goodboy_mentor wrote:tamancha wrote:Hi good boy!
As you said to mention the verses.paras,page numbers etc...is not an easy task to do so because as you know that the Vedas are four,their aranyakas are the same and well as the numbers of Upanishads are several in numbers. What I have posted previously was based upon the churned material of the great books. And the ' anuahrutees' which I have gone through was in pure sanskrit, so it is better to go for a search of translation of Max Muller in English from German.I shall try shortly to post about your queries in detail when I will get time.Thanks good boy.
Hi tamancha, thanks for your guidance about English translation by Max Muller. I will try to search them and read the relevant quotes. Will also wait for your detailed posts related to this matter.
There are hundreds of hymns in rgveda which states about war its arms and ammunitions etc, but as my perception says every religion in the world had come out from the warfare and bloodsheds. Before Islam in Arabia there was the religion of Idolators which was influenced by the contemporary religions of the then practiced worshipping.In Kaba there were more than 300 idols.The main were Hubul,Lat,Manat and Ujjah.Mostly all the gods had bows and arrows in theirs hands,goddess ujjah had two swords in her hands.It was believed that to trample the sin and ill act ARMS were very essential. When Muhammad came in light and he got the order from God to crush the idolatos he attacked more than 100 in number and 22 attacks were taken place by him upon his own clan men of Queresh.Lord Krishna too once gone in grim taken up his own Sudershan Chakra in his hand and was about to through upon Karna but checked himself to cut off his head because he was bound to not participate in direct war.
In Rgvedas hymn 75.....the following account says...
1. THE warrior's look is like a thunderous rain-cloud's, when, armed with mail, he seeks the lap of battle.
Be thou victorious with unwounded body: so let the thickness of thy mail protect thee.
2 With Bow let us win kine, with Bow the battle, with Bow be victors in our hot encounters.
The Bow brings grief and sorrow to the foeman: armed with the Bow may we subdue all regions.
3 Close to his car, as fain to speak, She presses, holding her well-loved Friend in her embraces.
Strained on the Bow, She whispers like a woman-this Bowstring that preserves us in the combat.
4 These, meeting like a woman and her lover, bear, mother-like, their child upon their bosom.
May the two Bow-ends, starting swift asunder, scatter, in unison, the foes who hate us.
5 With many a son, father of many daughters, He clangs and clashes as he goes to battle.
Slung on the back, pouring his brood, the Quiver vanquishes all opposing bands and armies.
6 Upstanding in the Car the skilful Charioteer guides his strong Horses on whithersoe’er he will.
See and admire the strength of those controlling Reins which from behind declare the will of him who drives.
7 Horses whose hoofs rain dust are neighing loudly, yoked to the Chariots, showing forth their vigour,
With their forefeet descending on the foemen, they, never flinching, trample and destroy them.
8 Car-bearer is the name of his oblation, whercon are laid his Weapons and his Armour.
So let us here, each day that passes, honour the helpful Car with hearts exceeding joyful.
9 In sweet association lived the fathers who gave us life, profound and strong in trouble,
Unwearied, armed with shafts and wondrous weapons, free, real heroes, conquerors of armies.
10 The Brahmans, and the Fathers meet for Soma-draughts, and, graciously inclined, unequalled Heaven and Earth.
Guard us trom evil, Pūṣan, guard us strengtheners of Law: let not the evil-wisher master us.
11 Her tooth a deer, dressed in an eagle's feathers, bound with cow-hide, launched forth, She flieth onward.
There where the heroes speed hither and thither, there may the Arrows shelter and protect us.
12 Avoid us thou whose flight is straight, and let our bodies be as stone.
May Soma kindly speak to us, and Aditi protect us well.
13 He lays his blows upon their backs, he deals his blows upon their thighs.
Thou, Whip, who urgest horses, drive sagacious horses in the fray.
14 It compasses the arm with serpent windings, fending away the friction of the bowstring:
So may the Brace, well-skilled in all its duties, guard manfully the man from every quarter.
15 Now to the Shaft with venom smeared, tipped with deer-horn, with iron mouth,
Celestial, of Parjanya's seed, be this great adoration paid.
16 Loosed from the Bowstring fly away, thou Arrow, sharpened by our prayer.
Go to the foemen, strike them home, and let not one be left alive.
Thanks and regards
