<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6964427495235026062</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:19:30.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maharastra God</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maharastragod.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964427495235026062/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maharastragod.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Subscribe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nffhrPjdVgQ/Sw9PcFKBpQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/tiHPxDdAllE/S220/ico-subscribe.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6964427495235026062.post-6755877651044054914</id><published>2008-08-20T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:20:54.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sai Baba's Arati in Shirdi</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 392px; height: 293px; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" alt="http://hc.ap.nic.in/aphc/images/saibaba.jpg" src="http://hc.ap.nic.in/aphc/images/saibaba.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Uttaa paandurangaa aataa prabhaatasamayo paatalaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Vaishnawaancha melaa garudapaaree daatalaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Garuda paarapaasunee mahaadwaaraa paryanta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Suravaraanchee maandee ubhee jodooniyaa haat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Suka sanakaadika naarada tumbara bhaktyanchyaa kotee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Trisool damaroo ghewooni wubhaa girijechaa patee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;kaleeyugeechaa bhakta Namaa ubhaa keertanee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Paatteemaage wubhee dolaa laavuniyaa janee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Translation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Oh Lord Panduranga, the day is about to break. The coterie of the devotees of Vishnu throng by the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;garuda dhwaja {the temple flagstaff };&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Thence up to the main door of the sanctum sanctorum all gods wait in an echelon with folded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hands for thy darshan;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Not only great sages such as Suka and Sanaka and celestial minstrels such as Narada and Tumburu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;but also Lord Siva, the consort of goddess Girija, holding his trishul (trident) and damaru (a two-sided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hand-drum), call on thee;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Namdev, thy devotee par excellence in this Kali Age sings thy glories. Janabai, his maidservant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;stands by gazing agog to have a glimpse of thee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Arati Sai Baba"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(Book of Shirdi Aratis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;English Transliteration of the Original Marathi arati songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;with an English Translation, Introduction and commentary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964427495235026062-6755877651044054914?l=maharastragod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maharastragod.blogspot.com/feeds/6755877651044054914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964427495235026062&amp;postID=6755877651044054914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964427495235026062/posts/default/6755877651044054914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964427495235026062/posts/default/6755877651044054914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maharastragod.blogspot.com/2008/08/sai-babas-arati-in-shirdi.html' title='Sai Baba&apos;s Arati in Shirdi'/><author><name>Subscribe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nffhrPjdVgQ/Sw9PcFKBpQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/tiHPxDdAllE/S220/ico-subscribe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6964427495235026062.post-298261053993885934</id><published>2008-08-20T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:16:46.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pandharpur</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 164px; height: 216px;" alt="http://www.sanathanadharma.com/articles/images/god_vitthal.jpg" src="http://www.sanathanadharma.com/articles/images/god_vitthal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;andharpur, a town in Maharashtra on the west coast of India, is a famous pilgrimage centre. Thousands of people from far and near visit Pandharpur round the year for a bath in the Chandrabhaga River and &lt;i&gt;darshan&lt;/i&gt; of Vithal, the presiding deity. For several hundred years, the saint-poets of Maharashtra have sung in praise of Vithal. The compositions of Sant Gyaneshwar, Sant Eknath, Sant Namdev, Sant Tukaram and the poetess Mukta Bai, though written hundreds of years ago, are current even now. These compositions guide one to the path of piety, truthfulness, devotion and dedication.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Pandharpur is famous for the image of Vithal in the temple. As the legend has it, Pundlik, an obedient and dutiful son, lived in Pandharpur ages ago. For him the sole purpose of life was attending to his aged parents. Nothing else mattered. It is said that Lord Vishnu was so impressed by his devotion to his parents that he decided to express his appreciation in person. He, therefore, came to Pandharpur and announced himself. But Pundlik had no time for Him because he was busy attending to his parents. He threw a brick and asked Lord Vishnu, who had appeared in a human form as Vithal, to stand on it and wait. So, Vithal has been standing ever since on the brick, with his arms akimbo, waiting for Pundlik to find time for Him!&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Both the dutiful son and the God, who has been waiting patiently for several millennia for the day when the son will find time for Him have been the subjects of devotional poetry in Maharashtra for hundreds of years. The compositions, in the language of the common man, are sung by one and all - be it a farmer or a housewife. The emphasis of all the saint-poets has been the unity of mankind and the equality of all men and women. No wonder then that they are popular among all classes. The educated read &lt;i&gt;Gyaneshwari&lt;/i&gt;, the treatise of the &lt;i&gt;BHAGWAD GITA&lt;/i&gt; by Sant Gyaneshwar, while the unlettered recite the compositions of Sant Tukaram and women sing the compositions of poetess Mukta Bai. For the people, Vithal is an object of veneration. They come to the place as often as they can, particularly during the monsoons when the gods are believed to descend here for rest. Though all means of transport are utilised for visiting the shrine, the most common way of making the pilgrimage is on foot. From the countryside the pilgrims or &lt;i&gt;warkaris&lt;/i&gt; as they are called, form groups known as &lt;i&gt;dindi&lt;/i&gt;s and head for Pandharpur, carrying flags and festoons and singing devotional songs. The pilgrims come from all classes of society. The rich and the poor, the educated and the unlettered all go there in search of inner peace. Not only that, devotion to Vithal also transcends the barriers of faith as people belonging to other religions are also found among the &lt;i&gt;dindis&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964427495235026062-298261053993885934?l=maharastragod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maharastragod.blogspot.com/feeds/298261053993885934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964427495235026062&amp;postID=298261053993885934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964427495235026062/posts/default/298261053993885934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964427495235026062/posts/default/298261053993885934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maharastragod.blogspot.com/2008/08/pandharpur.html' title='Pandharpur'/><author><name>Subscribe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nffhrPjdVgQ/Sw9PcFKBpQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/tiHPxDdAllE/S220/ico-subscribe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6964427495235026062.post-3136233141764949270</id><published>2008-08-20T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:14:28.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuljapur</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/d/d4/Godess_Tulja_Bhavani_of_Tuljapur.bmp.jpg/180px-Godess_Tulja_Bhavani_of_Tuljapur.bmp.jpg" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/d/d4/Godess_Tulja_Bhavani_of_Tuljapur.bmp.jpg/180px-Godess_Tulja_Bhavani_of_Tuljapur.bmp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="firstHeading"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tuljapur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Tuljapur&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; is a city and a municipal council in Osmanabad district in the Indian state of Maharashtra. It is the administrative seat of Tuljapur taluka.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;The town is home to a famous temple dedicated to the Hindu Goddess Bhavani. The town received much importance in past centuries, since the temple enjoys a special association with the &lt;span class="mw-redirect"&gt;Bhonsale&lt;/span&gt; clan to which &lt;span class="mw-redirect"&gt;Chhatrapati Shivaji&lt;/span&gt; belonged. Goddess Bhavani was the family deity of the Bhonsale clan. The temple-town of &lt;span class="mw-redirect"&gt;Pandharapura&lt;/span&gt;, the Dharashiv caves, the fort of Naldurg all lie within easy reach.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964427495235026062-3136233141764949270?l=maharastragod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maharastragod.blogspot.com/feeds/3136233141764949270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964427495235026062&amp;postID=3136233141764949270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964427495235026062/posts/default/3136233141764949270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964427495235026062/posts/default/3136233141764949270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maharastragod.blogspot.com/2008/08/tuljapur.html' title='Tuljapur'/><author><name>Subscribe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nffhrPjdVgQ/Sw9PcFKBpQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/tiHPxDdAllE/S220/ico-subscribe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
