#50Posted: February 21, 2013
The “I” is so powerful. No, I am not talking about Ego but the other “I”. The true “I”.
I think my “I” is orange. and I see raindrops and bubbles too.
tears and air. not air really, rather breaths.
light, but definitely heavy.
pain and, strangely, comfort.
doesn’t make sense? don’t worry, it does to me. at the end of the day, that’s all that matters, right?
Sharing a classic of Adi Shankaracharya:
govindaM bhajamuuDhamate .
saMpraapte sannihite kaale
nahi nahi rakshati DukR^iJNkaraNe
Worship Govinda, worship Govinda, worship Govinda, Oh fool !
Rules of grammar will not save you at the time of your death.
While this version exudes a definite evergreen “MS Amma” feel at its core, I would say it’s one of the most beautifully unique versions I have heard until now. One of the purest philosophies ever, sung enchantingly with gorgeous instrumental accompaniment!
Bhaja Govindam for further reading if interested.