Mother and father abandoned me at birth and the author of my life also did not write any worth or merit on the page of destiny. - Tulsidas

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Mother and father abandoned me at birth and the author of my life also did not write any worth or merit on the page of destiny.

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Tulsidas Hindi pronunciation: [t̪ʊls̪iːd̪aːs̪], also known as Goswami Tulsidas; (1497–1623) was a Hindu poet-saint, reformer and philosopher renowned for his devotion to the god Rama. A composer of several popular works, he is best known as the author of the epic Ramcharitmanas, a retelling of the Sanskrit Ramayana in the vernacular Awadhi. He was acclaimed in his lifetime to be a reincarnation of Valmiki, the composer of the original Ramayana in Sanskrit. He is also considered to be the composer of the Hanuman Chalisa, a popular devotional hymn dedicated to Hanuman, the divine devotee of Rama. Tulsidas spent most of his life in the city of Varanasi. The Tulsi Ghat on the Ganges River in Varanasi is named after him.

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Alternative Names: Gosvami Tulsidas
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Placing my head on the feet of Sri Hari I commence this story in the Samvat year 1631 (AD 1574). On Tuesday, the ninth of the lunar month of Caitra, this story shed its lustre at Ayodhya. On this day of Sri Rama's birth the presiding spirits of all holy places flock there — so declare the Vedas — and demons, Nagas, birds, human beings, sages and gods come and pay their homage to the Lard of Raghus. Wise men celebrate the great birthday festival and sing the sweet glory of Sri Rama. Numerous groups of pious men take dip in the holy water of the Sarayu and, visualizing in their heart the beautiful swarthy form of Sri Rama mutter His name.

Listen, Vibhishan, Angad, Sugriv! Pure and clean "Is my city; my land is the fairest e'er seen! "Tho' for beauty men always of Paradise dream, "And tho' scripture, as all know, declares it supreme, "Tho' but few know the secret, yet this I declare- "That dear to me is Avadh beyond all compare! "Here's my birthplace, this city delightful, secure; "On the north River Sarju flows, sacred and pure, "In which bathing, without any labours or pains, "His abiding-place with me forever man gains; "Very dear to my heart are all those who here dwell; "They attain thus my realm, there and here all is well."

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