Usha

Usha is dawn, the daughter of the sky, lady of the light, who rouses all
life.
She stirs all creatures that have feet, and makes the birds of air fly up. Borne on a hundred chariots, she yokes her steed before the arrival of the sun and is never late.
Loved by the Asvins, sister of gods, she
eludes the Sun who is
always eager to catch her. She brings not just light to the sleeping
mankind, but hope, happiness, riches and all the good things. Goddess of
light and beauty, whom the Rsis of old time invoked for their protection and
help, Usha
is the gods' beloved sister, whom she brings to the earth for
enjoying drops of the soma juice offered by the worshippers. . Some of the hymns speak of not one dawn but
many the dawns that have gone before. The hymns addressed to Usha in the
Vedas are among the most poetic and beautiful hymns found in the Vedas.
The following verses illustrates this point. "She, like a dancer, puts her broidered garments on: as a cow yields her udder so she bares her
breast, creating light for all the world of life..." " The Gotamas have praised Heaven's radiant Daughter, the leader of the charm of pleasant voices." "Bending her looks on all the world, the Goddess shines, widely spreading with her bright eye westward. Waking to motion every living creature, she understands the voice of each adorer. Ancient of days, again
and again born newly, decking her beauty with the self-same raiment, the Goddess wastes away the life of mortals, like a skilled hunter cutting birds in
pieces." "
In pride of beauty like a maid thou goest, O Goddess, to the God who longs
to win thee, and smiling youthful, as thou shinest brightly, before him
thou discoverest thy bosom. Fair as a bride embellished by her mother thou
showest forth thy form that all may see it. Blessed art thou O Dawn. Shine
yet more widely. No other Dawns have reached what thou attainest." Both night and dawn are sisters,
dutiful in their movements. " Akin, immortal, following each other, changing their colours both the heavens move onward. Common, unending is the Sisters' pathway; taught by the Gods, alternately they travel. Fair-formed, of different hues and yet one-minded, Night and Dawn clash not, neither do they
travel."
Soma

Soma is the god of inspiration, the intoxicant who stirs the minds, lures the gods and brings them to
the place of worship. One of the most popular gods of the Rigvedic hymns, the entire 9th Mandala of the scripture is dedicated to him. Also known as Indu or Soma Pavamana, he brings joy into the lives of people, cures them from diseases and leads them to the worlds of bliss and immortality. He gives strength not only to mortals, but to the gods as well. Because of him, Indra was able to slay Vrata.
Because of him Agni
maintains his sway. He is also known as
Lord of the speech (Vachspati), because of his
intoxicating influence on the movement of speech. On the physical plane Soma
is
some kind of intoxicating juice. It was probably extracted from some leaves,
or mushrooms or some other substance by pressing them between
two stones. We have completely lost the
knowledge of its preparation. People have been trying for the last several centuries to know the exact ingredients with which the Vedic people used to make Soma juice, but have not succeeded so far. Even during the Vedic period the preparation of the Soma juice was probably a complicated affair.
The hymns suggests that the success of extracting the soma juice depended
upon the cooperation of gods, which means that its preparation was not an
easy affair and depended upon several extraneous factors. Since the production of juice was central to many invocations, the god of soma was invoked to ensure that the juice flew abundantly and the
ceremony would be successful. We see this concern
explicit in the following hymns from the Rigveda. "Indu as, Indra's Friend, pour on us with a stream of sweetness, like Parjanya sender of the
rain." (The
coming of rain is uncertain. So is the extraction of soma.) "May they in flowing give us wealth in thousands, and heroic power, these Godlike Soma-drops effused like coursers by their drivers urged, they were poured forth, for victory, swift through the
woolen straining-cloth, noisily flow the Soma-drops, like milch-kine lowing to their calves they have run forth from both the
hands." (The
prayer is for soma to flow swiftly and noisily through the cloth.) " THE pressers from the Soma-press send forth thy juice for rapturous joy the speckled sap runs like a flood. With strength we follow through the sieve him who brings might and wins the
kine, enrobed in water with his juice. Pour on the sieve the Soma, ne'er subdued in waters, waterless, and make it pure for Indra's drink. Moved by the purifier's thought, the Soma flows into the sieve. By wisdom it hath gained its home. With humble homage, Indra, have the Soma-drops flowed forth to thee, contending for the glorious
prize." (Note the
emphasis on the need for the purity of the juice for Indra's happiness.)
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