#Prasad Distribution

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Shiv Shankar Singh Participates in Religious Events Across Jamshedpur

BJP leader and social worker Shiv Shankar Singh attends multiple religious ceremonies and prasad distribution events in Jamshedpur. BJP leader Shiv Shankar Singh actively participated in several religious events across Jamshedpur on the fourth Monday of Sawan. JAMSHEDPUR – On the auspicious fourth Monday of Sawan, BJP leader and social worker Shiv Shankar Singh engaged in various religious…

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[mentallyadinonugget]

all decided that james is desi but i NEED to know which state he’s from. I want to know which ipl team he loves and I want to know what’s his favourite dish. I want to know if he likes Holi or Diwali more. i want to know if he was ever pissed at Effie and fleamont during navratris because he couldn’t eat non veg. I want to know if he called his friends bkl or bc whenever they were arguing playfully. I want to know if he made fun of the marauders for not handling spice. I want to know which god/goddess is his favourite one. I want to know which bollywood film is his favourite and which is the first one he introduced to the marauders+ girls. I want to know if he distributed prasad to all his friends and teachers whenever Effie sent him some. I want to know if he made a small mandir in his dorm jaha par saare marauders maatha tekte the. I want to know which god he prayed to before a quidditch match. I want to know if he drank his ru afza with milk or water. I want to know if he skips the “all Indians are my brothers and sisters” part of the pledge if he finds an Indian person attractive. I want to know how good or bad he is with matras (punctuation) while writing hindi. I want to know if he breaks down in Hindi love songs out of nowhere. I want to know if he wrote letters to regulus in hindi because he didn’t want him to understand what he was saying. I want to know if he feeds Sirius the first bite of his birthday cake and then remus and then peter whenever he’s celebrating it in Hogwarts because Indian ppl feed the first piece of cake to their most beloved family member or friend. I want to know if he wore kurtas or sherwanis at functions. does he prefer parle g or good day biscuits. I WANT TO KNOW OKAY.

I WANT TO KNOW ABOUT ALL THE POSSIBILITIES THAT COME WITH JAMES POTTER BEING DESI.

[hwangism143]

𓆩♡𓆪 skz during nabo borsho. 𓆩♡𓆪

BANG CHAN would be the first to wake up. He's been practicing how to pronounce 'nobo borsho' properly all night. You're fast asleep, excited at the prospect of New Years coming the next day. As soon as it's midnight, he pokes the side of your stomach. "Shubho... shubho nabo borsho babe," he says with the biggest smile. (Ugh. This man.)

LEE MINHO is watching you pick out the best, most fresh hilsa for nabo borsho. You are not settling for any less. He watches you talk in rapid Bengali with a smile on his face. When you're finally home, he's already put the leftover rice in water and is standing in front of you with an eager smile, aprons and spatula in hand. (Bonus: He remembers to but kashundi! Get yourself a man that buys you kashundi!)

SEO CHANGBIN is helping the rest of the Bengali cultural committee where you live haul the numerous boxes of prasad from the truck to the distribution center. He flashes you a big smile, enamored by you. Living with you has caused him to pick up enough Bengali to slightly understand what everyone is saying. Regardless of that though, he is all the thakuma's favorite. (Because why not?)

HWANG HYUNJIN watches you get ready. He knows you're not good at putting on a sari, and so, after numerous Youtube tutorials, he pre-pleats your sari and keeps it ready for you. When you shoo him out of your room to go socialize, he helps your younger cousins in making a rangoli, thinking of you fondly. (No wonder it suspiciously looks like a rose with your initials.)

HAN JISUNG clears his throat loudly in the comfort of your home and starts singing. At first you're confused, but then you realize that he's singing "Aye Re Chuti Aye." You tell him that it's the wrong holiday and he looks distressed, just to give you a Han Jisung concert with the right songs two hours later. (Ok but IMAGINE HIM SINGING ARIJIT SINGH?!?!)

LEE FELIX will not let you inside the kitchen at all. Absolutely not. You can see him hard at work, although you have next to no idea why. His brow is scrunched as he's taking extremely precise measurements and ushering you out. Finally, he comes up to you. "So... I... Um... tried to make payesh-" you're to busy attacking him with a hug to let him finish. (And btw, it's almost as good as your didda's!)

KIM SEUNGMIN is wearing a white kurta. He's wearing chappals. He's sitting on the floor with a banana leaf and is absolutely determined to celebrate nabo borsho the way your family does every year. He eats with his hands, attempts to converse in broken Bengali and wins over your family in every way possible. (I love him sm.)

YANG JEONGIN is the loudest person in the crowd as you're dancing during the cultural fest you have partaken in. He has spent weeks with you, helping you to rehearse. He even picked out your outfit and jewelry, and it couldn't be more perfect. He gets you food and water as soon as you're off the stage and smothers you with kisses. (He would probably offer to sing a duet with you too, and who knows, you might just take him up on that offer.)

a/n: ok so this was entirely self-indulgent lmao. i'm really sorry if you don't understand half the stuff on here but to my bengalis (and anybody else with their new years today) SHUBHO NABO BORSHO AND HAPPY NEW YEAR LOVELIES!

[hum-suffer]

We'll say hello again (Nevermind the chasm between us) 12

The Diwali celebration is a beautiful sight to see at any day and especially at night. It's gorgeous and the whole state looks alive for the fortnight.

Gauri is allowed to attend the puja, the gleam in her brother's eyes tells her he had something to do with it but he's never opened up about it and Gauri doesn't think he will answer truthfully if she asks.

Something in her makes her want to drown. Does she need a man, even if it's her brother, to protect her? To defend her? To advocate her validity?

A finger brushes against her wrist and Gauri glances at Maa. She gives Gauri a smile, gentle yet reprimanding. "Focus, daughter." Gauri, properly chastised even though she hadn't even been scolded, looks away smiling.

They're given the first prasad after the Puja and as is traditional, Gauri takes the plate of fruits and smiles at the Rajpurohit. "Let me have the honor, Pandit ji." The Rajpurohit's face twists in a bitter grimace and Gauri takes all the more enjoyment in it. However, he seems to be trying to shove the plate off to someone else.

Gauri glances at Maa out of the corner of her eye and her impassive face tells Gauri that she needs to learn how to handle this on her own.

Her smile turns sharper, bigger. She beckons Bhairav forward and gestures him towards the plate. "Let my friend have this insurmountable honour, Pandit ji."

She shouldn't take so much pleasure in being a general menace. But making the Rajpurohit choose between either a woman recently over her periods and a man who is a mere sworn sword, little more than a slave in the eyes of men.

