Compiled by London Swaminathan
Date: 30 October 2016
Time uploaded in London: 13-29
Pictures are taken from various sources; thanks
November 2016 ‘GOOD THOUGHTS’ Calendar
November 5-Kanda Shashti, Sura Samharam; 14- Guru Nanak Jayanti, Children’s Day in India; 22-Kala Bhairava Ashtami; 23-Sathya Sai Baba’s Birth Day.
Ekadasi-11, 25;Full Moon-14;New moon-29; Auspicious days-2, 4, 6, 7, 9, 11, 20, 27
November 1 Tuesday
May Tamil great and Tamils good flourish!
May Bharat great, a gem divine flourish;
May ills that this day torture us, perish!
May good things reach us.
November 2 Wednesday
Even when limbs grow weak, for its food
The lion accepts not the flesh
Offered by a fox
November 3 Thursday
You are knowledge; you are dharma indeed
You are our heart; you are our very soul
You are also the life in our body (B C Chaaterji’s Vandemataram)
November 4 Friday
The lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime
November 5 Saturday
King of bards of Kudanthai! The praise of Tamil brads
So long as the Potikai bred tongue lasts
Shall be yours; their hearts will always bless you;
You will surely thrive deathless for ever (about U.Ve.Sa)
November 6 Sunday
The wondrous mantra that in love
Is chanted, the mantra at which
Foes shudder, is Vade Mataram.
Even if sinners chant this mantra
They will attain to culture sublime
November 7 Monday
Its billions and billions of scholars wise
For thousands of yugas failed to know
This “I”, can I its nature realise?
Can the fish know the greatness of sea;oh!
November 8 Tuesday
This is the nation where flourished mighty kings
And saints blemishless, dharma incarnate!
This nation dubbed the ignoble woman
Who bore not heroes, as nullipara
November 9 Wednesday
Ancient is Bharat and you her children!
Forget not; Bharat is the Tilka of earth
You are her children; forsake not this thought.
November 10 Thursday
May Aryas stay here! May men remain here!
May the heroic and the lofty stay here!
May they who meanness brook, stay here!
May sons of ceaseless love for Motherland, stay here!
May they who die when glory dies, stay here.
November 11 Friday
As loving kindness marks them
Even as exemplary virtue
As they know of God’s nature
They came to be called Brahmins
November 12 Saturday
No more talk of caste and creed
No more talk of birth and breed;
Who first drew breath in this our land
Brahmin or other caste, with us he will stand
November 13 Sunday
This is our Motherland, Bharat!
Its here our parents dear loved and lived
In joyous wedlock, pure.
Our forebears too in ages past
Had lived for centuries, here they died.
November 14 Monday
Himachal is our mountain
The world hath not its fellow;
Ganga is our fountain
Pellucid, sweet and mellow
November 15 Tuesday
Our Upanishads are twelve
Unknown to any other clime
Deep into our minds they delve
And soar aloft sublime.
November 16 Wednesday
Land of the heroic free
Where sages have lived at peace,
Soothed by the poesy
Of Nard’s melodies;
Where Buddha came t birth
–The embodiment of grace–
November 17 Thursday
Will knowers of truth think on you Maya?
Can you dare harm the stout-hearted at all?
Maya! May be you are arm potent;
Still can you brave the flame of Mind’s clarity?
November 18 Friday
When will this thirst for freedom slake/
When will our love of slavery die?
When will our Mother’s fetters break?
When will our tribulations cease?
November 19 Saturday
Eighteen are the languages
That she speaks;
But animating them all
Is only one thought
November 20 Sunday
Vedas are the speech
Of this sword-wielding Lady;
Merciful to her votaries,
She extirpates evil men
November 21 Monday
A thousand castes we have, oh dear!
But outsiders have no place here.
However, they quarrel, can the sons of one mother
Cease to be brothers of one another?
November 22 Tuesday
Time was when Pandits of the world
-Authors of millions of great works –
Came thronging here in great quest
Of the unique truth ultimate
November 23 Wednesday
With tears, not water, this plant we reared;
Is it your pleasure, Lord, it should be seared?
A lustrous lamp with our life’s ghee fed;
Is it your pleasure it should be dead?
After years a thousand there came on a day
A diamond most dazzling; shall we throw it away?
November 24 Thursday
Vikrama of Seventeen Fiftysix,
Annus mirabils! …. Guru Gobind,
The elixir great of mighty victors
Furbished at Anatpur in joyance great
November 25 Friday
Goddess Parvati who wields ten weapons
Lakshmi gladly throned on Lotus, Vani
By whom is buddhi blest, are but Thee, Mother (India)!
November 26 Saturday
The Vedic hymns, in joy, She sings
With Spear of Truth, Her canter rings.
She strews sastras, the Mother kind
Within the reach of all mankind
November 27 Sunday
Rajput heroes whose fame will not fade
Till the end of entire world
Or as long as martial powers lasts
Or as long as chaste women breathe
November 28 Monday
The natives of Punjab and those of great realms
Whence heroes from Arjun onward took birth,
They of Bengal who even when they slumber
Forget not their devotion to the feet of Mother!
November 29 Tuesday
The sweated labour and the plough
Of us shall honoured be;
Vain revellers a target stand
Unto our mockery;
November 30 Wednesday
Thoughts and aims must come to pass
And the mind shall think only good
A stout and sturdy heart I seek
And a clear lucid intellect.