Mayaajaala

ಕನಸಿನ ಕನ್ಯೆ

ರವಿಯ ರಮ್ಯತೆಯಲಿ ರಮಿಸಿರುವೆ ರತ್ನದಂತೆ
ಕವಿಯ ಕವಿತೆಯಲಿ ಕುಳಿತಿರುವೆ ಕರಗದಂತೆ
ದಿನದ ದಿನಚರಿಯ ಧರಿಸಿರುವೆ ಧರಿತ್ರಿಯಂತೆ
ಮನದ ಮಮತೆಯಲಿ ಮಲಗಿರುವೆ ಮಗುವಿನಂತೆ ||೧||

ಸುಧೆಯ ಸವಿಸಿರುವೆ ಸುಂದರ ಸಮುದ್ರದಂತೆ
ಹ್ರುದಯ ಹೊಮ್ಮಿಸಿರುವೆ ಹೊಸ ಹುಮ್ಮಸ್ಸಿನಂತೆ
ಚಿತ್ತವ ಚೆಲ್ಲಿರುವೆ ಚಿತ್ತಾರದ ಚಿತ್ರದಂತೆ
ಹುತ್ತವ ಹುಟ್ಟಿಸಿರುವೆ ಹೊಂಗನಸಿನ ಹರುಷದಂತೆ ||೨||

ಕಣ್ಣಂಚಿನಲೆ ಕಂಡಿರುವೆ ಕರುಣೆಯನು ಕನಸಿನಂತೆ
ಕಾರಂಜಿಯಲೆ ಕುಣಿದಿರುವೆ ಕನಸಿನ ಕನ್ಯೆಯಂತೆ
ನಲುಮೆಯಲಿ ನಲಿದಿರುವೆ ನವಿಲಿನ ನಾಟ್ಯದಂತೆ
ಒಲುಮೆಯಲಿ ಒಲಿದಿರುವೆ ಒಡಲಾಳದ ಓಟದಂತೆ ||೩||

ಸುಪ್ತದಿ ಸರಿದಾಡಿರುವೆ ಸರ್ಪದ ಸರಸದಂತೆ
ಗುಪ್ತದಿ ಗಡಿದಾಟಿರುವೆ ಗರುಡನ ಗರ್ವದಂತೆ
ಸರ್ವತ್ರವೂ ಸಮಾಗಮಿಸಿರುವೆ ಸುಗಂಧದ ಸ್ವಾದದಂತೆ
ವಿಚಿತ್ರವೂ ವಿರಮಿತವಾಗಿದೆ ವೈರಾಗ್ಯದ ವಾದದಂತೆ ||೪||

ತಮಸಿನಲಿ ತಳುಹಿರುವೆ ತೊರೆದಿರುವೆ ತಂತ್ರದಂತೆ
ಕನಸಿನಲಿ ಕಂಡಿರುವೆ ಕಾಣೆಯಾಗಿರುವೆ ಕೆಂಡದ ಕೆಂಪಿನಂತೆ
ಮರೆವೆಂಬುದ ಮರೆಸಿರುವೆ ಮಾಯಗಾರನ ಮಂತ್ರದಂತೆ
ಹಸಿವೆಂಬುದ ಹೊರಗಿರಿಸಿರುವೆ ಹೊಸಿಲಾಚೆಯ ಹಣತೆಯಂತೆ ||೫||

ಚೆಲುವನ್ನು ಚೆಲ್ಲು ಚಂದಿರನ ಚಂದದಂತೆ
ಗೆಲುವನ್ನು ಗೆಲ್ಲು ಗಂಧರ್ವನ ಗಾನದಂತೆ
ಅರಿಸಿರುವೆ ಅರ್ಥವ ಅರಸಿನ ಆಕಾಶದ ಅರಮನೆಯಂತೆ
ಬಯಸಿರುವೆ ಭಾರದ ಬದುಕಿನ ಬಂಗಾರದ ಬೆಡಗಿಯಂತೆ ||೬||

