Bhramari Devi

The story of Bhramari Devi is one of the very popular folklore from the Indian Mythological fables that children in India love to listen to. The ‘Bhramari’ word signifies the ‘Bees’. Shri Mataji once enlightened us speaking on the subject of Centre Heart. She said that the Central Heart Chakra possessed twelve petals and is supposed to be the protector as it helps build the antibodies to fight in human. Shri Mataji revealed that it is in this Chakra that Bhramari Devi resides which emits the droning notes of ‘Bees’ termed as ‘Bhramaran’ as it throbs. It protects us from external attacks of negativities like bacteria or Virus, etc. It is very prominently felt up to the age of Twelve years in human. It takes the Form of Jagadamba and Durga to protect us all the time and gives the element of confidence and sense of security.

The quotes from Devi Mahatmyam extract say ……“At the time when a great Asura called Aruna will trouble all the three worlds, I will take the form of a swarm of black bees, for protecting the three worlds. Then I will kill that great Asura, and the people of all the world will praise me as Bhramari.”

The myth behind this Bhramari (meaning of ‘Bees’ in Devnagri) is very interesting as accepted as a children fable in India.

It is believed once there lived an asura called Arun. He had always been fighting against Gods and wanted to establish his kingdom driving out the Gods. Thus one day he went to a solitary place in order to practice terrible austerities. Arunasura stood on one leg and did penance for hundreds and thousands of years chanting the sacred Mantras incessantly, to please and obtain a boon from Lord Brahma. Pleased with such devotion Lord Brahma appeared before him and asked, “O, Arunasura what boon do you seek? The intelligent Daitya Arunasura immediately asked for the boon of immortality from Lord Brahma. Listening to this impossible thing, Lord Brahma gently explained to him: “O Best of the Danavas, even Shri Brahma, Shri Vishnu, and Lord Maheshwara (the Trinity) are not immune from the limitations of death, let alone others. Ask for something reasonable and possible.” Then Aruna said with devotion: “O Brahma Deva, if you are unwilling to grant me immortality then grant me such a boon that my death shall not be caused by any war or by any arms or by any weapons. My death should not be brought about by any man or any woman, by any biped or any quadruped, or any combination of these. Also please grant me an army large enough that I can conquer the Devas.” Hearing the words of the Daitya, Lord Brahma said: “Let it be so”, (Tathastu)!”

Having received the boon, Arunasura called on all the other Daityas that lived in the neighborhood regions, and commanded them to attack the Devas. Arunasura straightway set forth for the heavens (swargalok) and yelled harshly, “Come out, Indra and all the Devtas, if you at all dare to fight me”. Meanwhile Indra exclaimed, “This Arunasura has obtained a boon from Lord Brahma, so we cannot defeat him easily”. All the strategies to combat the attack failed .The Devas gathered together to decide how to defeat their enemy, but meanwhile, Aruna, surrounded by his army, invaded the Heavens, and through the power of his Tapas, assumed various forms and seized the rights and possessions of the Devas to dislodged them from their stations. The devtas thought it would be wiser to escape unnoticed than to face humiliation of defeat from this horrible Rakshasa and all went to seek advice from Lord Shiva from Kailasha. Thus Arunasura effortlessly entered Indra’s kingdom to find an empty city seeing all the Devtas had left. He summoned his fellow daityas angrily and ordered them to bring the wives of the Devtas immediately. He yelled saying, “I shall test their endurance and devotion to their husbands who are nothing but cowards as they have fled away before facing the battle”. The Devis (the wives of the Devtas) were brought before Arunasura. In utter fear they closed their eyes and prayed to Parmeshwari Devi (Shri AdiShakti) to save them from this horrible asura.
Parmeshwari Devi transformed Herself into a large bee and with a swarm of bees which emerged out from Her form surrounded the wives of Devtas as the Devi and sent out innumerable lines of black bees, which joined with those emerging from Her hands, covering the whole earth. The sky was completely overcast with the swarm of bees, and the earth was cast into darkness. The sky, mountain peaks, trees, forests, all became filled with bees and the spectacle presented a terrific sight. Continue reading “Bhramari Devi”

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Thoppukarnam

Shr Ganeshai  

Once upon a time the little playful Shri Ganesha was charmed by the Sudarshan Chakra (the beautiful spinning disc-the most powerful and favorite weapon Shri Vishnu is armed with on His right Vishuddhi finger) of Shri Vishnu.

At one moment of time playfully Shri Ganesha grabbed the Sudarshan Chakra from Shri Vishnu’s finger and hid it in his mouth. In spite of repeated requests and appeals of Shri Vishnu to return the same to him Shri Ganesha never relented to his pleas. The more He requested to return the disc, Shri Ganesha would become more playful with His eternal childhood qualities and run away from Him. Embarrassed Shri Vishnu tried all tricks to please Shri Ganesha but all were in vain.

At last an idea struck Shri Vishnu Continue reading “Thoppukarnam”

Lord Krishna and the Lapwing’s Nest

Shri Krishna 

It was the battle of Kurukshetra. The white conch shells were about to sound, the elephants to march forward, and the attack of the archers to commence. The moment was brief and terrible. Banners were flying, and the charioteers preparing for the advance.

Suddenly a little lapwing, who had built her nest in the turf of a hillock in the midst of the battlefield, drew the attention of the Lord Krishna by her cries of anxiety and distress for her young. Continue reading “Lord Krishna and the Lapwing’s Nest”

What is more important for you?

Once there lived a king. His name was Midas. He had a little daughter. They lived in a beautiful palace with a wonderful garden around it.

Now the king was very fond of gold. He loved gold more than anything else in the world. One day, when the king was looking at gold, a young man appeared before him.

“You are a very rich man, Midas”, said the young man. “Yes, said the king, “but I would like to be richer. I would like to have a golden touch. I want everything that I touch to turn into gold”.

The young man was a magician, and he gave the king a golden touch which he wanted to have. The king was very happy. He touched the table and the table became gold. He went into the garden. There were beautiful roses in the garden. He touched the roses and they also became gold.

The king’s daughter, who loved roses very much, saw it and began to cry. “Don’t cry, dear daughter”, said the king and touched his daughter’s head. The next moment the girl turned into a beautiful gold statue.

Baby Ganesha & “Kheer”

Shri Ganesha Once upon a time Baby Ganesha, the elephant-headed son of God, had a strong desire to eat Kheer (a pudding of boiled rice in sweetened milk). He went to his Mother Parvati & requested her to make it for him. Since she was busy, she asked him to go & ask someone from the village to make it for him.

Ganesha knocked on the first door, with a grain of rice and a drop of sweetened milk, and asked the lady to make him some kheer. She laughed at his request, looking at the rice grain & milk-drop, and asked him to ask someone else since it was her siesta time.

He approached her neighbour who also showed him off with some excuse. He went from door to door, but none of the women obliged him. Feeling disheartened, he knocked on the last door where the oldest woman in the village lived. She immediately agreed to make it for him and Ganesha asked her to take the biggest vessel she had.

To humour a small child, she even agreed to that.

But as soon as she put the grain of sugar with the sweetened milk in the vessel to boil, it began to rise and rise and filled the whole vessel up to the brim and almost started to overflow. Ganesha took some kheer & poured it in the ground, poured some in the pits found in the village grounds. There was so much kheer that everyone in the village could enjoy it and the extra kheer was used to fertilize the fields and feed the animals. The village prospered and no one had to go hungry.

The moral of the story is that never underestimate the power of God.

the story was sent by Armaity H. Bhabha