First of all, I would like to Thank everyone for looking into this post..
Hinduism is misrepresented worldwide, with people calling Bhagavath Gita as the Main book of Hindus etc.. Kindly note that we never had any Books like Holy Bible or Holy Quran... To keep in way of that myth the colonial people brought in this book..
Secondly real religion of Hindus is Sanathana Dharma.. People of west when were coming towards India, were exclaimating that people on other side of Sindhu, and since "S" is silent in Arab side, they started calling us "HINDU"..
Real Hinduism is just way of life... there are no rules which are very rigid, but the key points are its about how well we can live life...
I will share some vedic extracts some days, which will help people for some meditations...
Keep looking for this page...
ndrehi matsyandhaso vishvebhiH somaparvabhiH
mahAnabhiSTirojasA
emenaM sRjatA sute mandimindrAya mandine
cakriM vishvAni cakraye
matsvA sushipra mandibhiH stomebhirvishvacarSaNe
sacaiSusavaneSvA
asRgramindra te giraH prati tvAmudahAsata
ajoSA vRSabhaM patim
saM codaya citramarvAg rAdha indra vareNyam
asadit te vibhu prabhu
asmAn su tatra codayendra rAye rabhasvataH
tuvidyumna yashasvataH
saM gomadindra vAjavadasme pRthu shravo bRhat
vishvAyurdhehyakSitam
asme dhehi shravo bRhad dyumnaM sahasrasAtamam
indra tA rathinIriSaH
vasorindraM vasupatiM gIrbhirgRNanta Rgmiyam
homa gantAramUtaye
sute--sute nyokase bRhad bRhata edariH
indrAya shUSamarcati
HYMN IX. Indra.
COME, Indra, and delight thee with the juice at all the Soma feasts,
Protector, mighty in thy strength.
To Indra pour ye forth the juice, the active gladdening juice to him
The gladdening, omnific God.
O Lord of all men, fair of cheek, rejoice thee in the gladdening lauds,
Present at these drink-offerings.
Songs have outpoured themselves to thee, Indra, the strong, the guardian Lord,
And raised themselves unsatisfied.
Send to us bounty manifold, O Indra, worthy of' our wish,
For power supreme is only thine.
O Indra, stimulate thereto us emulously fain for wealth,
And glorious, O most splendid One.
Give, Indra, wide and lofty fame, wealthy in cattle and in strength,
Lasting our life-time, failing not.
Grant us high fame, O Indra, grant riches bestowing thousands, those
Fair fruits of earth borne home in wains.
Praising with songs the praise-worthy who cometh to our aid, we call
Indra, the Treasure-Lord of wealth.
To lofty Indra, dweller by each libation, the pious man
Sings forth aloud a strengthening hymn.