-ಪ್ರವೀಣ್ ಮಾಯಾಕರ್

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tanhai mein jab hum jeete hain
pal woh yaad aate hain
jab tumhara saath samay bitaya tha
jab tum hase the aur hasaya tha
zindagi ke woh kuch pal joh meethe hain
unhi ke sahare tanhayin mein hum jeete hain

In English:
In loneliness i am living
Those moments i keep rejoicing
When i had spent time with you
When u laughed and i laughed with you
These are those sweet moments of life
which help me live this lonely life

-Praveen Mayakar

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For your eyes only!

Wandering and withered, waves of leaves are wind blown
wind has it words said, change is what you need
whispering thoughts would want a wonder woven
Where is it? where wonders occur!, in wonderful warmth wound

Seeking solitude, stopped is my strength in the silhouette of my shadows
seeking is my soul, a serving of sugary syrup sent by an angel
strenuous, yet soothing seems the journey, searching are my eyes
saying to self, striving with strength, success is yours, strive let be heaven or hell

For a brief, belief is forgotten, bound by its true beauty
Be it real, be it false, best of beauty is what i see is bestowed!
Burning is my desire, to dive and sink, never been before so, barely,
Better than ever, bewildered yet blinded by the boon, those eyes beloved!

Sinking in your eyes of undying unending love of well
Shined by your eyes alike the brilliant bright stars of heaven
risen in your eyes that are the red roses, ravishing and beautiful
Dying in your eyes that are a deadly duo, daring and dazzlin’

>> Praveen Mayakar

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Here is a translation that i wrote for the above video.

Birth of Ganesha

Once Parvathi (Lord Shiva’s Wife) was taking bath in her bathroom. Then all of a sudden Shankara (Lord Shiva) came there.Seeing him Parvathi was embarassed and was very shy.

Parvathi was thinking that this should not repeat and something must be done about it. Her servants suggested her to have a trusted guard who would only obey her commands.She liked the idea! and makes an idol out dirt and the Sughanda ( cosmetic paste from sandal wood tree) on her body.Then using her mantra shakti (verses with magical powers) she gave life to the idol!She then appointed him as her guard and gave instructions not to allow anyone inside her bath room. As per her orders the guard stopped everyone who comes.

Once Lord Shiva came there and made multiple requests to have access inside.But he never listened to any of his requests.He is shankara, his anger is always on the tip of his nose ( he gets angry too soon!) and now a nail-sized guard does not allow him inside his own home!!! Thinking so, Shankara’s anger reached limits and using his Trishula (Shankara’s weapon) he beheaded the guards head.The strength was so much in the shot of the weapon that the head flew to the sky and landed far away.

After sometime, Parvathi comes and sees the beheaded guard and gets very angry. She vows to burn all the 3 worlds ( earth, heaven and hell).Hearing about this, the gods who knew the powers of parvathi were afraid and requested Shiva to stop her. Then Shiva asked his disciples to look for the head. But after all the search they were not able to find the head.Then Shiva asked them to get the head of the animal that they first see.

Meanwhile, A  rakhshasa (Demon) named “Gajasura” was coming towards Kailasa ( Shiva’s homeland in the himalayas) to trouble the gods. His body was of human and his head was that of an elephant. Seeing him shankara beheaded him for good. Then he used the head of Gajasura and fixed it to the body of the guard. Then using his magical powers he gave life to the guard!

Parvathi was now happy and accepted Gajavadana ( One with the face of an elephant) as her son. Then Shankara gave all his Ganas ( Virtues) to him and named him Ganesha ( Lord of Virtues). When prayed before starting any tasks the tasks would have no problems if blessed by Ganesha said Lord Shankara.

This way Parvathi’s idol became ganapathi and he was then liked by everyone.

