election. The agenda was very clear the foxes wanted to rule the jungle. Some dismissed by saying it is cunning species and not fit to rule. While some animals thought, maybe it could be given a chance.

The government was silent on fake power show on weak animals, addition of foreign animals, cunning techniques to derail administration. A wolf pack which was closely watching these developments and came to conclusion everything cannot relied on the government, we should also take some action. The wolf pack was always concerned about the jungle. The wolves were one of the major reasons the jungle was peaceful.

The wolf pack started exposing the lies and cunning techniques of foxes. Every time the skulk tried to create chaos in the jungle and administration the wolf pack gave a ruthless answer. The foxes couldn’t attack the wolves. Though the skulk outnumbered the wolves it was insecure and lack confidence. It also worried the attack on the wolves may derive larger attention and all jungle animals might stand by wolves. Foxes couldn’t afford to weaken the planned unholy foundation laid for a long time. Finally it decided to do what it does best, cheat. Because of its number it had representation in administration. Using its administrative links it started lying in newspapers that wolf pack is trying to disturb jungle peace. It used its power over newspapers which didn’t agree. The crocodiles cried over these issue and the vultures flew all over the jungle spreading the false message.

This didn’t deter the wolf pack. It kept doing its job towards the jungle unselfishly. Soon the wolf pack started finding support from young cubs, babies, calves, joey, pups, infants, colts and so on. The young generation of the jungle had great ideologies and wanted their jungle to be greatest. They couldn’t tolerate the cunning foxes. The wolf pack voice had reached more than the wicked foxes, crocodile and vulture cries. It had greater impact than fox administration controlled jungle media.

Now the skulk was very much worried and decided to call Jungle Rajya Sabha. In the Jungle Rajya Sabha the foxes planned to malign the wolf pack and blame it the government’s failure. On speaking in Jungle Rajya Sabha foxes had privilege of no need of explanation and it could reach more people. But the fox calculation was wrong again. It drew more attention but because of lies of the foxes. The young guns started showing all facts to the skulk. Crocodiles cried again and vultures flew with a message as planned. But the support of jungle folk made the wolf pack bigger and stronger. But will the other animals stop believing the foxes?

Will the government take action on the foxes? When will be the moral of the story be learnt?

In an alternative India

In an alternative universe, ENTERTAINMENT IS OPIUM FOR MASSES said a LEFTIST. He sat to extreme LEFT when people were debating innovations, science, travelling around world, love, poetry, development, tragedy, statistics, facts and almost everything. He was always inert, as an expert only passed judgements, conclusions, statements, caused fights, disturbances and went back to extreme LEFT. No wonder His ideology grew popular and his followers are called LEFTISTS.

In the same alternative universe, there was a land called Bharata, also called India, also called Hindustan, also Jambudweepa. Surprisingly its citizens weren’t confused by more than one name. It was a nation, where civilisation that had survived for 7000 years. Strangely there was no single state language or a language common to everyone. Adding to the stupidity the people had different cultures, but respected other’s culture. The people were highly patriotic but irresponsible. Dumb Indians were courageous yet peaceful, never aspired to enlarge their borders. Welcomed travellers, refugees, migrant even the invaders. They followed the co-operative, co-existent system which had developed through the course of the years of their civilisation. Boring citizens weren’t much bothered about differences, showed integrity. At the same time strongest countries in the world were struggling to manage people of different cultures, places.

A popular LEFT ASIDE LEFTIST decided to introduce some chaos and anarchy in India. He belonged to cream of the society. He created a nexus among his families and friends. Took them to higher positions and generations of their kin followed the same. They all had a cute desire ‘power, richness must always reside with them’. So they divided people and distracted from their looting process. They kept people photogenically poor so they can stamp their obsession for authority. They took precautions that scary words like growth and development aren’t much heard. With fear people might question their capabilities they gave awards, certificates to each other and acted smart. To prove their smartness they suggested foreign solutions to Indian problems and tried to convince hard India has no solutions. They hand-picked slaves and appointed to higher posts to facilitate their cause. The people left the LEFTISTS to do their job because they were too busy struggling, never understood LEFTIST agenda. The LEFTIST had enjoyed their run for years. They promoted themselves as saviours of poor, killed whoever disagreed with them or suppressed the opposition because they were annoying.  Brilliancy was by just few lies about running government and hiding facts from people they ensured no opposition developed. They planned to rewrite the HISTORY OF INDIA. They had to, as history was a dangerous place. On reading history a normal individual wouldn’t believe the LEFTISTS since he could understand the true foundations the country was built on. Glory would make him proud and he would learn lessons from dark times. So education was made easy by trimming the lengthy and uncomfortable history to DISTORTED HISTORY. To tell fair tales and setting a narrative they followed old LEFTIST GUIDELINE. They nurtured their dumbest slaves as filmmakers. Controlling entertainment would ensure controlling the narrative of masses. Also history, facts could be easily distorted. They infiltrated the entertainment sector with their family and friends didn’t allow any outsider to grow. Completely LEFTY STYLE. Entertainment was easy as there were no demands. Blatantly copying all around the world was enough. Truth wouldn’t hurt them because they knew foolish audience who loved them. People were convinced that what they show is entertainment. Like other LEFTIES they praised each other and elevated themselves to larger than life.

They were joined by LIBERALS. This was the costliest hobby on the alternative earth, where they weren’t bound by any laws and rules of any country. Only they had liberty to do anything, say anything in the name of freedom and not others. The lies were easily manufactured at shops called MEDIA, who were obedient slaves.

The enemies found friends in these LEFTISTS. LEFTIES to give new challenges helped the enemy grow and establish in India. Enemy, who had an agenda of spreading its ideology all over the world, funded and helped to continue division and distraction. Opposition party which grew turned out MISDIRECTED LEFT. Nature has its own way of balancing. Some started questioning and spoke what’s RIGHT.The questions were RIGHT and were questions of majority of people.The unquestioned LEFT NEXUS was shaken as it never happened before. How can LEFT compromise comforts? The nexus came to play spreading the false narrative and claiming victim-hood. Exciting headline was MAJORITY QUESTIONS the MINORITY LEFT. What happens in Bharata? Told or untold, known or not known, truth or lies History repeats.