Brama

He had two others after him, one of them whose name was Visnu, was born out of his breast, the other called Brama, out of his belly.

The Works of John Dryden

I had an Indian mantra, but scientific research says that any word will do -- "Coca Cola" apparently does the same thing physiologially as "Brama ..."

Archive 2006-11-01

Then, down the Spurs end, Janko and Bajrami make a nuisance of themselves in the area, just to the right of goal, Brama romping in and slashing a shot wide right from 10 yards.

Tottenham Hotspur v FC Twente – as it happened

One picture showed Jewish visitors praying near a synagogue in a district called Osiedle Za Zelazna Brama, which we translated as "Behind the Iron Curtain", suggesting some cold-war link.

Corrections and clarifications

I could even have just leaned back and closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep and repeated my mantra -- but no, I was, by Brama, gonna sit half-lotus on that plane, in front of God and everybody, and do my thing, and devil take the unbelievers.

Archive 2006-11-01

I fled from the wrath of Brama through all the forests of Asia: Vishnu hated me:

Confessions of an English Opium-Eater

My guide in the evening disgusted me by asking how many days I intended to stop at the Koond before my return to Suddiya, when I had engaged him expressly to go into the Mishmee hills, and not merely to Brama Koond, as the above question implied.

Journals of Travels in Assam, Burma, Bhootan, Afghanistan and the Neighbouring Countries

Quel rapport rémarquable avec le mythe de la naissance de Brama, enfermé dans le lis des eaux, le lotus, jusqu'au jour où la fleur fut ouverte par les rayons du soleil, c'est-à-dire, par Vischnou lui-même, qui avait produit cette fleur.

Notes and Queries, Number 65, January 25, 1851

Brama-Glinsky thought a minute, then made up his mind to go to a shopkeeper called Madame Tsitrinnikov to try and get it from her on tick: who knows? perhaps the woman would feel for them and let them have it.

The Horse-Stealers and Other Stories

"It is a thousand miles to Vyazma ... my boy," sighed Brama-Glinsky, drumming on the window-pane.

The Horse-Stealers and Other Stories