>>Praveen Mayakar

ಇತ್ತೀಚೆಗೆ ನಡೆದ ಒಂದು ಸಂಭಾಷಣೆ ಇದು. ನಾನು ಮತ್ತು ನನ್ನ ಸ್ನೇಹಿತರೊಬ್ಬರ ನಡುವೆ ನಡೆದದ್ದು. ನಾನು ಆ ದಿನ ಬಹಳ stress ಆಗಿದ್ದೆ. ಈ ರೀತಿ ನಾನು ಹೆಚ್ಚು stress ಆದಾಗ ನನ್ನ creativity ಸ್ವಲ್ಪ ಜಾಸ್ತಿಯಾಗಿರುತ್ತೆ. ಹೀಗಿರುವಾಗ ಪಾಪ ನನ್ನ friendಗೆ ನಾನು ಕವಿಯಂತೆ ಉತ್ತರ ಕೊಟ್ಟು ತಲೆ ತಿಂದಿದ್ದು ಇಲ್ಲಿ ಕೆಳಗಿನ chat logನಲ್ಲಿ ವ್ಯಕ್ತವಾಗತ್ತೆ. ಓದಿ ಆನಂದಿಸಿ.

Friend: ರೀ ಪ್ರವೀಣಾ ಈ ತರ ಧ್ರೋಹ ಮಾಡ್ತೀರಾ ಅಂತ ಕನಸಲ್ಲೂ ಎಣಿಸಿರಲಿಲ್ಲಾ!!

ನಾನು: ಧ್ರೋಹವನಾಚರಿಸಲು ನಾನ್ಯಾರಯ್ಯ? ಧ್ರೋಹದ ಮೋಹದೊಳಗೆ ಸಿಲುಕದವ ನಾ. ಶಿವನೇ ಶಂಭುಲಿಂಗ!

Friend: ಶಿವನೇ ಅಂತ ಪದ ಬೇರೆ ಹಾಡ್ತೀರಾ… ಹೊಸಬರ ಮೇಲೆ ಇರೋ ಕರುಣೆ ನಮ್ ಮೇಲೆ ಇಲ್ವೆ ನಿಮಗೆ?!!!

ನಾನು: ಹೊಸದು ಹಳೆಯದು, ಕನಸು ನನಸಿನಂತಿರಲು ಹೊಸ ಕನಸ ಕಟ್ಟಲು ಹಳೆ ನನಸ ನೆನೆಸಲು ನನಗೆ ಹೊಸ ಹರುಷತರುವುದೆ! ಜೈ ಮಾಕ್ಮಲ್ಲಮ್ಮ!

Friend: ಅಯ್ಯೋ… ಈಗ ಬಿಟ್ಬಿಡಿಯಪ್ಪಾ, ನನ್ನ ಮೇಲೆ ಸ್ವಲ್ಪ ದಯೆ ತೋರ್ಸಿ!

ನಾನು: ಬಿಡುವುದು ಬಿಟ್ಟುಕೊಡುವುದು ಬಿಡಿಸಿಕೊಂಡವರಿಗೆ, ಕುಳಿತು ಕೂಳುಣ್ಣಿಸುವವನ ಕರುಣೆಯೆ ಕರ್ಮ. ಅಣ್ಣ ಬಸವಣ್ಣ!

Friend: ಸರಿ ಸರಿ ಸ್ವಾಮಿ, ಅರ್ಥವಾಯಿತು…

ನಾನು: ಅರಿವು ಅರಿತವರಿಗೆ ಅರಿತದ್ದು, ಮರೆವವರಿಗೆ ಅರಿವು ಮರೆತರೆಲ್ಲಿಯ ಅರಿವೆಂದ ಸರ್ವಜ್ನ!

Friend: ಚೆನ್ನಾಗಿದೆ…ನಿಮ್ಗೆ ಎಲ್ಲ ಕಂಠಪಾಟವಾಗಿದೆ ಅಂತ ಮಾತ್ರ ಹೇಳ್ಬೇಡಿ, ಗೊತ್ತು ನಿಮ್ಮ ಬ್ರೌಸಿಂಗ್ ಸ್ಕಿಲ್ಸ್ ನಂಗೆ!!