Pandit ji looks to be gritting his teeth before he smiles at her and wordlessly shoves the plate of fruits into her hands. She turns around pleasantly. "Come, Bhairav, one of us has to distribute the fruits, don't we?"

She's sure the Rajpurohit heard her when she hears Bahu snort and Maa sigh.

Bhairav looks awestruck and he makes a token protest about being unworthy but Gauri gives him a smile, giddy and smug, and Bhairav closes his mouth instantly.

Katappa is the only one who has tears in his eyes as Bhairav hands him a slice of banana. Gauri beams at him,"What are you staring at, Mama? It's Diwali, look alive!" The other people in the temple seem ecstatic to see her, some of them touch her hands and, as much as she tries to not let them, her feet.

The plate empties not soon after, when they're outside of the temple. The crowd has already thinned, and Gauri already has a ridiculously smug smile on her face. Bhairav looks done with her. "My princess, do try to look less smug. The public does not know that you gain pleasure in baiting your possible assassins."

"You worry too much, Bhairav." She grins at him, but her hand spasms in the way that reminds her once again of the way that Ratan had jerked her off. To distract herself, she pointedly drops the last slice of an apple into his hand. Bhairav gives her a look that tells her that he knows that she's distracting him from the conversation.

Before she can cajole him into being less sour, she hears a whisper of a movement. She stills and so does Bhairav, even though he looks confused. Her sense of hearing is sharper than most, he mustn't have heard it. There's another movement and this time, she can hear steel. She looks at Bhairav out of the corner of her eye and sees him looking around in confusion. He hasn't heard that.

Her heart beats in her ear and she takes a deep breath. She knows, she knows that she needs Bhairav here. But she also needs witnesses. Prominent, objective witnesses.

"Get my brothers and Maa." She tells him, her voice sounding harsh and furious to her own ears. She sees him open his mouth in protest but before he can speak, she gives him a look. "Now, Bhairav."

He hesitates for a moment before grabbing his dagger and pushing it in her hands. "I shall be right back, my princess."

Gauri nods at him and tightens her grip on the dagger, one finger at a time. His dagger is beautifully sharp and she's grateful for that. He gives her a heavy look and Gauri doesn't know what it means but before she can have a chance to decipher it, he turns on his heels and makes a run for the temple.

Gauri tilts her head, focusing on the full thump on the ground. It's probably footsteps. Uneven footsteps.

She looks back at the temple for a moment and breathes. Let me live today, she thinks. Let me have my vengeance.

The footsteps get louder.

There's a pause, a heavy silence, before she hears the noise quicken and steel cutting through air behind her. Gauri ducks on sheer instinct and it's the Rajpurohit who has a sword in his hands, holding it over his head, ready to strike again. Gauri swipes the dagger at his ankle, uncaring of war rules and ethics. He curses, jumping back, and swings the sword again. She parries with the dagger but she's at a disadvantage because of the size of the blade.

He kicks her stomach, and Gauri stumbles enough to trip and fall down. Before she can stand up, he kicks her face, hitting his foot on her nose.

Gauri grabs his ankle and twists it, pushing him away to stand up. She breathes heavily through her nose and tries to stabilize her heaving chest. Gauri feels her nose hurt and eyes burn in response but she only readjusts her hold on the dagger she's and snarls.

"You dare?" He says,"Coming here after I told you not to, sullying my place of worship with your presence! You dare break the sanctity of my sanctuary?"

Gauri grits her teeth. She doesn't reply and ducks underneath the sword. The blow would have sliced her torso and pulled out her intestines. The blaze of fury burns in her veins and she uses his momentum as an advantage to twirl around him and hit his back with the thali. She grasps the thali in her other hand vertically and stabs it in his back again, twice, thrice, until he's leaning forward and falling down and coughing.

Gauri doesn't realise that's blood on her hands.

But when she does, a surge of bloodlust roars through her. Now, she will aim for the neck.

He turns around at the last moment and kicks her stomach, sending her tumbling back, on the ground. She heaves and feels the ache spread over her torso like venom. Gauri clenches her teeth. She stands up again.

But before she can drive the dagger through his heart, there's already an arm snaking around his neck and choking him. She recognises the armband. It's Bhairav.

The Rajpurohit gurgles and elbows Bhairav, who grunts but doesn't let up. Gauri takes the moment to punch his nose, once, twice and thrice. Her eyes meet Bhairav's over the Rajpurohit's shoulder and the fury she sees in his eyes blinds her for a moment.

She wants nothing more than to kill him.

She knows that it is what he is feeling.

Dizzy with pain and want of blood, Gauri grits her teeth. "Don't kill him," she rasps,"Don't kill him, Bhairav."

He is hers to kill, Gauri thinks. But she won't kill him. It is not her discretion.

Bhairav nods at her resolutely, even as the Rajpurohit's eyes droop and his gurgles die down. He holds her eyes, even as her family comes closer. He holds her eyes, as her brothers fuzz over her and Katappa fuzzes over him. He holds her eyes and Gauri holds his dagger.

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The trial is but a farce.

Somehow, her uncle manages not to get his name in the middle of the hell that the Rajpurohit's statement is. The official statement tells his distaste of Gauri due to her impertinence and her major flaw of being a royal woman.

Gauri doesn't stay to see the end of the trial.

Her stomach is covered with bruises, black and blue. Her hand heals a little everyday.

Bhairav is thoroughly scolded by Katappa and Bhalla for leaving her and Bahu is an overbearing shadow. Maa doesn't allow her to be alone anywhere until the trial ends. Bhairav keeps his duties impersonal. Her uncle gives her snide looks.

Gauri wants to scream.

It is her life that was threatened and yet her decisions seem to be everyone's favourite idea to despise.

Bhairav trails behind her, quiet as a mouse. His silence burdens her in ways she cannot begin to explain.

Gauri walks towards the armoury where Katappa is training the new recruits. He smiles when he notices her, the only person who isn't disappointed by her these days.

He walks towards her and stands beside her, Bhairav stops at a respectable distance to give them the illusion of privacy but they all know that he can hear them.

"How are you faring, Gauri?" Katappa asks her, gesturing a guard to bring her a chair. She overrides his order with a shake of her head.

"Way worse than is expected of a person who survived an assassination attempt. It seems that the only one happy to see me in this palace is my damned horse."

Katappa chuckles at her. "It is not like that, Gauri," his tone is reassuring but does it really matter? He continues,"We were all just very worried for you when Bhairavrath burst through and told us to come to you without any explanation and we found you two fighting the Rajpurohit. You must admit, it is a sight one cannot understand. An assassination attempt on you, Gauri. It is no small deal."

