This Sadhu and his dogs travel everywhere together!

Sadhu and his dogs travel
Sadhu Dula Nath has been travelling with his dogs for the past 10 years! Image courtesy: ANI

Dogs make the best travel companions. Even if you are a hermit.

Sadhu Dula Nath, Lord Shiva devotee, travels to all religious places with his dogs on a bike! In an interview he gave to the news agency ANI, near Amarnath temple, he said that he has been travelling with these ‘devotee dogs‘ for the past ten years.

Sadhu and his dogs travel together!

“I’ve been taking them to religious places, just visited Amarnath Temple. I don’t leave them alone anywhere.”

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Amarnath Temple, the holy cave shrine in Jammu and Kashmir is perched at an altitude of 12,756 feet. Every year in Saavan, the fifth month of the Hindu calendar, pilgrims pay their respects to Lord Shiva by embarking upon a journey.

sadhu dogs travel

This year, a dastardly attack by terrorists saw seven Amarnath pilgrims dead – including six women, and 19 injured.

Here’s hoping that along with their brethren i.e. the army dogs, Sadhu’s dogs too would offer pilgrims a sense of security in these dire times.

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The weight of the world is love…

the weight of the world is love
Somewhere under the Tuscan sun, Peru and Virginia, in a pensive mood.

As a dog would have it, my first acquaintance with Allen Ginsberg poetry, began with ‘Howl’. There he was, the voice of rage and protest that defined the beat generation. A wallpaper featuring its raw opening lines adorned my bedroom wall. (Till Chimera, the rescue cat, shred it.)

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness,
starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix…

All these years later, I discovered another gem from Ginsberg.

The poem ‘Song’ is unpretentiously beautiful. A lyrical ode to love, one that ponders and prods with a surgeon’s dexterity — the rhymes, reasons and remains of love.

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Allen Ginsberg dog

The weight of the world
is love.
Under the burden
of solitude,
under the burden
of dissatisfaction

the weight,
the weight we carry
is love.

Who can deny?
In dreams
it touches
the body,
in thought
constructs
a miracle,
in imagination
anguishes
till born
in human–
looks out of the heart
burning with purity–
for the burden of life
is love,

but we carry the weight
wearily,
and so must rest
in the arms of love
at last,
must rest in the arms
of love.

No rest
without love,
no sleep
without dreams
of love–
be mad or chill
obsessed with angels
or machines,
the final wish
is love
–cannot be bitter,
cannot deny,
cannot withhold
if denied:

the weight is too heavy

–must give
for no return
as thought
is given
in solitude
in all the excellence
of its excess.

The warm bodies
shine together
in the darkness,
the hand moves
to the center
of the flesh,
the skin trembles
in happiness
and the soul comes
joyful to the eye–

yes, yes,
that’s what
I wanted,
I always wanted,
I always wanted,
to return
to the body
where I was born.

Beautiful, isn’t it?

And if you dare to venture into the intimidating emptiness, you’d know that the weight of the world is love, indeed. Complement this with Bukowski’s drunken genius on how love and loss makes the mightiest of men tremble. Then revisit Laurie Anderson’s Heart of a dog which flows like a lucid dream because sometimes memories, you just can’t sort.

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