ನಾನು: ಇರುವ ಇಂತಿಷ್ಟು ತಿರುಳಿನ ತಮಸಿನಿಂದ ತೆಗೆದು ತುಪ್ಪವಾಗಿಸಿ ತಣ್ಣಗಾಗಿಸಿ ಉಣಿಸಿದ್ದಕ್ಕೆ ಸಿಗುವ ಉತ್ತರವೆ ಇದು? ಚೆನ್ನಕೇಶವ!

Friend: ಹಾಹ್ಹಾ ಹಾಹ್ಹಾ…ರೀ ಸಕ್ಕತ್ತಾಗಿದೆ!

ನಾನು: ದುಂಬಿಯು ಸಾವಿರ ಹೂವುಗಳಿಂದ ತಂದು ಕೂಡಿಟ್ಟ ಜೇನು ಕಪ್ಪು ನರಮನಸಿನ ಮಾನವನ ನಾಲಿಗೆಗೆ ತಾಕಿ ಸಿಹಿಯೆನಿಸದೆ ತಿರಸ್ಕರಿಸಿದಾಗ…ದುಂಬಿಗೇನೆನ್ನಿಸುವುದು?

ದುಂಬಿಗೇಕೆ ನರಮಾನವನ ಚಿಂತೆ, ಸುಂದರ ಹೂವುಗಳ ಸುಧೆಯನ್ನ ಸವಿದ ಸುಖದಲ್ಲೆ ಸಂತಸದಿ ತಾ ಮಿಂದು ಮನಸನ್ನು ಮುಗಿಲಿಗೇರಿಸಿ ಮುದದಿಂದ ಮರಣವಪ್ಪುವುದು ಮಂಕುತಿಮ್ಮ!

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ನಾನು: ಮಂಕುತಿಮ್ಮನಿಗೆ ಜಯವೆಂದು ಹೇಳುವ ತಮ್ಮನಿಗೆ ತಿಮ್ಮ! ಮಂಕುತಿಮ್ಮ! ನೀನು ತಮ್ಮನಂತಿದ್ದು ಎನ್ನ ಮಾತಂತೆ ಮಂಕುತಿಮ್ಮನ ಮರ್ಮವನ್ನರಿಯೋ ಮಂಕುತಿಮ್ಮ ಎಂದನು ಮಂಕುತಿಮ್ಮ!

ಬೆಳಕಿರುವಲ್ಲಿ ಬೆಳಕಾಗಿ ನಾನಿರುವೆ…ಕತ್ತಲರಸಿ ಬಂದರೆ…ಕ್ಷಮೆಯಿರಲಿ ಅದು ನಾನಿಲ್ಲದೆಡೆ ಇರುವುದು!

ಜೀಸಸ್ ಕ್ರೈಸ್ಟ್!

Friend: ಅಯ್ಯೋ…ಕೊನೆಗೆ ಜೀಸಸ್ ಕ್ರೈಸ್ಟ್ನೂ ಬಿಡೊಲ್ವೆ ನೀವು!!

ನಾನು: ನಾವು ಆಲ್ ಗಾಡ್ಸ್ ಫ್ಯಾನ್ ದೇವ್ರನ್ನ ನೋಡೋದ್ರಲ್ಲು ಭೇದ ಭಾವ ತೋರ್ಸಲ್ಲ!

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Time: Late night around 2 AM

Place: A fast food restaurant in the middle of the city center

Situation: We ( me, satish and puneet) each buy a falafel ( its “ambode”(fried item made of chick peas and flour) with iranian bread with some salad dressing and sauce) at the city center’s local falafel shop. Its windy outside and drizzling so we decide to sit down and finish the falafel before leaving home. Now there comes an old man, somewhere in his late 40s. He is dressed in a white jersey like tee and blue jeans with large silver chains around his neck. He sits next to me. The way he sat and tried opening his packed falafel, one could make out that he was quite drunk. He sees me and I smile. He starts talking to me!