"And yet, I am made to feel like the culprit. Because I cared for diplomacy more than bloodlust?" She looks away with a sneer, staring into the far ends of the city that too must have heard about what happened at the Diwali Puja. "Whatever they say, Mama, I am still my mother's daughter. Polity is my best suit. I did what was right, and yet no one seems to want to understand me."

She's aware that she sounds petulant but is too far gone to care. She just wanted what was best for the state and her family, damn them. The least they could do is understand her reasoning.

Katappa's eyes soften. "Tell me, then."

Gauri sighs. "Had I not sent Bhairav away, we would have dealt with the Rajpurohit too. He is much more efficient than I am at the moment, I am very well aware that the matter would have ended without either of us hurt, had I let him stay."

Katappa doesn't say a word, lets her continue.

"But then, the tale could have been spun. We're but children in the eyes of you all, do not dare to deny it. Had you found that particular scene without warning, the tale could have been spun to say that we were misguided and we were the real perpetrators." Gauri sighs and wishes she hadn't denied the chair. She hadn't taken into account just how tired she is.

"And Maa may have trusted us, but she would have been labelled an emotional and unfit ruler, had she trusted the word of her daughter over the circumstantial evidence." Gauri turns again, catches Bhairav's eyes. He doesn't pretend that he is not overhearing them. He raises an eyebrow and the action endears him to her undeniably, a hint of his personality she's seen in two days.

She turns back to Katappa. "I don't want the crime of Brahmhatyaa on either of our heads. And trust me when I say this, Mama; the man would have been dead if I was as honest or as frank as my brothers are. He's alive, because he is useful. I let my culprit live and for what? Scorn? Distrust? Disappointment?"

Bitterness clogs her throat and she clenches her hands, her healing one sending tingling sensations up her arm. Her mouth tastes like ashes.

Katappa smiles at her, in that soft fatherly way that he so seldom does. Often, he preoccupies himself with believing that he is unworthy of the love that Gauri and Bahu give him. It is true that Gauri doesn't share that deep of a bond with him— she follows her brother, blindly, and if he gives his affection to Katappa, so shall she— but she's always had a kind of kinship and easy affection that flows between them. He provides her with clarity and safety.

Katappa is her safety away from comfort.

"Gauri, my child," he whispered, voice deliberately lowered and kindred,"I do not think that you want me for this conversation."

Gauri shakes her head. It is true that she wants her brothers and Maa to understand her. It is truer that she wants Bhairav to stop being so impersonal. But she needs Katappa to know this too. "No. I am at the correct place, having a true conversation with the correct person. The others that need to know, will ask me. If they can condemn me without knowing, they can apologise without knowing, too."

Her anger shimmers close to the surface even as Katappa changes the topic and asks her about her plans for the future and he tells her of ridiculous rumours that fly in the city. Some are amusing while some are plain unbelievable.

"They say you too Mata Mahalakshmi's blessings and tore down the Rajpurohit like She did with Kohlasur." Katappa says as they slowly come to an end, pride clear in his tone. Gauri shakes her head with a smile. She really loves the small folk and their inclination towards the dramatics of life.

"I shan't keep you any longer, Mama. Thank you for listening to me." She moves forward and tenderly hugs him, mindful of her own bruises. Katappa, infinitely more mindful, keeps his hands on her shoulder and her head, patting her head. She can tell that he's shocked but he doesn't freeze.

"Thank you for sharing with me," he says as they part, his eyes suspiciously glistening. "And do come whenever you will it. You are always welcome."

She nods and smiles at him. It doesn't feel forced.

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The stony silence between them continues all the way to the gardens. Gauri, still righteously angry, feels no need to break it. Let him suffer, she thinks. Let him suffer in my silence.

Gauri sits down on the ground, curling in on herself to save her from the cold. She looks at Bhairav, standing rigidly, and feels the sting of mercy in her heart. "Sit down if you want to, Bhairav."

She doesn't look up to see if he sits down. After a moment of hesitation, she hears shuffling and he's sitting beside her.

Gauri closes her eyes and hopes that her mind quietens now, after her talk with Katappa. At least he listened to her. She needs to talk with her family too, needs them to know, too. But not today. Not even before they approach her. She has some self respect, damn them.

"I was nine," Bhairav begins in a whisper,"when my sister was murdered."

Gauri looks at him in shock, frozen. She expected a lot of things but not this. She turns completely towards him.

He doesn't glance at her when he continues,"My family wasn't the happiest but we made do. My mother...she left us. My father raised my sister and I to the best of his abilities, of course. We had a large age difference— ten years. My father died when I was seven and my sister later married her childhood friend. We made do."

Bhairav clears his throat and Gauri shifts, closer. Not touching him, for she knows what is proper, but she hopes her attention and silence provide him courage to continue, if he so wishes.

"I was out, gone with Katappa to learn sword fighting. My didi and jijaji did not like to fight but they supported me. They were sweet, non violent. When I came back, the door was broken down and they were lying dead, in their own house." He clenches his jaw and looks down at his feet. His hand plays with the black threat on his ankle. Gauri averts her eyes respectfully.

"They were killed, for money. My jijaji had earned good money for his pottery. They looted the house and killed them." Bhairav looks at her now. His eyes are smouldering and rimmed red. But his voice still breaks when he promises,"I will not see you dead as well, my princess."

Gauri nods. She understands what he means. He's always been one for a few words, but she's always felt what he feels.

He feels he failed his sister. He was devoted to her. His father was not the best but he tried and Bhairav respects that. His sister raised him. He loved her. He loved his brother-in-law too, felt indebted to him for letting Bhairav stay in his house. He never felt that he belonged in their house. It was theirs, not his. Now that it may be his, he hates it.

He thinks he failed his purpose, his devotion— he fears to fail another purpose, another dare she say it? devotion.

His anger is at her for risking herself but also at himself for obeying her.

She deliberately softens her voice,"And I will not have you hung because you levelled allegations against the Dowager King and the Rajpurohit, Bhairav. We needed witnesses, ones that could be unquestionable. Your life is my responsibility, your honour is my responsibility. I will not have you become a target. In return, I promise to do my level best to save myself from any dangers, but you must also always obey me in this capacity. Trust me."

Bhairav shakes his head and gives her a smile, fond and tired at the same time.

"Your honour is my honour, and your life is my life, my princess. And whether I like it or not, I am going to obey you for the rest of my life, my princess. Just never at the cost of your life. Never again."

Gauri smiles at him, tentatively, and teases,"We are at an impasse, then."

"How about I obey you and you only order me to save your life?" He asks with a charming grin.

They both know that either will stop at any cost to save the other.

