Ye Others* Ye others cannot conceive of the love that I bear to Krishna. And your warnings to me are vain like the pleadings of the deaf and mute. The Boy who left his mother's home and was reared by a different mother, — Oh, take me forth to his city of Mathura where He won the field with-out fighting the battle and leave me there. Of no further avail is modesty. For all the neighbours have known of this fully. Would ye really heal me of this ailing and restore me to my pristine state? Then know ye this illness will go if I see Him, the maker of illusions, the youthful one who measured the world. Should you really wish to save me, then take me forth to his home in t

BANDE MATARAM HYMN TO THE MOTHER Bande Mataram Mother, I bow to thee! Rich with thy hurrying streams, Bright with thy orchard gleams, Cool with thy winds of delight, Dark fields waving. Mother of might, Mother free. Glory of moonlight dreams Over thy branches and lordly streams, — Clad in thy blossoming trees, Mother, giver of ease, Laughing low and sweet! Mother, I kiss thy feet, Speaker sweet and low! Mother, to thee I bow. Who hath said thou art weak in thy lands, When the swords flash out in seventy million hands And seventy million

ON THE WICKED Evil Nature A heart unpitying, brawling vain and rude, An eye to others’ wives and wealth inclined, Impatience of true friends and of the good, — These things are self-born in the evil mind. The Human Cobra Avoid the evil man with learning crowned. Lo, the dread cobra, all his hood a gem Of glory, yet he crawls upon the ground. Fear’st thou him less for that bright diadem? Virtue and Slander A spiritless dull block call modesty; Love of long fasts and holy vows must be Mere shows, yon pure heart but a Pharisee, The world-renounci

Speech of Dussaruth to the Assembled States-General of His Empire* Then with a far reverberating sound As of a cloud in heaven or war-drum’s call Deep-voiced to battle and with echoings In the wide roof of his majestic voice That like the resonant surges onward rolled Moving men’s hearts to joy, a King to Kings He spoke and all they heard him. “It is known To you, O princes, how this noblest realm Was by my fathers ruled, the kings of old Who went before me, even as one dearest son Is by his parents cherished; therefore I too Would happier leave than when my youth assumed Their b

THE CENTURY OF LIFE The Nitishataka of Bhartrihari Freely rendered into English verse THE CENTURY OF LIFE I had at first entitled the translation “The Century of Morals”, but the Sanskrit word Niti has a more complex sense. It includes also policy and worldly wisdom, the rule of successful as well as the Jaw of ideal conduct and gives scope for observation of all the turns and forces determining the movement of human character and action.             The Shataka or ‘Century’ should normally comprise a hundred epigrams, but the number that has come down to us is considerably more. The excess is probably due to accretion and the mistaken ascription to Bh

The Slaying of Dhumraksha* Loud in their gladness and their lust of fight Shouted the forest-host when they beheld The dreadful Rakshas coming forth to war, Dhumraksha; loud the noise of mellay clashed, Giants and Apes with tree and spear and mace Smiting their foemen. For the Giants hewed Their dread opponents earthward everywhere, And they too with the trunks of trees bore down Their monstrous foes and levelled with the dust. (Incomplete) *Yuddha Kanda, Sarga 52, 1-4. Page – 24

Mahalakshmi* In lotus-groves Thy spirit roves: where shall I find a seat for Thee ? To Thy feet's tread — feet dawn-rose red — opening my heart Thy throne shall be. All things unholy hurt Thy soul: I would become a stainless whole: 0 world's delight. All-beauty's might! unmoving house Thy grace in me. An arid heart Thou canst not bear: It is Thy will love's bonds to wear: Then by Thy sweetness' magic completeness make me Thy love's eternal sea. * Anilbaran Roy Page – 387

III The Slaying of Jarasandha Krishna pursued: “Now is the call of Fate, Fallen is Dimbhuc, fallen Hansa great, Kansa is slain and all his host; the hour At last draws nigh when Jarasandha’s power Must bow to death; yet not in violent war Is conquerable nor all the gods that are Nor the embattled Titans overwhelm: In deadly duel we must vanquish him. Conduct is mine, strength Bheem’s and in the field Arjoon who is very victory stands to shield. We will consume the Maagadh, King, believe, As three strong fires a sacrifice achieve If we three in a lonely place attain To see him, no doubt is, the King of m

ON VIRTUE Description of the Virtuous Homage to him who keeps his heart a book For stainless matters, prone great talk to prize And nearness of the good; whose faithful look Rejoices in his own dear wife, whose eyes Are humble to the Master good and wise; A passion high for learning, noble fear Of public shame who feels; treasures the still Sweet love of God; to self no minister, But schools that ravener to his lordlier will, Far from the evil herd on virtue’s hill. The Noble Nature Eloquence in the assembly; in the field The puissant arm, the lion’s heart; proud looks Unshaken in defeat; but modest-kind Mercy when v

MALAVICA  And  the  king A Play by Kalidasa in Five Acts (Rough Draft) scene:  the palace IN vidisha PERSONAGES AGNIMITRA :                                    King of Vidisha, son of Pushpamitra, Commander-in-chief and afterwards supplanter of the Maurya Dynasty in Vidisha VAHATAKA :                                     Prime Minister of Vidisha GAUTAMA                                         The Brahmin Buffoon, companion of the King GANADASA , HARADUTTA            Ministers of acting, drama and opera, the one entertained by Queen of Vidisha DHARINIE :                                        Queen of Vidisha IR