THE MOTHER OF ALL RELIGIONS, THE WOMB OF WORLD CIVILISATION, HIRANYAGARBHA -- THIS IS PUNYABHUMI BHARAT

THE MOTHER OF ALL RELIGIONS, THE WOMB OF WORLD CIVILISATION, HIRANYAGARBHA -- THIS IS PUNYABHUMI BHARAT

Hindu civilisation. This is our culture, spiritual, sublime, supreme, invincible. The renaissance is on. It can neither be stalled nor stopped. Once more the Wheels of the Dharma (Dharmachakra) are rolling and millions are joining in to draw its reins. The Ancient Mother Uma is awaking in Her sunlit seat. From across aeons a voice is floating unto the children of the Gods to awake from their slumber and move the masses unto life and light.

The Vedic dawn is sending sunbeams through thick veils of darkness that clouded the medieval millennium. Shankara in Himalayan heights calls, Vivekananda in the plains and plateaus responds. Krishna blows through his magical flute, Chaitanya in ecstasy dances on the dusty roads of Navadvip and Puri. Ram rings through the Vindhyas and the southern sea, Ramakrishna reels in ecstasy. Meera sings, Radha counts her beats of heart as her beloved approaches through the groves of Vrindavan. Buddha brings the pristine thought to the cobbler and the barber, Ramanuja chants aloud his sacred mantra to free the pariah and the people without care of own well-being. Krishna raises Arjun as Ramdas lifts Shivaji unto defence of the Dharma. Laksmibai, Ahalyabai, Panna Dai, Meerabai, Gargi, Kshanaa, Maitreyee, Lilavati, Ubhaybharati, Sarada Devi, Vishnupriya, Yasodhara, Seeta, Savitri, Damayanti, Padmavati -- the list runs endless of the mothers that have breathed life into this where we breathe, Punyabhumi Bharatvarsha.

This then is our civilisaltion, eternal, imperishable Bharat, the land of the Gods and Goddesses, the holy land where all sublimity has converged, where even the vile and the violent become soothed unto singing the hyms of the Sama Veda, the soil that has been trodden by countless sages and saints, rendering even the dust divine, this is eternal India, Sanatan Bharat, the womb of all that is good and great, pure and holy. Let none go against the current of her civilisation if they wish to flourish. Whosoever will attempt to subvert this hoary heritage will dash to death against the eternal rocks of the Vedas. 

India, eternal, imperishable, invincible stands on the shore of infinite radiance, stretching her hands out to humanity to help free it from the tentacles of Maya, from the octopus grip of deadly death. Dare any faith oppose this Vedic Dharma and extinction shall be its result from the face of this earth.

Our women are our Goddesses. We adore them. They are the embodiment of our Divine Mother Kali, Durga, Jagaddhatri, Saraswati. Lakshmi is born every day in our homes. Dare you not touch any with your noxious breath, your toxic intent, your vile violence. The Ancient Mother awakes. Vande Mataram! 🕉 

Written by Sugata Bose 

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Comment from Rln Murthy : Pranams Sugathaji. I bow to you with great humility for the great message I am fortunate to read early in the morning. Keep up this spirit, sir, which inspires even a septuagenarian like me.