narasimha-murthy-mg
Born: 30-8-1931, Mysore,B.A.Hons.English,Univ of Mysore, 1952 / M.A,Banaras Hindu Univ,1957 / Teaching Eng as a foreign lang, EFLU,1962 / Lecturer, B T College, Madanapalli,1952-'62 / Prof& HoD,Adoni Arts & Science Coll, Adoni, 1962-71 / Principal, Adoni Arts & Science Coll, 1971-'84 / Member, Academic Council, SV U 1972-'84 / Member of the Senate, SVU, 1973-'76, 1977-'80 / Member, Board of Studies, SVU,1975-'78, 1980-'83 / Chief Examiner,SVU,1954-'62,Chairman -1963-'84 / Author:Stories British & American, Famous Indian Stories-Orient Blackswan, The Blissful Dawn-Triveni Foundn / Gandhiji's Thoughts, Tales from the Ramayana / / / / / Professor, Principal, The Adoni Arts & Science College, AP1962-'84 / / Lecturer, Besant Theosophical College, Madanapalle, India / Professor & H o D, The Adoni Arts & Science College, Adoni, AP, / Principal, The Adoni Arts & Science College,Adoni,1972,-1984......…...... / Member, The Academic Council, S V University, Tirupati, AP. 1972 - '
SAVE THE PLANET
Jewel celestial in cosmic space,
Unique sphere with snowy mounts,
Valleys verdant, hoary hills,
Sylvan slopes and sparkling rills,
Shimmering lakes and limpid streams,
Endless expanse of oceans blue,
Surf-washed shores, golden sands
And beaches fringed with swinging palms,
Miles and miles of waving fields,
Evergreen woods swaying in the breeze,
Teeming with lovely birds and beasts,
Charming retreats for pleasure and peace.
Marvels of nature's grand creation
Are marching fast towards destruction.
Ever increasing human need,
Callousness and endless greed,
Ever expanding cities and towns
And mushrooming of ugly slums,
Hills denuded and plains encroached,
High-rise buildings, crowded roads,
Chimneys spewing clouds of smoke
Poison air with deadly fumes,
Methane and Carbon-dioxide,
Stinking effluents from broken pipes
And plastic waste clogging drains
Fill rivers and oceans with filth and foam,
Turn green slopes into arid mounds.
It is time to stem this terrible tide
That threatens imminent destruction
Of nature's beauty and magnificence
And save this splendid planet,
Mankind's 'only home'!
******** M.G.N.Murthy,
Hyderabad, India.
Jun 7, 2018
Jun 7, 2018 at 12:21 PM UTC
END THIS MENACE SOON
Leaping flames and rising fumes
Billowing through shattered panes
Of Mumbai's majestic Taj Hotel,*
Choked the helpless inmates
Who knew not why and what
Had caused the terrible blast:
Trapped inside burning rooms,
Scampered and struggled in vain
To flee from the spreading flames
And bullets fired from Kasab's*
guns.
Shocked and stunned,
the whole nation
Watched with horror and bated
breath,
On TV screens the terrorists' siege
And the commandos' daring acts
To rescue victims and seize
the fanatics
Who maimed and killed innocent guests
And left painful scars, indelible,
On the minds and hearts
of survivors.
When will the world find strategies
To end this menace of
recurring crimes
And save peace loving people
in all nations?
***** M.G.N.Murthy
Hyderabad, India.
Aug 20, 2017
Aug 20, 2017 at 8:58 AM UTC
Brilliant sunshine on trees in bloom
On the majestic mountain slope
And the sparkling, sprawling lake -
A vast mirror to the bright, blue sky
And the gliding clouds, snowy white -
An exhilarating, heavenly sight!
Strolling happily under lush green trees
Along the side of the glistening lake,
Deep in my heart, I keenly felt
*A saintly poet's unseen presence
And recalled his rare, mystic experience -
Re-lived that " serene and blessed mood *
In which the affections gently lead us on,
Until the breath of this corporeal frame
And even the motion of our human blood
Almost suspended, we are laid asleep
While with an eye made quiet by the power
Of harmony and the deep power of joy,
We see into the life of things." *
An endless echo of the ancient Yogic voice
Revealing the ecstasy of spiritual communion
With the inherent, divine presence,
All pervasive in the boundless Universe!