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Tagging: @allizzprobablynotwell @alhad-si-simran @vijayasena @voidsteffy

[msbhagirathi]

Moon-struck (For Arshi Fiesta)

Aao parmeswariyon welcome. :)

He stared at the random but ~not so random~ word, google had dared to suggest to him today, staring back at him. As if to challenge him to deny the truth written beneath it as it's 'meaning'.

He slammed the cover of the iPad and threw it away on his bed. He pulled out his belt only to slam it away on the floor.

He tore through his hair with both his hands, resting them at the nape of his neck, with the fingers intertwined.

He couldn't deny the effect that, that slip of a girl had on him ever since she had bombarded into his life quite literally.

He still used to feel restless and anxious almost all the time but it was not due to the anger and desperation of the trauma that he had to go through as early as fourteen. He could admit it to himself that he still used to wake up in the middle of the night with a start. But it wasn't due to the fear and panic which used to make him feel like breaking into tears and cry away for the rest of the hours in the vicinity of the walls of his room.

Rather it was due to the fact that a certain someone in a red chiffon saree, a barely there blouse, with no room for a bra had started coming to meet him in the privacy of his dreams.

The two frail doris tied above the shoulder blades, jet black straight hair pushed to one side of a shoulder. And just when he used to about to touch them, grab them in a bunch to bring them at the back and run his fingers through them.

There would be nothing accept the darkness around him to comfort him of the teeth shattering anticipation.

Heart galloping as if no tomorrow, and lungs struggling as if there was a sudden shortage of air around him. The hair pulling frustration running back to him and he used to fall back on his bed.

Again going through the charade of tossing and turning around until light flimsy excuse of a sleep used to evade him.

And yet when he used to wake up in the morning to start his day. He ~very strangely so~ used to feel as fresh as ever. Well rested, satiated and calm and absolutely at peace.

He knew he had somehow fallen for her.

He had seen her innocence when she used to distribute prasad and teeka to everyone around her cubicle on her floor, greeting them with 'shubh prabhat' and 'devi maiyya ki kripa se apka din mangalmay ho.'

He had seen her brilliance in the way she had handled the menial tasks that he had given her.

He had seen her kindness when she had given away a pair of bangles, which she had liked and bought for herself, to a little girl who had also liked them but was far from being able to afford them. Across the street of where his car had happened to be parked one day.

"Fuck."

He slammed his hands on the window in front of him.

He knew he had fallen for her hard. A lil bit too hard for his own liking.

He knew he was love-struck.

He knew he was moon-struck.

P.S.: So. ladies and gentlemen Sanka devis and Laard governors. *bows down with exaggerated gRaCe* This sweet short rendition was written much to the threat invitation received from @phuljari di. Hope you enjoy. :)

Credits: @arshifiesta

[compneuropapers]

Interesting Papers for Week 37, 2024

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Visual working memories are abstractions of percepts. Duan, Z., & Curtis, C. E. (2024). eLife, 13, e94191.3.

A scalable spiking amygdala model that explains fear conditioning, extinction, renewal and generalization. Duggins, P., & Eliasmith, C. (2024). European Journal of Neuroscience, 59(11), 3093–3116.

Mesostriatal dopamine is sensitive to changes in specific cue-reward contingencies. Garr, E., Cheng, Y., Jeong, H., Brooke, S., Castell, L., Bal, A., … Janak, P. H. (2024). Science Advances, 10(22).

Astrocytes as a mechanism for contextually-guided network dynamics and function. Gong, L., Pasqualetti, F., Papouin, T., & Ching, S. (2024). PLOS Computational Biology, 20(5), e1012186.

Ventral Pallidum and Amygdala Cooperate to Restrain Reward Approach under Threat. Hernández-Jaramillo, A., Illescas-Huerta, E., & Sotres-Bayon, F. (2024). Journal of Neuroscience, 44(23), e2327232024.

Choice overload interferes with early processing and necessitates late compensation: Evidence from electroencephalogram. Hu, X., Meng, Z., & He, Q. (2024). European Journal of Neuroscience, 59(11), 2995–3008.

Decision-related activity and movement selection in primate visual cortex. Laamerad, P., Liu, L. D., & Pack, C. C. (2024). Science Advances, 10(22).

Intrinsic and synaptic determinants of receptive field plasticity in Purkinje cells of the mouse cerebellum. Lin, T.-F., Busch, S. E., & Hansel, C. (2024). Nature Communications, 15, 4645.

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Kannalane Chapter 2: Conversations and Confessions

Aditha. Why did that name sound so familiar? And that person.She was sure she had never seen him in Thanjai before, never heard a voice similar to his, never seen someone who even remotely resembles him but still ... .His presence was so comforting and familiar. Who was this Aditha? How was he able to have such an influence on her after meeting for only a handful of times? Nandini was suddenly gripped by a desire to know more about him. So she made a decision as she laid down to sleep that night. She will go back to the old Banyan tree one last time tomorrow. Just to see that person again.one more time. Maybe even have a friendly conversation as Vishaka told her to do. And then they would separate as acquaintances.She would find a new abode of peace and he can take rest under her Banyan tree with his sword and  daggers as much as he wants without her interference. 

 The next evening Nandini seated herself under the same old place as usual, savouring a mango she got from Vishaka, after putting some mangoes aside for her family and one more for her fellow visitor. He must be from a wealthy family, he may even get baskets of mangoes if he just wished. Her mind chided her. Still, she kept one aside for him so that they could start their pleasantries on a good act of benevolence. But time flew by and her visitor failed to come. She saw the sun disappearing and decided to return to the temple, her heart heavy with disappointment at the absence of her mysterious youth. Well, not so mysterious but a name and a suspicion about his status was all she knew about him.Why was she so crestfallen ? It wasn't like they agreed to a meet and greet. Surely he must have other important duties to attend to, just like she has. With these thoughts, she made her way to the temple. She was again assigned the role of distributing prasad to the devotees. 

Sometimes fate works in strange ways. That was what Nandini thought when she saw Aditha enter the temple. He was alone and seemed to be searching for someone. The moment his eyes locked on hers, he gave her a grin and made his way over standing at the end of the line.She returned to focus on her task at hand but couldn't help sneak a glance at him at times. He was standing straight, with hands at his back, moving ever so slightly as the queue started moving, looking around at the crowd with a carefree look. Suddenly she wished the queue would move faster so he could reach her quicker. Did he come to see her?  Maybe apologise for not coming today? She wished to talk to someone about it. Where was Vishaka when you needed her?

After what seemed to be a long time, he stood in front of her. "Hello Chempaka" he said in a teasing tone.

"I'm not wearing any Chempaka flowers today" she said 

"Do you want me to get you some?" He replied quickly, with his usual smirk.

