Veda Vyasa

(1500 BC? / Kalpi, Jalaun, Uttar Pradesh / India)

Veda Vyasa
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Vyasa (Devanagari: व्यास, vyāsa) is a central and revered figure in most Hindu traditions. He is also sometimes called Veda Vyasa (वेद व्यास, veda vyāsa), (the one who classified the Vedas in to four parts) or Krishna Dvaipayana (referring to his complexion and birthplace). He is the author as well as a character in the Mahabharata and considered to be the scribe of both the Vedas, and the supplementary texts such as the Puranas. A number of Vaishnava traditions regard him as an Avatar of Vishnu. Vyasa is sometimes conflated by some Vaishnavas with Badarayana, the author of the Vedanta Sutras. Vyāsa is also considered to be one of the seven Chiranjivins (long lived, or immortals), who are ... more »

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  • Rookie Www. Poemhunter.com/m-d-dinesh-nair-2 (9/26/2012 8:37:00 AM)

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    It is a rare effort of the kind times have ever seen. Sage Veda Vyasa is hereby going to be popular all across the globe. The role of religion and the omnipresence of the kind of God every religion speaks of still remain debatable in effect.It is a fact applicable to the concept of God all across the globe.
    The great epic here will surely be a ready source for reference of many people who want to know about the religious scriptures written in India from the vedic times. Veda vyasa`s insight into human life and his interpretation of life in all its diversity, his strategic assessment of human deeds as the acts of errors of omission and commission speak high of his wisdom. I wish all the best to the person.persons involved in this massive exercise of uploading the works of Vyasa.

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Best Poem of Veda Vyasa

Mahabharata, Book I - The Advent Of Karna

Now the feats of arm are ended, and the closing hour draws nigh,
Music's voice is hushed in silence, and dispersing crowds pass by,

Hark! Like welkin-shaking thunder wakes a deep and deadly sound,
Clank and din of warlike weapons burst upon the tented ground!

Are the solid mountains splitting, is it bursting of the earth.
Is it tempest's pealing accent whence the lightning takes its birth?

Thoughts like these alarm the people for the sound is dread and high,
To the gaze of the arena turns the crowd with anxious eye!

Gathered round preceptor Drona, ...

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