The Fury of Nature

I felt I have seen all shades of nature, serene moonlight, calm early dawn and sad dusk.
Nature has its own way of communication. Sit still,watch it,feel it and you can understand its great power.
But I have never experienced that hidden side of nature that I watched in this devastating flood,indeed an unprecedented one. Everything seemed fine till 11th morning and then all of a sudden next morning there was havoc fear and running for shelter.Lucky were the few,us included, who did not have to leave their residence otherwise there was total chaos helplessness and bewilderment. Water water everywhere nor any drop to drink. I don't know who framed it and under what circumstance but at that time water was everywhere with it's turbulent flow.

Nature seemed furious, hell bent on taking revenge, it did not discriminate between rich and poor, village or town. The devastation caused by flood is making news. Cut off from the world as there was no electricity,so no T V, no news paper. At this time I felt how Gulliver would have felt stranded. on an Island. We human beings have lots of tenacity. We struggle, we survive and then go along with flow of life but should the species having highest degree of intelligence simply forget and not learn any lesson? Flood is a menace which shows it's "tandav" in north Bihar every year, sure, this was unprecedented this year but what has been done to deal with it?                        
                                                                               ( Views expressed and written by Dr. Usha Dubey)
                                                                                  The writer teaches zoology at NJM college,
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Bird songs

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Birds sing.Birds song consists of notes. Songs are sung mainly by males.
Birds sing during flight. Birds sing at dawn. Birds sing during courtship.
What is a song? A song has stanza,para and melody. If  bird vocalization has this property, it is a song, otherwise its a call. Some birds sing duets. Some know their songs at birth. Some require tutoring. Birds sing to impress and attract mate.Birds sing to declare their territory. Birds sing to identify and communicate with family members. Birds sing to announce the presence of an enemy and to covey information about food.

Bird song is partly innate and partly learned. Notes are innate but the melody is learned.
In some species , the female also sings. A bird in Panama sings every three hours, day and night.

                    Bird song is an excellent example  of intimate interaction between nature and nurture.

INSOMNIAC?

It is 2 'o' clock. I am awake, Sleep is not coming to me in spite of all efforts. When all efforts failed,suddenly I became nervous. I dialed Bibhas. He replied but seemed reluctant to come. But  I am composed now and I am writing this post. Internet came to my rescue. Very soon it will be dawn and I will be on morning walk.

Ahilya Asthan

Ahilya Asthan is famous for a historical temple. It is situated about 3 Km south to Kamtaul Railway Station in Jale Block of Darbhanga District. When Lord Rama was on his way to Janakpur  his feet touched a stone and it turned into a woman who was non else but Ahilya.
Her husband Gautam Rishi had cursed Ahilya to turn into stone. The injustice done to the wife Ahilya by her husband , Rishi Gautam who was himself the author of "Nyay Sutra" is simply unforgettable  but it all happened due to a conspiracy and mischief and most ungodly behaviour of God Indra.

Lord Shiva had to intervene and Lord Vishnu had to incarnate as Rama to get the injustice undone.

Khuda ko Bibi ?

It is said that tha Saint at Kaliar Sharif was very zalali. It is also said that he stood under a tree for twelve years without food and drink. In order to break his  inertia, his parents sent his wife to him who said that she was his wife.He at once said " KHUDA KO BIBI  ? " and the wife at once was burnt to ashes. It is therefore one is lead to  Mazar Sharif  ( Kaliar Sharif) not straight but through zig zag way.

                                                                        ( As told by P K Dubey,a desciple of Sri DataKambalShah)

Departed relatives do come in the astral world

Departed relatives sometimes  come in dreams. Such dreams can be true experiences, especially if you deeply miss your loved ones. It was only a day before yesterday in the morning  at about 6 'o' clock  that I had one such experience.

I saw Papa sitting along with three other persons on a  "chatay'  in the premises of  Data Kambal Shah at Goshala Road  Muzaffarpur. Lal Chacha  was doing something around whom I recognized at once.Papa glanced at me very ordinarily and fully aware of the fact that he is no more in this world  I,  without any hesitation,  touched his feet. It is to be noted that I had never touched his feet during his entire life time.

Before this experience I had trouble in sleeping since I came back here after performing the the last rites at Godda. A calm prevailed on my mind  then, and I started sleeping well.

I was not wonder struck on this vision.   I was knowing this.  A liberated soul like him is always on mission

He had a mission  in this  life and he has a mission  still even in cosmic life.

                                                               JAI SRI DATA KAMBAL SHAH

Preoccupations

The biggest problem in life is our preoccupations. I come from a country which boasts of the most researched ways of soul srearching. We have thousands of ways to search for the meaning of life. We have the knowledge of the cosmic presence of an all Pervading Power. We know  how little we, our conflicts and our problems matter in this vast limitless creation. Still we pay little heed to all that Jaaz because all our lives we are preoccupied---- with our own thoughts, our own ideas,our own problems. We are preoccupied with the problem of survival forgetting all the while that survival is natural. We don't learn to breathe,do we ?
When I was in school I was preoccupied with the problem of what I would do after School. Would I be able to make it to a good college? In college I was preoccupied with the problem of how good a career would I have. I was worried thinking when I would fall in love. When I fell in love Iwas worried whether or not it would work out fine, After I broke up I was preoccupied with the problem of picking up the pieces and starting again.All the while I took the good moments for granted and made a hue and cry about the bad ones. In my own mind I gave much more weight to the failures than the successes. All the while I forgot to live because I was preoccupied with my own fears.
Life is predestined. We are born. We will die. when we die we will not take anything with us including the failures and the successes. at the final moment  of our reunion with the universe nothing will matter, We can do nothing to stop the forces of universe from working in their own fashion, Our preoccupations serve nothing  and no one.
Happiness, however transitory it may be, is worth cherishing. These moments are small gifts to us given by The Ultimate Power for enduring the shocks and surprises She bestows upon us. It is wise to get rid of our worries and preoccupations as we don't have a right to these. The only thing we are supposed to do so is to live the moment, enjoy the gifts and reunite with The Univers with smiling face.



N B- this piece of write -up was  picked up by me from a dust bin of my house. The write-up was on the back of an old envelope thrown in the dust bin. Although the writer is Anonymus ,I guess She may be one of my children.