She narrowed her eyes at him. How brashen he is. " You didn't come today" She said, meaning to say it as a question but it came out sounding like a statement. He looked at her for a minute in genuine confusion before a look of realisation came over his face. 

"I'm sorry Devi. I didn't know you were waiting for me" he said, looking for confirmation in her face.  She knew even if she denied it, he would catch her lie from her face. " I was ..just…wondering" she nevertheless made a somewhat convincing excuse, as she handed over the prasad to him. He received it and said " I will come tomorrow. I promise" .Then turning to pray to the deity, he walked away, not before giving her a reassuring smile. She returned the smile.

He came as promised. And what occurred was deafening silence. Nandini quickly realised she wasn't like Vishaka at all. Vishaka could make friends with anyone within minutes while Nandini took longer time to create friendship. She was even comfortable sitting in silence instead of filling the quietness with words like Vishaka. It seemed Aditha was also of the same attitude. At first they used to bask in their silence, occasionally remarking on the weather or talking about the latest events. Slowly but surely as the days passed, Nandini found herself going back on her decision and arriving at her personal abode of peace now sharing it with her newfound friend, Aditha. And as the bond of trust between them started to strengthen, they exchanged their life stories. 

" I'm an orphan" Aditha said "My mother died in childbirth and my father was a soldier who was killed in war when I was seven. He was a close friend of the Sambuvarayar Shivarama. After my father died, he adopted me as his son as he and his wife were childless. I had been at Nagaipattanam for the past few months to learn sword fighting and horse riding . I wish to be a soldier like my biological father and to serve the Chozha Naadu" 

"Have you never wished for a sibling?" Nandini asked

"I like to think I had a handful of siblings last life and that's why I don't have any in this life" Aditha shrugged

"Well, I have two headaches in the form of human beings as my sister and brother. You are lucky " 

He laughed " I know you appreciate and love them despite their mischiefs, Chempaka. You seem like a very considerate person " 

"Nandini " 

"What?"

"You don't have to call me Chempaka anymore. You can call me Nandini, "she said softly.

"Nandini" He said it aloud as if testing to see how it sounded. " That's a beautiful name" 

Nandini was aware of a change in her feelings towards her friend. She started waiting for his arrival and reminiscing about their conversations afterwards. Even Kaveri caught on to her changed demeanor. "Akka, why are you smiling at the food? Are you thinking of someone? Am I going to have a brother in law soon?" She would tease, only to have Nandini box her ears for her cheekiness. But try as she may, she wasn't able to settle the butterflies in her stomach whenever he said her name. 

"Nandini, tell me, is there any backstory to your name?" Aditha asked once

" My father told me he thought of the name when he saw me for the first time" Nandini said

"He chose well. You really are a bringer of joy" He said with his signature smirk and Nandini tried not to let him see her blush. 

"What about you?" 

He let out a deep sigh " I remember my father telling me I was named after the late uncle of the current ruler, Aditha Karikalan. I have heard stories of how fierce a warrior he was and one day, I hope I can be a warrior just like him" then he turned towards her " I also remember there was a Nandini at that time. The Pazhavur Iliya Rani . People say she was the most beautiful woman to have walked the land. No one knows how she died though. Some say she passed away due to an illness, some say she was killed, others say she drowned herself" 

What has gotten into his mind? Nandini wondered. Comparing her to that of the enchanting Pazhavur Iliya Rani just because they share the same name. She looked back  to see he was gazing at her playfully. 

"What?" She asked, narrowing her eyes at him

"You know, before she became Pazhavur Rani, Nandini Devi and Aditha Karikalan were rumoured to be lovers" Aditha continued, watching her expression.

"So?" 

"So.." He took a minute to grin at her before saying " Would this Nandini like to be the lover of this Aditha?" 

Her eyes widened as she processed what he just said. This time though she wasn't able to hide her blushing cheeks from him. Not giving an answer and thoroughly taken aback by his upfront manner, she did what she did best. Standing up and briskly walking off. 

"Nandini come back" She heard him laugh behind her "I was just teasing you, Chempaka"

To be continued…

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14 October 2024

Navratri Diary

This Navratri was truly special, filled with laughter, love, and moments I’ll cherish forever. The first day in college, playing Garba with friends, felt magical. The energy, the music, and the joy we shared while dancing made it an unforgettable start. The colors, the twirls, the smiles—it was pure bliss.

As the days went by, the fun continued with my colony friends. We celebrated together, laughed together, and of course, distributed Prasad, which brought a sense of peace and devotion to our festivities. Sharing that sacred offering with everyone made it all the more meaningful, connecting us to Maa Durga and to each other.

But as Navratri reached its end, the joy slowly turned bittersweet. The pandal, once so alive with music, prayers, and smiles, now stood empty after the Visarjan. Saying goodbye to Durga Maa felt like saying goodbye to a part of ourselves. The vibrant decorations that once filled the space were now just memories, and the silence of the pandal left us waiting, already longing for next year’s golden 9 days. Those days that fill our hearts, homes, and streets with joy.

It’s a sadness, yes, but also a beautiful reminder of the love and devotion we pour into this festival. And until next year, these memories will be the warmth that keeps us going.

Ayush ❤️

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Saryu Roy’s Ramarcha Puja on July 22, BJM Holds Key Meeting in Baridih

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Celebrating Ganesh Chaturthi: Best Wishes to All from Colonel Rajyavardhan Rathore

Ganesh Chaturthi

Ganesh Chaturthi, also known as Vinayaka Chaturthi, is one of the most joyously celebrated Hindu festivals in India, honoring Lord Ganesha, the remover of obstacles and the god of beginnings. This auspicious festival typically falls in the months of August or September, marking the start of a ten-day festival filled with vibrant rituals, prayers, and community gatherings across the country.

The Significance of Ganesh Chaturthi

Historical and Cultural Importance

Ganesh Chaturthi holds deep historical and cultural significance in Indian traditions. It is believed to have originated in the state of Maharashtra during the reign of Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj as a public festival to unify people against colonial rule and foster a spirit of unity and patriotism. Over time, it has transcended regional boundaries to become a national celebration symbolizing harmony and togetherness.

Religious Observances and Rituals

Devotees prepare meticulously for Ganesh Chaturthi, cleaning and decorating their homes and setting up elaborate pandals (temporary structures) to house Ganesha idols. The festival commences with the Pranapratishtha, the ceremonial installation of the idol, followed by daily prayers, offerings (prasad), and aarti (devotional songs). Modaks, a sweet delicacy considered Lord Ganesha’s favorite, are prepared and distributed as a gesture of reverence.

