Quotes from Ramesh Menon

I seek refuge in Siva whose power is unequalled, whose glory spreads everywhere, who is Un-born!

trees that fringe Kurukshetra: for the night's feasting. All the talk in both camps is of Bheeshma. In the Pandava

The basic unit of life is the nimesha, the duration of a blink- Fifteen nimeshas make one kastha, thirty kasthas one kaala, thirty kaalas one muhurta; thirty muhurtas make one day. Thirty days is a maasa, a month, one day of the gods and the ancestors. Six maasas make one ayana; two ayanas, solstices, make one year. One human year is one day and night for the devas, uttarayana being the day and dakshinayana the night. Three hundred and sixty human years make a divine one.

You are like an autumn cloud, Bhoorisravas, full of thunder but never bringing rain.

A day of Brahma's has 14 Indras, his life 54,000 Indras. One day of Vishnu is the lifetime of Brahma. One day of Siva is the lifetime of Vishnu…

What great punya I must have done, what huge tapasya, what charity to brahmanas – that I am to have the incalculable fortune of seeing Keshava today!

Valmiki sat in the lotus posture with his eyes shut, to listen to the tale of a human prince who was as immaculate as the stars.

It is by the wonder of the five-syllabled mantra that the worlds, the Vedas, the rishis, the dharma, the universe and the devas exist. AUM Namah Sivayah is the seed of all the living.

every being loves ther own self more than anything else, for this is only natural. We love our children and our wealth only because we think of them as parts of ourselves, as belonging to us. Thus men never love their children, the homes or their gold as much as they do their own bodies, their selves. For these are never entirely identified with the self, but only perceived as belonging to the self.

Did you know Radha still waits, impatient for you, in Vrindavana? Like a wraith beneath the trees, since you didn't say farewell.

The wise say the bhakta never knows to what lengths his God will go to please him. The devotee seldom realizes that it is the One he worships who puts some of his desires into his heart.

Dharma is a subtle thing. One can be true to it only if one's mind is entirely without desire

Weaving his tale into the river's drift, Narada began the legend of Rama, prince of Ayodhya, who was as noble as the sea is deep, as powerful as Mahavishnu, whose Avatara he was when the treta yuga was upon the world, as steadfast as the Himalaya, handsome as Soma the Moon God, patient as the Earth, generous as Kubera, just as Dharma; but his rage if roused like the fire at the end of time.

syzygys in the heavens and Krishna, who misses none