This is the ancient statue of Kaal Bhairav known as the care-taker of Nepal. King Pratap Malla in 1775 Nepal Sambat brought it from Raniban and established at his courtyard, Hanuman Dhoka. It is 16-feet stone idol, the only of this type, started breathing life after the famous and powerful tantriks of those days instill life in it. This statue acted, for a long time in history, as a judge also. Those who lied in front of it would die instantly, but afterward people were so frightened that they stopped me awakening through tantrik rituals. They just worshiped it nowadays.
Lord Bhairav is an fierce incarnation of Lord Shiva.The term Bhairava means "Terrific". He is often depicted with frowning, angry eyes and sharp, tiger's teeth and flaming hair, stark naked except for garlands of skulls and a coiled snake about his neck. In his four hands he carries a noose, trident, drum, and skull. He is often shown accompanied by a dog. Lord bhairav's worship is very useful to win over your enemies, success and all materialistic comforts. It is very easy to please lord Bhairav by doing normal worship daily.
Lord Bhairava is also known as Kshetrapalaka, the guardian of the temple. In honor of this, keys to the temple are ceremonially submitted to Lord Bhairava at temple closing time and are received from him at opening time. Lord Bhairava is also the guardian of travelers. The Siddhas advise us that before embarking on a journey, especially one that involves travel during the night, we should make a garland of cashew nuts and decorate Lord Bhairava with it. We should light oil lamp in His honor and request His protection during our travel.
Monday, May 26, 2008
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
The sacred Bagmati turning into a repository of garbage.
The holiest river Bagmati ,which once was a source of livelihood to people , the flora and fauna ,has now turned into a mere repository of our garbage . This really has created an awful and stinky environment and has vitiated the air all around . The water volume in Bagmati has also reduced . It really has come to its worst .
I really wonder how the people nearby live tolerating such an awful odor.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Amidst the greenery where the freshness dwells
Monday, May 12, 2008
A couple walking down the wide street of jawalakhel
a carefree walk on the street of Jawalakhel chowk
Romance needs an infusion every now and then. Getting away isn't enough. You've got to go somewhere that instills romance in the blood.
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Wednesday, May 7, 2008
A Rose is a beautiful Rose
Roses in the garden near My German language class.
And the 3 poems related to rose and their beauty.
poem by Patricia Bankhead
A rose is a special flower
That has it’s own unique power
Just one simple rose, not a pile
Can make the saddest person smile
A rose is one of God’s most beautiful creations
That fills the heart with warmth and sensation
When the fragrance of a rose
Reaches the tip of your nose
It fills your heart with delight and cheer
Knowing those you love are near
Today give a rose to the ones you love
The sweet smelling fragrance from heaven above
poem by William Browne
A ROSE, as fair as ever saw the North,
Grew in a little garden all alone;
A sweeter flower did Nature ne'er put forth,
Nor fairer garden yet was never known:
The maidens danced about it morn and noon,
And learned bards of it their ditties made;
The nimble fairies by the pale-faced moon
Water'd the root and kiss'd her pretty shade.
But well-a-day!--the gardener careless grew;
The maids and fairies both were kept away,
And in a drought the caterpillars threw
Themselves upon the bud and every spray.
God shield the stock! If heaven send no supplies,
The fairest blossom of the garden dies.
And the 3 poems related to rose and their beauty.
poem by Patricia Bankhead
A rose is a special flower
That has it’s own unique power
Just one simple rose, not a pile
Can make the saddest person smile
A rose is one of God’s most beautiful creations
That fills the heart with warmth and sensation
When the fragrance of a rose
Reaches the tip of your nose
It fills your heart with delight and cheer
Knowing those you love are near
Today give a rose to the ones you love
The sweet smelling fragrance from heaven above
poem by William Browne
A ROSE, as fair as ever saw the North,
Grew in a little garden all alone;
A sweeter flower did Nature ne'er put forth,
Nor fairer garden yet was never known:
The maidens danced about it morn and noon,
And learned bards of it their ditties made;
The nimble fairies by the pale-faced moon
Water'd the root and kiss'd her pretty shade.
But well-a-day!--the gardener careless grew;
The maids and fairies both were kept away,
And in a drought the caterpillars threw
Themselves upon the bud and every spray.
God shield the stock! If heaven send no supplies,
The fairest blossom of the garden dies.
Poem by Robert Frost
The rose is a rose,
And was always a rose.
But the theory now goes
That the apple's a rose,
And the pear is, and so's
The plum, I suppose.
The dear only know
What will next prove a rose.
You, of course, are a rose--
But were always a rose.
Monday, May 5, 2008
The nepaliness ..
The newar community in patan durabar square ...
Its very typical to see oldies get together enjoying their chitchat in evening in any public places ..
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Saturday, May 3, 2008
Thursday, May 1, 2008
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