Colonel Rajyavardhan Rathore’s Perspective on Ganesh Chaturthi

Colonel Rajyavardhan Rathore, a distinguished Indian politician and former Olympian, extends his heartfelt wishes to all on the occasion of Ganesh Chaturthi. His admiration for the festival stems from its ability to unite people from diverse backgrounds in celebrating faith, positivity, and communal harmony. Colonel Rathore emphasizes the festival’s role in promoting cultural values and social cohesion, reflecting its importance in today’s interconnected world.

Celebrations Across India

Maharashtra: The Epicenter of Festivities

Maharashtra, particularly Mumbai, witnesses unparalleled fervor during Ganesh Chaturthi. The streets come alive with processions carrying beautifully crafted idols of Lord Ganesha, accompanied by traditional music and dance. The immersion procession on Anant Chaturdashi, the last day of the festival, is a spectacle as thousands bid adieu to their beloved deity amidst chants of “Ganpati Bappa Morya.”

Southern India: Unique Traditions and Customs

In southern states like Karnataka, Tamil Nadu, and Andhra Pradesh, Ganesh Chaturthi is celebrated with equal zeal. Homes and community centers host Ganesha idols adorned with fragrant flowers and vibrant decorations. Families come together to perform Ganesh puja, offer prayers, and share festive meals, reinforcing bonds and fostering a sense of unity.

Northern India: Embracing Diversity

In states like Uttar Pradesh and Delhi, Ganesh Chaturthi is marked by communal harmony as people from different backgrounds participate in the festivities. Public pandals showcase awe-inspiring idols of Lord Ganesha, attracting devotees and tourists alike. The festival transcends religious boundaries, exemplifying India’s cultural diversity and spirit of inclusivity.

Environmental Consciousness: Embracing Eco-Friendly Celebrations

Shift Towards Sustainability

In recent years, there has been a growing awareness about the environmental impact of Ganesh Chaturthi celebrations. Many communities and individuals are opting for eco-friendly Ganesha idols made from clay and natural materials, which dissolve in water without harming aquatic life. This eco-conscious approach reflects a commitment to preserving the environment while honoring religious traditions.

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Parasuram das

“Give Me Love”, is the new Hare Krishna centre in the heart of the famous Camden Town, Central London, opened by the Prasad Distribution team officially known as Food for All, by the mercy of Srila Prabhupada.

It’s already attracting so much attention, everyone wants a photo.

*George:* Well, we should try to see God in everything, so it helps so much having the food to taste. Let’s face it, if God is in everything, why shouldn’t you taste Him when you eat? I think that *prasadam* is a very important thing. Krsna is God, so He’s absolute: His name. His form, *prasadam,* it’s all Him. They say the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, so if you can get to a man’s spirit soul by eating, and it works, why not do it?

There’s nothing better than having been chanting and dancing, or just sitting and talking philosophy, and then suddenly the devotees bring out the *prasadam.* It’s a blessing from Krsna, and it’s spiritually important. The idea is that *prasadam’s* the sacrament the Christians talk about, only instead of being just a wafer, it’s a whole feast, really, and the taste is so nice—it’s out of this world. It’s undoubtedly done a great deal toward getting a lot more people involved in spiritual life. *Prasadam *breaks down prejudices, too, because they think, “Oh, well, yes, I wouldn’t mind a drink of whatever or a bite of that.” Then they ask, “What’s this?” and “Oh, well, it’s* prasadam.”* And they get to learn another aspect of Krsna consciousness. Then they say, “It actually tastes quite nice. Have you got another plateful?” I’ve seen that happen with lots of people, especially older people I’ve seen at your temples. Maybe they were a little prejudiced, but the next thing you know, they’re in love with *prasadam,* and eventually they walk out of the temple thinking, “They’re not so bad after all.”

*Mukunda:* The Vedic literatures reveal that *prasadam* conveys spiritual realization, just as chanting docs. You make spiritual advancement just by eating it.

*George:* I’d say from my experience that it definitely works. I’ve always enjoyed *prasadam* much more when I’ve been at the temple, or when I’ve actually been sitting with Prabhupada, than when somebody’s brought it to me. Sometimes you can sit there with *prasadam* and find that three or four hours have gone by and you didn’t even know it. *Prasadam* really helped me a lot, because you start to realize “Now I’m tasting Krsna.” You’re conscious suddenly of another aspect of God, understanding that He’s this little *samosa.* It’s all just a matter of tuning into the spiritual, and *prasadam’s* a very real part of it all.

Give me love Give me love Give me peace on earth Give me light Give me life Keep me free from birth Give me hope Help me cope with this heavy load Trying to touch and reach you with Heart and soul Om My Lord Please take hold of my hand That I might understand you

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When or why is Ganesh Chaturthi celebrated in 2023?

Ganesh Chaturthi is a significant festival celebrated in India, dedicated to Lord Ganesha, the elephant-headed deity who symbolizes wisdom, prosperity, and good fortune. In 2023, Ganesh Chaturthi will be observed on the 15th of September.

Ganesh Chaturthi holds immense cultural and religious importance in Hinduism. The festival commemorates the birth of Lord Ganesha, the son of Lord Shiva and Goddess Parvati. According to Hindu mythology, Lord Ganesha is known as the remover of obstacles and the harbinger of success and happiness. Therefore, people celebrate Ganesh Chaturthi to seek his blessings and invoke his presence in their lives.

The festival begins with the installation of Ganesha idols in homes, temples, and public pandals. Elaborate decorations, including flowers, lights, and vibrant fabrics, adorn the surroundings. Devotees offer prayers, chant sacred mantras, and perform aarti (a ritual of waving lit lamps) to seek the blessings of Lord Ganesha.

Ganesh Chaturthi is typically celebrated with great enthusiasm and fervor for several days, ranging from one to eleven days, depending on personal preferences. During this period, devotees engage in various rituals and traditions. These include performing puja (worship), reciting Ganesha mantras, offering modak (a sweet delicacy considered Lord Ganesha's favorite), and distributing prasad (consecrated food) among family members and visitors.

On the final day of the festival, a grand procession known as Visarjan takes place. The idol of Lord Ganesha is immersed in water, symbolizing his return to Mount Kailash, his celestial abode. The Visarjan ceremony is accompanied by vibrant processions, music, and dance, creating a jubilant atmosphere.

Ganesh Chaturthi holds cultural significance beyond religious boundaries as well. It brings communities together, fostering unity and social harmony. The festival is an occasion for joyous celebrations, cultural performances, and artistic expressions, including elaborate Ganesha idols crafted by skilled artisans.

Overall, Ganesh Chaturthi is celebrated to invoke the blessings of Lord Ganesha, seek his guidance in overcoming obstacles, and usher in prosperity and well-being for oneself and the community. It serves as a reminder of the significance of wisdom, devotion, and positive beginnings in our lives.

