Thursday, January 03, 2008

stuck in my head since this morning



As I reflect on the past and attempt to connect the dots, I am slowly realizing what I want in my life. As is the case every time I venture to self introspect, I bring up this timeless masterpiece of a video to help me wade through this infinite whirlwind of emotion and thought, as it did over a decade ago. And while doing so, I stop to ponder on this passage from the scriptures about Varuna - the keeper of divine order, bringer of rain and enforcer of contracts - in his highest form.

The mighty Lord on high our deeds, as if at hand, espies;

The gods know all men do, though men would fain their acts disguise;

Whoever stands, whoever moves, or steals from place to place,

Or hides him in his secret cell--the gods his movements trace.

Wherever two together plot, and deem they are alone,

King Varuna is there, a third, and all their schemes are known.

This earth is his, to him belong those vast and boundless skies;

Both seas within him rest, and yet in that small pool he lies,

Whoever far beyond the sky should think his way to wing.

He could not there elude the grasp of Varuna the King.

His spies, descending from the skies, glide all this world around;

Their thousand eyes all-scanning sweep to earth's remotest bound.

- The Arthava Veda

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