Problem:

Old man: Hi, (offering his hand for a handshake) muhammed, fran tunisia.

Me: Sorry, Engleska ( english please)

Old man: I am muhammed, from tunisia, afrikana, where are you from?

Me: I am Praveen from India

Old man introduces the same way to satish and puneet and ask them their names.

Old man: yalla yalla….alla..familija…we are like bro…afrikana, indiska ( indian) . jag come from tunisia, afrikana, me living in lund, klostergarden, wer do u live?

me: i live in stlars near to klostergarden.

Old man: oh stlars..very close very close, me living klostergarden. me living with 2 children, 2 boys, 16 & 15. My wife dead….dead…u know…my wife…dead ( makes a sad face)….u know my wife dead…

me: ya, oh, i am sorry.

Old man: you living in stlars…me klostergarden. i work, work in sweden..u working? or..skool?

Me: i go to school

Old man: oh..good…yalla yalla….alla..familija…we are like bro…afrikana, indiska ( indian) yalla yalla!

Meanwhile, he manages to open his falafel and offers me to take one..i say no..but he insists..so i take one..so does puneet and satish. We keep eating thinking, what a wierd guy he is!

Old man: Me from Tunisia, tunisia very nice, i not like..i like sweden. you like?

Me: Yeah! Sweden is a nice country

Old man: ya! yalla yalla! Sweden nice…i work here…i live with 2 children, 2 boys, 16 & 15. My wife dead….dead…u know…my wife…dead ( makes a sad face)….u know my wife dead… you live alone

Me: ya!

Old man: ya! me living in klostergarden! near to stlars. tunisia, indiska bro..yalla yalla..alla familija ..laughs out loud.

Me: ahaa..ya ya..( u must see my face..so faked)

Old man: la la la..yalla yalla…na na na..Indiska ..music very good very good..i like….

Me: Ya..its good

Old man to puneet: I am muhammed, from tunisia, ur name…( this is the second time he is introducing himself)

Me to puneet: maga, ee nan maga bejan kachtavne, escape agbeku. ( man, this fellow is being a headlong! lets escape)

We wait, one young fellow comes and speaks to the old man and we escape!!!

we come out and we say.Yalla Yalla!

This was one short crazy experience that i had in my life. Yalla yalla!

I usually don’t post forwards, but this one definitely influenced me. Apart from the dedication and hard work that the Japanese put, there is a good lesson to learn from it. Its amazing how some small stories show you the path when you are stressed and suffering in a big situation. I love such small stories and real life influences. Read ahead and get influenced!

Live with a shark & stay Alive!

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Go find your shark today!

>> Praveen Mayakar

In our daily lives, we work, run, strive and struggle for the smaller and big acheivements and desires many thought to be accomplished. On the road, we never look back nor see what have we become. Eventually, we change. This post talks about a person’s insight of who he is during his journey.

These set of poems have been well written by Naveen BS. I am posting it on behalf of him. His poem skills are awesome, however he has not been writing for long time. I am glad he has found time to writing and he is back.

This post has in its simplicity the harsh facts and subtle humour. Enjoy!

WHO AM I

I am a DOG
Love me just once and I am Loyal to the core
Happy with the haves and wanting for more
Roaming in the roads with wounds which sore
Hate to get a pity for bruises which I wore.

I am a MULE
Feel of overpaid makes work for any hours
Hate to complain for the load my boss tower
Always have a doubt in the unutilized power
Perform and wait for the God’s grace to shower.