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How to Get a Medical Residency in the USA as an International Medical Graduate

Choosing to the medical residency for IMG medical students in USA is the best opt. With world-class training opportunities and state-of-the-art facilities, landing a coveted US residency spot allows you to advance your skills and expertise to the highest level.

However, getting a US medical residency as an IMG involves a step-by-step process with many requirements along the way. By understanding and following the key steps, you’ll place yourself in the best position to match into your desired residency program.

1) Register with the USMLE

Your first step when applying for US residency positions is registering with the United States Medical Licensing Examination (USMLE). The USMLE is a three-step exam assessing an IMG’s medical knowledge and clinical skills. It is a core requirement when applying to US residency programs.

Registering is an easy process online via the USMLE website. You’ll need to create an account and provide background information on your medical education and credentials. This allows you access to schedule test dates and testing center locations.

Registering with the USMLE is the vital first step for IMGs seeking US medical residencies.

2) Pass the USMLE Exams

The next step is successfully passing all required USMLE exams. These are challenging, marathon tests covering a wide range of topics. Thorough preparation through dedicated study time and practice questions is a must.

The USMLE step structure is:

Step 1 - Assesses core concepts in basic medical sciences. Often taken after 2nd year of med school.

Step 2 CK - Focuses on medical knowledge application in clinical settings. Taken during 3rd year typically.

Step 2 CS - Evaluates clinical and communication skills through interactions with standardized patients.

Scoring well on your USMLEs signals to residency programs your strong medical knowledge foundation. It also indicates readiness for the fast-paced rigors of a US residency.

Many IMG applicants space out their exam schedule over a 1-2 year timeframe. Create your own prep timeline backward from desired residency start dates.

Allow plenty of dedicated study time to pass the USMLE exams.

3) Get Valuable Clinical Experience in the USA

In addition to tests, US residencies want applicants exposed to the American healthcare system and culture.

Gaining clinical experience in the US through observerships and clinical electives are a big advantage. These allow you hands-on learning of workflows, systems, treatments, technologies, patient populations, documentation, communication norms and more in American hospitals and clinics.

Observership organizations like Prasad Medical Center (+1 718-774-6060) assist IMGs in securing observership positions across the country. Be sure to research and understand program eligibility terms before applying.

Even a few weeks of US clinical experience can give that important edge among competitive applicants.

US clinical experience highlights adaptability to American medical norms.

4) Register with the AAMC

The Association of American Medical Colleges (AAMC) has two key systems you must access during your application process:

MSPE (Medical Student Performance Evaluation) – Official record of medical education including grades, rankings and assessment.

ERAS (Electronic Residency Application Service) – Centralized online application portal distributing all materials to selected residency programs.

Register with AAMC early to get your credentials verified, understand each platform and have ERAS documentation ready when application season starts.

Connecting with the AAMC is essential throughout the residency hunt.

5) Pick your Residency Programs

When deciding which residency programs to apply for, start broad. Identify specialties matching your interests, strengths and USMLE scores. Use online directories to make a list of reach, reasonable match and safety options across several states or regions.

Factors like location competitiveness, program size, IMG match history and curriculum emphasis can help you categorize options. Have a few safety choices with higher IMG acceptance rates.

Research programs thoroughly to have residency options at each level.

6) Get your ECFMG Token and Register with ERAS

Once programs are selected, activate your ECFMG (Educational Commission for Foreign Medical Graduates) token. This allows ERAS to verify your test scores, credentials and identity when applying.

Next, access your MyERAS applicant profile. Add your exam history, experiences, publications and other credentials that programs will review.

Double and triple check all entries for accuracy before submitting to avoid costly mistakes or delays.

MyERAS is your central application hub throughout the residency process.

7) Finalize Documentation and Submit ERAS Application

With your MyERAS profile complete, finalize all required documentation:

Personal statement

Medical school transcripts

MSPE Dean’s letter

Letters of recommendation (3+)

School catalogues

Proofread all materials thoroughly before uploading to ERAS by the deadlines. Activate program selections and assign supporting documents for each.

Carefully prepare all pieces of your ERAS application package.

8) Medical Residency Interview

With a strong application submitted early, interview offers should follow!

Interview formats vary widely across residencies. Common options include one-on-one, panel interviews, multiple mini interviews (MMIs) and virtual interviews.

Careful preparation is key. Research programs, polish answers to common questions, hone your communication style, dress professionally and send prompt thank you notes.

Treat travel associated interviews as 24/7 assessments of fit. Be gracious, avoid complaining and share your passion for medicine and interest in the program.

Interviews are critical to sealing a residency position – make the most of them!

9) Register with the NRMP

After interviewing, register with the National Resident Matching Program (NRMP) by late January. Creating your NRMP account starts the matching process based on how you rank programs and how they rank applicants.

The yearly Match Day in mid-March reveals results simultaneously to applicants across the country. This coordinated effort fills nearly 40,000 residency roles each spring.

Understand match statistics for given specialties and programs to set realistic expectations before this nerve-wracking day!

Learning match nuances helps ease the anticipation leading up to Match Day!

10) Residency Post-Match Focus

If matched, congratulations on achieving that coveted US residency program spot! Notify all relevant parties, celebrate thoroughly and handle any needed visa application processes.

Review program details to address required paperwork, licensing, preparations or moving requirements before start dates. Share excitements and ask graduated residents for advice as you transition to this intense but rewarding new chapter!

For those not matched, don’t be discouraged! Strategize about strengthening certain areas of your application and discuss options with mentors. Often success comes with perseverance and giving yourself the best opportunities the following year.

We hope this overview gives international medical graduates more clarity on the pathway to getting a US medical residency. While challenging, thousands achieve this goal annually through careful planning, dedication to preparation, and showing your passion for serving US patient populations.

If you still need assistance securing clinical experience or have any other questions along your journey, don’t hesitate to contact the knowledgeable team at Prasad Medical Center at (+1 718-774-6060) or visit https://www.prasadmedicalcenter.com/ We wish you the best of luck in achieving your American medical career dreams!

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What happened with Tulsidas ji while composing Hanuman Chalisa?

Tulsidas ji used to write Hanuman Chalisa, he used to keep the written letters carefully at night, when he woke up in the morning and looked at them, the writings in them were erased.

Tulsidas ji worshiped Hanuman ji, Hanuman ji appeared. Tulsidas told that if I write Hanuman Chalisa, someone erases in the night.

Hanuman ji said, if you want to write praise, then write of my Lord Shri Ram, not of me. At that time, Tulsidas ji thought of the first couplet of Ayodhya incident, he wrote it at the beginning of Hanuman Chalisa.

