Uzir Beg: Forgotten Bhakti Poet Of Orissa

Uzir Beg had written a few devotional bhajanas in reverence of Lord Krishna. His writing is simple and melodious, and can touch the heart of every human, irrespective of their religious beliefs. His anthology on Lord Krishna is very famous, and in current stressful life it can give solace to mankind.

His great poem, Nanda Utsava, is an immortal one, based on Lord Krishna’s Supernatural love, touching the emotion of an un-emotive soul. Nanda Utsava or Gopalila is full of love, emotion and literary etymology centered round Lord Krishna.

God belongs to all mankind, but to achieve their own narrow goals, men divided God. God never differentiates men or the basis of belief, but rather takes all mankind as his own creation. In this way Lord Ram was born in Tretaya Yuga, Lord Krishna in Dwapara Yuga, and in course of time in different yugas, Buddha, Jesus, and Prophet Mohammed were born in order to maintain peace and harmony on this earth. Poet Uzir Beg understood the finer meaning of these religious preachers.

Uzir Beg’s devotion for Lord Krishna can be better illustrated in his following bhajana:

Krushna Pujana Kar
Krushna Bhajan Kar
Kebal gati mukti dwara
Bhane Beg Uzir
Mu Murkha durachar
Kebal naam matra saar

Worship and recite in praise of Lord Krishna. He can only make you free from this worldly life.

 

An Ocean Without A Shore

Bill Viola

 

The Shots We Don’t Take

In an early season match up the titans, the game went quick. Some players hadn’t shown and there was no one to sub in or out. We had five men, they had seven enabling them to  keep their legs fresh. They came out of the gates fast, scoring the first 14 points before we got on the board and had clawed out way back to a tie by halftime.

 

The second half are where players are made, and having taken it light the first half I dug in. getting my points in the post or at the free throw line before creating some space and start opening up the three point game. There are times when the game slows down and the court spreads out and the ball feels like it is on a yo-yo doing what you want with it. the second half was back and forth, they were up a few and we came back and were up a few, and then it was tied, and then I hit a three and their point guard came down twice hitting consecutive three pointers.

 

We have spent hours on the courts. Hours at the elbow, where the three point line is the furthest, coming off the dribble or the pass, a hand in our face or not, but that is the spot right there – the right hand elbow. And with a few seconds left, down by two, with room to move in a little and square up for a 16 footer we stayed planted behind that line ready to let it fly. The other team knew they were in trouble when the crossover created that space and they let out a collective groan with the release. The seams on the ball spinning backwards, in those slow loopy arches that new york shooters know about.

 

And then it clanged of the rim. They rebounded and the buzzer sounded. We lost. it was a good shot – next time it will splash the nets. This time around it is haunting, but if it wasn’t then it would have never been a shot worth taking.

 

 

 

Anything Is Possible

 

a fish who escape her underwater wizard father who lives in a bubble and stews elixers concocted at the core of the earth. the fish finds land and a boy, and she tastes human blood and swine and the father gets her back by sending the ocean to retrieve her. the boy is wrecked with the loss of his fish, and the fish knows that she is really a little girl at heart. her magic is fueled by blood and ham and she breaks in to the core of the earth with its strongest elixers and bathes in the. the water becomes her providence, the earth and the moon too. she is young and cannot understand everything and the typhoon she creates nearly destroys the earth when the tidal gravity pulls the moon almost to sink the planet. But really, there are few things filled with more joy than chasing the boy you love in bare feet and hopping from wave/fish to wave/fish and screaming with fun.

 

THE DREAM SHAKE

 

NO CEILINGS

We would love you to look up into the building and understand that there are no ceilings, there is only the sky, and the sky is the limit –

 

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Its Hard Out Here

 

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