I am a CROW
Travel all directions for knowledge unaware
Never have it alone, have always crave to share
Sharpening my beak and always prepared
Anyone in need and you will find me there

I am a NOMAD
Resting not my habit, treading is my way
Explore the dark & risk is what with I play
Changing is my nature, always hate to stay
Might to venture is that I always pray

I am SHAMELESS
Mistakes are something which never stops me try
‘Cause that’s how I learn, I don’t see a point to shy
Better to be shameless than complain, crib and cry
Without a push, even Eagles don’t learn to fly

I am an ACTOR
Dog, mule and others are all the masks I have
Finding the right one to wear in the dark cave -
And using in the right time is the skill I crave
Searching them is all which still keep me brave

>>Praveen Mayakar

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ಬೆಳಕಾಗಿ ಬಾ

ನೀನು ನಿನಗಾಗಿ ನನಗಾಗಿ ನಕ್ಕು ನಲಿದೆ
ಹೊಸದಾದ ಹುಮ್ಮಸ್ಸು ಹೊರಚೆಲ್ಲಿ ಹೊರಟೆ
ನಿನ್ನೀ ನಿನ್ನತನದ ನಸುಕಿನಲಿ ನೆಂದು ನಾ ನಲಿದೆ
ಹರೆಯದ ಹೊಸತನವ ಹನಿಹನಿಯಾಗಿ ಹರಡಿಕೊಂಡೆ || ೧ ||

ಕಿವಿಯೊಳಗೆ ಕುಹುಗುಟ್ಟುವ ಕೋಗಿಲೆಯೆ
ಮನದೊಳಗೆ ಮುದ ಮೂಡಿಸುವೆಯೇಕೆ?
ಕರಹಿಡಿದು ಕಾಣದ ಕನಸುಗಳ ಕಾಣಿಸುವೆ
ಮನವೆಂಬ ಮರ್ಕಟದೊಳಗೆ ಮಾಡಿರುವೆ ಮನೆಯೇಕೆ? || ೨ ||

ಸರಿಗಮದ ಸುಧೆಯ ಸವಿಸಿ ಸದ್ದಿಲ್ಲದೆ ಸರಿದಿರುವೆ
ತಳಮಳದ ತಮಸಿನಲಿ ತಿರಸ್ಕರಿಸಿ ತಳುಹಿರುವೆ
ಸೆರೆಮನೆಯಲಿ ಸೆರೆಯಿಟ್ಟರೂ ಸೊಕ್ಕಿನಲಿ ಸಂತಸದಲಿರುವಂತೆ
ತಾನ್ಯಾರು ತನಗೊಪ್ಪುವುದೇನೆಂದು ತನಗರಿಯದೆ ತನ್ನನ್ನೆ ತೊರೆದಿರುವೆ || ೩ ||

ನಿನ್ನದೆ ನೆನಪಿನಲಿ ನರಳುತಿರುವೆ, ನನಗಾಗಿ ನೀನಿಲ್ಲದ ನೋವ ನನ್ನದಾಗಿರಿಸಿರುವೆ
ಬೆಳಕಿಲ್ಲದ ಬಾಳಾಗಿಹುದೆನ್ನದು, ಬೆಳಕಿನ ಬಯಕೆಯಿನ್ನು ಬಾರದು, ಬಯಸಿರುವೆ, ಬರುವುದಾದರೆ ಬಾಯೆನ್ನ ಬದುಕಿನ ಬೆಳಕಾಗಿ

-ಧಾಮ

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This poem-let is yet another real life inspired one. This time its from the office. Sandeep’s writes about an employee who  has a boss who’s like the ghost on the back of Vikramaditya! The situation is frustrating for the employee as everyday there is this ghost sitting over him literally! and watching around every action of his. The great relief comes when the boss is on a holiday for a day and the monster within the employee is unleashed.

every morning when he comes in
the crucifixion starts to begin
he tries his best to impress the czar
but he always comes back with a big scar

But today is a different day
the commander is out of the way
its like the dragon is out of his cage
and any moment he’ll go on a rampage

here he comes
The Monster is unleashed!

>> Praveen Mayakar