"श्रीगुरु चरन सरोज रज निज मन मुकुरु सुधारि।

वरनउं रघुबर बिमल जसु जो दायकु फल चारि॥

So Hanuman ji said, I am not Raghuvar. Tulsidas ji said that you and Lord Shri Ram have incarnated after receiving the same prasad, therefore you are also Raghuvar.

Tulsidas reminisced that there lived an apsara named Suvarchala in the Brahma world who had once been enamored of Brahma, and in anger Brahma had cursed her to be a vulture. The prasad that will be distributed among the three queens in the Yajna of Dasaratha's son, you will fly away with Kaikeyi's share. Mother Anjana was wishing for a son by extending her hands to Lord Shiva, in those hands she had dropped the prasad from which you incarnated Lord Shri. Ram himself has called you his brother.

"तुम मम प्रिय भरतहि सम भाई

Tulsidas gave another argument that when you went to Ashok Vatika in search of Maa Janaki, Maa Janaki made you her son.

"अजर अमर गुननिधि सुत होहू।

करहुं बहुत रघुनायक छोहू॥

Lord Shri Ram himself had made you his son when he came back after searching for mother Janaki.

"सुनु सुत तोहि उरिन मैं नाहीं।

देखेउं करि विचार मन माहीं॥

That's why you also became Raghuvar, after listening to this argument of Tulsidas, Hanumanji should be enlightened.

It is often said and heard in the world that a person should not be too straight and simple, everyone takes advantage of a straight and simple person, it is also a proverb that no one even touches a crooked tree, only a straight tree is cut. .

In fact, the world runs away from crooked people, while the straight ones are harassed. But do understand this thing that whatever creation has been done in the world, it has not been done by crooked people but by straight people only.

If a straight tree is cut, then the wood is also useful in building construction or building decoration.

Even in the temple, the rock from which the form of the Lord appears, is not a crooked rock, it is a straight rock.

The flute whose melodious sound we enjoy listening to is also made from a straight bamboo tree. Straight people are dear to Govind!

Jai Shree Ram!

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Mangalvar Vrat Katha – Reason, Method, and Story behind Tuesday’s Fast

Mangalvar vrat is a popular fast dedicated to Hanuman Ji on Tuesday. Vrat Katha is read or heard, and people also chant Hanuman Chalisa.

“भूत-पिशाच निकट नहीं आवे।

महावीर जब नाम सुनावे ।।”

The energy, courage, and fearlessness we get just by hearing these lines are out of this world. Lord Hanuman gives us the dare to fight every challenge in life, and his blessings can help humans to excel in life. Imagine if just his name can bring so much liveliness, what his day can do.

Tuesday (Mangalvar in Hindi) is a day for Lord Hanuman; believe it or not, this auspicious day has its own significance. Praying and fasting on this particular day, along with Mangalvar vrat katha, can bring happiness and prosperity.

What is the significance of Mangalvar vrat Katha

Indian mythology believes this vrat flows happiness, success, mental and physical strength, long life, and recovery from illness. Hanuman ji has considered one God present in the world till eternity, and this vrat is one of the simplest methods to seek his blessings. Couples who cannot conceive or are childless for a long period perform this fast to get blessed with a child.

Astrology suggests that a person with weak Mars in his horoscope should keep Mangalvar vrat to overcome the hurdles in life peacefully. It will also help reduce Mangal Dosha (Manglik dosh) with the grace of Hanuman Ji.

Besides mythology and astrology, fasting once a week can improve your metabolism and provide many health benefits.

How can I follow Mangalvar Vrat?

Alongside the significance and beliefs, this fast is blissful and calming, relieving stress and burdens and blessing humans with happiness and prosperity.

Devotees can start fasting on any Tuesday and continue it for 21 weeks. Keeping fast for 21 Tuesdays can vanish all your problems, and you can say goodbye to unforeseen life events.

The procedure is pretty simple as well;

Wake up, take a bath, and wear clean clothes (preferably red)

Sprinkle holy water of Ganga in the whole puja room

Light a diya with ghee and offer sindoor, flowers, betel leaf garland, sweets, and fruits to Hanuman ji

Sit comfortably and begin the puja vidhi. Worship Ganesha, Shree Ram, and Mata Sita, followed by Mangalvar vrat katha and Hanuman Chalisa. (According to Indian mythology Lord Hanuman is a great devotee of the Shree ram, and thus, offering prayers to him beforehand can please him in the simplest manner)

Devotees can also read Sundarkand to seek blissful blessings

Perform an aarti to complete your Puja. Then, distribute the offered sweets (Prasad) to your family.

Have food once in the whole day without onion or garlic and continue the procedure for the next 21 Tuesdays

Perform the same puja vidhi on the 22nd Tuesday and feed 21 Brahmins if possible and complete your fast

The story behind Mangalvar vrat

used to pray to Lord Hanuman to seek his blessings for a healthy child. Once, Nanda went to the dense jungle to pray to Hanuman ji to bless him with a child; on the other side, his wife used to pray to Hanuman ji daily. She used to keep fast on Tuesdays and offer food to Lord Hanuman before having any.

One fine Tuesday, she could not prepare food and feed Lord Hanuman due to another fast. She became sorrowful, slept on an empty stomach, and decided not to eat before offering food to Lord Hanuman until the following Tuesday. She went on fasting for the next six days without water and food.

She fainted early the next Tuesday due to hunger and starvation. Hanuman ji was impressed with her faith and belief and appeared before her. He blessed her with a little boy, Sunanda, named ‘Mangal.’ When her husband returned from the forest, he questioned her about the child, to which she replied with her side of the story.

The Brahim considering it hard to believe, was suspicious and refused to believe the same. One day, when Nanda was leaving for a bath, his wife asked him to take Mangal along, he agreed, but seeking a chance, he pushed the little child to a well

When Sunanda asked him about the child on his return, Mangal returned even before Nanda could respond. While Nanda couldn’t understand what had happened, he slept. Hanuman ji appeared in his dreams and clarified that his wife was right, and he blessed them with a little version of Lord Hanuman and how doubting his wife is a wrongful act of Nanda. After this, the Brahmin got happy, accepted his wife and their son, and the family lived happily. Sunanda continued her Tuesday fasts, and Hanuman ji continued his blessings on them.

Conclusion

To seek Lord Hanuman’s blessings, the most effortless process is the Mangalvar vrat. Change your fortune with this auspicious fasting and get Hanuman ji protection on your health and life.

Article Source: Mangalvar Vrat Katha – Reason, Method, and Story Behind Tuesday’s Fast

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