************* M.G.Narasimha Murthy,
Hyderabad, India
May 6, 2017
May 6, 2017 at 9:47 AM UTC
Thoughts in a Garden
****
Crimson glow of the morning sun
Along the rosy horizon
Set ablaze the floating clouds
With edges embroidered
In flaming gold,
Ushered in a brilliant dawn.
Sunbeams on the mountain slopes
Uncovered valleys verdant and
Gurgling streams:
Darting rays through gnarled
trees
Adorned with foliage of emarald
green,
Illumined the serene garden
scene.
Genial warmth of the morning
sun
Opened rows and rows of white
jasmine
And filled the air with fragrance
sweet
While mother nature sprinkled
Smiles in a shower of roses
Of delicate hues.
Hummingbirds and honey-bees
Hovered over colourful flowers
Big and small.
Shy flowers,like blushing brides,
Allured passersby to pause
A while and admire their beauty
And bewitching smile.
Basking in sunshine under
The azure sky and stretching
On grass in chequered shades,
My questioning mind
Probed in vain,
The enigma of nature's creation,
Its amazing harmony
And violent ire
And the aim of evolving human
life:
Eager to grasp what the future
holds,
Indulged in reveries undisturbed, oblivious of
Fortune's ebb and tide
Until twilight showed
The early stars
And the evening shadows
looming large,
Restrained my restless mind.
In darkness dissolved
the lovely scene.
Soon, the vision of rapture
Was a waking dream:
A foretaste of life merging
With the cosmic stream!
*******. M.G.N.Murthy
Hyderabad, India.
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Mar 4, 2017
Mar 4, 2017 at 11:34 AM UTC
JESUS CHRIST, THE HEAVENLY LIGHT *
May the colourful Christmas lights
Radiate joy, show delightful sights
And soon bring to an end
The ever-widening violent trend.
May there be no fearful threats
Of brutal, ****** fights,
No dark clouds of deadly smoke,
No pungent smell of burning sulphur,
No deafening thunder of terrible gunfire,
No ugly scenes of ruined homes
And piteous orphans' cries
And parents' heart-rending wails,
No sorrow that dims the light
In anyone's eyes.
May the light of knowledge and wisdom
Illumine the path to happiness,
May the light of joy and love
Sparkle in everyone's eyes
In every humble home.
May the divine voice of Jesus Christ
Lead all mankind from darkness to Light.
********** M.G.N.Murthy,
Hyderabad, India
Dec 26, 2016
Dec 26, 2016 at 9:20 AM UTC
FESTIVAL OF LIGHTS*
May countless lights
Show delightful sights:
May there be no threats
Of ****** fights,
No clouds of smoke,
No smell of sulphur,
No noise of gunfire,
No scenes of ruined homes
And orphans' cries
And parents' heart-rending wails,
No sorrow that dims the light
In anyone's eyes.
May the light of knowledge and wisdom
Illumine the path to happiness:
May the light of joy and love
Sparkle in everyone's eyes
In every humble home.
May our fervent prayer -
Lead mankind from darkness to Light'
"Tamasoma Jyothirgamaya." *
May all nations together strive
To pave the way to harmony and peace.
***** M.G.N.Murthy
Hyderabad, India
Oct 29, 2016
Oct 29, 2016 at 12:08 PM UTC
LEARN FROM THE OWL!
Many of us think of the owl
As a foolish, ugly fowl:
It can neither strut like a peacock,
Flaunting colourful plumes,
Nor, like the shy nightingale,
Sweetly sing, every spring:
But the sages of ancient Greece,
Seeing the night bird's virtues rare,
Said nothing foul about the owl,
Admired its bright round eyes,
Sharp and keen, able to see its way
And fly in the darkness of night:
Eyes, quite strange, looking not sideways,
But always straight and always right
And quickly turn its agile neck
And see all things happening
Behind its back as well as front!
In all directions ,the owl can see
But, from different angles do we ever see?
