If temple idols suddenly start speaking,
All the devotees, from sanctum, start sneaking!
The god who is all pervading
For fear of human, now hiding!
The god Almighty is cemented*
To altar, by him He created!
(* In Hindu temples, the idols are fixed on the altar by
'Ashta bandham', i.e. eight knots, a rite of cementing
and consecration using gum made of eight ingredients
consisting of lacs and seeds)
Who created man is unsolved mystery
But, creation of god is man's mastery!
Who is, how is and what name is the God?
Man gives various answers as per his mood!
If everywhere the god fill,
Where, on earth, do devils dwell?
Prayers are like letters sent by post
Some may reach, some in transit, get lost.
Why count thy incantations by rosaries,
To be accounted in Lord's inventories?
So good, you're praying for hitting jackpot,
But, buy a ticket at the racing spot!
The timid bashful lotus, the mud born,
Reached the palm of the Lord*, by devotion.
(* Hindu God Vishnu, the second among the Trinity, is
depicted as holding a full bloom lotus on his right
palm.)
Formless god is difficult to conceive
Formation of the formless is defective.
God, like spice to the soup,
Adds flavour to life's scope.
For all our deeds, let Him be patron;
For he shall, all our mistakes, pardon.
Partha* prayed unto the Lord to be his charioteer;
Whom do you opt to drive yours thro' the future?
(* Another name for Arjuna, the warrior hero of Hindu
scripture, Mahabharata)
Rituals are based on solid truth;
The faithless find it all mere stealth.
"Man proposes but God disposes", an adage;
If proposal be divine, even God will budge.
All the bank balance you have piled up
Can't tilt His balance when you are called up.
Only at the hour of calamity
We all seek helping hand of Almighty!
Lord who taught us not to expect fruit of action*
Hath never sought reward for prayers he'd sanction
(* Lord Krishna in Bhagvat Gita)
God is not one we should visit;
Make Him descend into our midst.
When one has to wage a Mahabharatha war
Certainly need a "Krishna" to prop him from rear.
The religions amidst us were not founded
By Krishna, Jesus, Buddha or Muhammad.
Unmanifest will manifest
When atheist becomes theist.
You shall thank God for being generous
In giving you that he's denied others.
God used to come in the guise of man;
Now the man comes in the guise of God.
If "child is the father of man",
Man is the father of God.
Drop the 'I' from "O I'm", "O me", "O my" and "O mine"
Remaining is Om,* chanting which makes one's life divine.
(* The monosyllable hymn of Hindus called "Pranava
Manthra" believed to be the source of the entire cosmos,
chanting of which is believed to produce psychosomatic
changes in the body)
If our god is present everywhere,
Should one go to temple for prayer?
God is in you and you are in God
But you are you, you cannot be God.
One step you pace forward on the road to God,
You will be few steps nearer to his abode.
Sacraments are not made for God to eat.
In it, man gives himself his choicest treat.
Radha* still awaits, on the banks of Yamuna,
That determined not to return cupid Krishna.
(* Radha, was the consort of Sri Krishna until
adolescence in Brindanvan. When he left for Mathura for
good, He promised to rejoin her soon but he never did.
She awaits him since the moment He left her. The
expectation of sweet re-union keeps her alive and her
fondness for Krishna remains fresh in her bosom. So does
a devotee.)