In first, earned knowledge none any,
Nor in second whatso money,
Name nor fame in third if brought forth,
Wonder, what will ye whilst the fourth?
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Translation | 06.11.2025 | learning/education, life, money, name for self
Note: This Subhaashhitam refers to four ashrams (stages of pursuits in life) as per Indic philosophy. The first stage is Bhrammacharya ashram of celibacy and pursuit of knowledge (foundation). The second is Grihastha (householder) ashram for the pursuit of artha, or means and money. The third, vaana-prastha ashram (getting detached), is retiring slowly from mundane and material pursuits. And the fourth, Sannyaasa ashram of total dispassion and renunciation. The transliteration of Sanskrit text is as under:
Prathame na arjitaa vidyaa dviteeye na arjitam dhanam ||
Trteeye na arjitam keertim chaturthe kim karishyati || subhaashhitam ||
"all of us are on a journey and the answers are unspoken"
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The cause is illusory; effect too; process pursues;
We sojourners know the cause; none speaks; just a silent muse!
Brahmacharya (student) Grihastha (householder) are gone,
Vanaprastha (forest walker and the searcher) is on...!
Sun is my guide during the day and the lamp lit at night,
Life and death are constant; betwixt morals never a fight;
My journey, having been blessed with episodes good and bad,
Physique and psyche move together expectations clad...!
This lamp of mine should be kept burning till I reach my end,
God has entrusted it to me; Goal is hope and trust blend;
Oneness with the almighty leads my journey tirelessly,
My silent, simple aim is: To dwell with him endlessly...!!!
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I pray to HIM, the destroyer
Destroying is his purpose singular
He reveals the duplicity of a sleeper
Not in him, the forceful energy of a waker
Yes, I prayed deeply to the destroyer
After I saw the works of the creator
The creator is everywhere and is all-knower
A life-giver but could not make ME a winner.
Destroyer loved but was not a lover
Barely a parent yet a strict father
He bore his stick, He alone could bear life as a householder
The world is a multi-faceted creation
Plurality, infinity, continuity and no end
Nature turned wild and prone to destruction
We created zero and the nuclear weapon
Creation was contained in finite numbers
When numbers don't work go to the network
Family, society, nature all inter-locked
That's when my very personal God set to work
He said to me then
Clear the cobwebs and your cupboard
Turn off the fire in the sanctum sanctorum
Leave me not and look no further
Don't try to put the broken pieces of your life together
Come to my distant sanctuary
Its cold openness beyond the reach of the creator!
Therefore every scribe which is instructed unto
the kingdom of heaven is like unto a man that
is an householder, which bringeth forth out of
his treasures things new and old
Matt 13:52
We all have things we treasured,
kept them in our possession for a long time
Took really good care of them,
watched over them like a nursing father
or a doting mother
Then whenever we present them to someone,
they look like new
Miraculously new
It's amazing how those old things
still look the way they do
As for the new things,
over time they become old too
Things new and old,
when seen together, both look the same
Gleaming and sparkling
Like a coat of freshly layered paint
Things new and old,
they both look like shining gold
That is why the stewards of God are called saints
We keep the precious things of God,
placed in our heart,
looking brand new
They look the same way today,
as they did the first moment to us
they were given to
Terracotta oil lamp, nearly two millennia balanced in the palm of my hand
An archaic flashlight for some Mesopotamian householder
Hands over centuries transferring it from one owner to the next
And to think that in its newest state, a sleepy flame from its spout
Cast a glow upon a bed, a table, a wife’s face, a scroll or a book
Illuminating the momentary life that burns faster than oil.
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