Boastful humans, full of pride,
Who speak ill of the humble owl
Can scarcely match the skilful owl,
And a poet who loved this little bird, wrote -
"A wise old owl sat on an oak,
The more he saw, the less he spoke,
The less he spoke the more he heard,
Why can't we be, like the wise old bird!?"
********* M.G.Narasimha Murthy,
Hyderabad, India.
Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 10:45 PM UTC
THREE MONKS
Morning sunbeams danced on the ripples
Sparkling on the majestic flow of Mother Ganga.
Noisy crowds of pious pilgrims from all corners,
Pestered by ash-smeared, bargaining priests,
Rushed towards the sacred waters for a holy bath ,
In a hurry to wash off their numerous sins
And save themselves from Yamadharma's* wrath.
Three solemn-looking monks in saffron robes,
Moved briskly past the motley crowds,
Looking for a less noisy, cleaner spot.
At a distance, they saw a colourful launch,
Carrying pilgrims across the vast expanse,
When, all of a sudden, the launch tumbled
And scrambling pilgrims, in panic jumped
Into the river flowing fast over hidden rocks.
Seeing their desperate struggle, the surprised monks
Took a hasty plunge and swam towards the sinking launch
And pulled some of them towards the sandy shore,
While one of the sturdy monks carried on his back,
A woman clinging to the side, breathing hard
And left her after she recovered composure.
Resuming their walk along the river bank,
Two of the monks appeared rather grim and cold.
Breaking their solemn silence, the frowning monks
Called their companion a big sinner
For he had carried a young woman on his back.
Unperturbed, the robust monk said with a smile,
Although he had carried a drowning woman on his back,
He had left her safely on the river bank
While the scolding monks carried her still in their minds
And they hardly knew what detachment meant !
Startled and rudely awakened, the two monks
Prostrated before Vivekananda, the awe-inspiring saint!
*********** M.G.Narasimha Murthy
*Name of the God of Death in Indian mythology.
Aug 13, 2016
Aug 13, 2016 at 11:26 PM UTC
YOGA
When body and mind are in tune,
Flowers of joy and peace in silence bloom :
Relax for a while and look inward,
Regulate breathing and stay unmoved,
Dive into the dark depths
Of the sea of consciousness,
Explore the concealed layers
From its surface, ever active and restless;
Slowly sink into the sub-conscious mind
That run all vital functions, day and night.
* Move deeper until you reach the source
And find life's perennial spring,
Flowing from your innermost being
Into the boundless universe, ever expanding,
Beyond the confines of the sensuous mind.
When this inward journey, spiritual,
Brings insight into the subtle working
Of the hidden mind, you emerge wiser
And stronger than ever before
To weather the storms of life, ephemeral,
And realize man's fervent prayer -
" Thamasoma Jyothirgamaya" *
Lead us from darkness to Light,
The ultimate aim of all mankind.
******. M.G.N.Murthy,
Hyderabad, India.
Jun 20, 2016
Jun 20, 2016 at 11:23 PM UTC
FACE THE THREATS *
Jostling through the crowds of Varanasi -
Ancient, vibrant and ever noisy,
Vivekananda found at the end
A lonely path that seemed to blend.
With his solemn, pensive mood.
Longing for silence and solitude.
As he walked along the narrow path
Winding amidst lush green plants
Towards a sprawling, lovely lake,
A horde of monkeys, all red faced,
Sprang on him from a nearby branch.
Taken aback by their sudden attack,
He ran very fast, never turning back,
But the menacing beasts were at his heels
And one of them pulled his saffron gown
While the others growled and shrieked.
Shocked to see this frightful scene,
A holy man coming from the lake,
Shouted "Do not run; they will overtake.
Stand there, face the surly brutes."
Regaining his composure and lost balance,
Vivekananda stopped at once,
Held his ground and raised his hand.
Stupified and bewildered, the monkeys fled .
Thus awakened, he soon realised -
"When you are threatened by opponents,
Face them with courage and confidence,
Yet, without malice or vengeance.
To win life's battles, have grit and strength,
For, strength is life and fear, worse than death."
**********. M.G.Narasimha Murthy
Hyderabad, India
Jun 9, 2016
Jun 9, 2016 at 12:56 AM UTC