Monday, September 02, 2019

Happy Ganesh Chathurthi 2019!

Vignaharta - Remover of Obstacles
But do setbacks give a sense of what else is possible?
Do they serve a function of pause and reflect?
Do they make us see in our charts, the defect?
If then, should obstacles be removed?
When there is no opposition, will we be improved?

Questions to ponder upon as we Ganesha's name invoke
Do we really want all challenges revoked?
Ganapati is also known as Vignakarta - the obstacle creator,
For the value of hurdles is known to a good educator.

The taste of failure often teaches
More than what one accomplishes.
One won't realise one's inner strength
Unless one overcomes some resistance.
One won't be truly aware of one's conviction,
Unless one is posed a contrary opinion.
One won't change and evolve in the path of progression
If one never faces a reason for course correction.

So invoke Ashrith and grant obstacles too protection,
As Amazon and Aarey are destroyed, may there be more rebellion.
And by remembering Atharv may all strive for true sagacity.
By supplicating to Anav may we peacefully actualise the bonds of humanity.

Happy Vinayagar Chathurthi!

- Written on 2 September 2019.
- Because it is Ganesh Chathurthi today. Because on these times it seems all the more necessary to have a robust opposition and ensure less smooth sailing and more course corrections :)


And because I am on Facebook -

A Response to a Response on my this post:
https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=10156133671561230&id=692626229

But the names invoke a call to action
And perhaps we need remember the reason
Why there must be some opposition
Even as we march in the name of progression,
Let there also be a celebration
Of causes of pause and reflection.

We need all the more voices
To make us evaluate our choices.
Inclusion is key and it is within us
To listen, to speak, to respectfully discuss. :)



And a response to An Ode to Ganesha by Anjali Monteiro
https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=10220986288990979&id=1354335878

Says Ganesha, the symbol of protest,
Born of political maneuvers this overt fest,
Know my stories to know me,
I preach not violence but peace,
Not temples, but relationships I revere,
The downfall of bullying and pettiness I steer.

I was born of my mother, adopted by my father,
But no one questions my right to my forebearer.
I am for all, I know no religion or nationality,
Buddhism, Jainism, Sinhalese, Japanese all adopt me.
I am bound to not even one name
Alas my followers often remember just my fame.
I am now just a pandal hopping game,
Donations and footfalls are all I can claim.

But know my stories to know me,
Look for meaning though, not superficiality.