Saw Him Swami Chetananda
Saw Him Swami Chetananda
As We Saw Him
Sri Ramakrishna in samadhi during a kirtan at Keshab Sen's house
in Calcutta. He is surrounded by Brahmo devotees, with
Hriday, his nephew, supporting him.
(Photo taken on September 21, 1879)
RAMAKRISHNA
As We Saw Him
Swami Chetanananda
Chetanananda, Swami.
Ramakrishna as we saw him / edited, translated, and with a
biographical introduction by Swami Chetanananda. — 1st ed.
p. cm.
Includes bibliographical references.
ISBN 0-916356-64-7 (alk. paper). — ISBN 0-916356-65-5 (pbk. :
alk. paper)
1. Ramakrishna, 1836-1886. 2. Ramakrishna Mission—Biography.
3. Hindus—India—Biography. I. Title.
Those who wish to learn in greater detail about the teachings contained in
this book may write to: Secretary, Vedanta Society of St. Louis, 205 South
Skinker Boulevard, St. Louis, Missouri 63105, U.S.A.
Contents
List of Illustrations 7
Preface 9
Biographical Introduction 13
Once a Catholic woman said to me that she had been regularly attending
Mass for the last twenty-five years but was not experiencing any joy. She
expressed a desire to learn the technique of Vedantic meditation without
changing her religious faith. Observing her sincerity I told her: "Please
practise meditation twice a day. There are various kinds of meditation,
such as meditation on the form of God, on his divine qualities, on his
message, or on his divine play. The infinite God takes a finite human form
and plays in this world like one of us so that we can feel his presence and
get a glimpse of his infinite nature. This is not a myth. It is a fact. The
lives of Buddha, Christ, and Ramakrishna prove it. Human beings see
these God-men or avatars with their eyes, hear their voices with their ears,
touch their physical forms with their hands.
"If you want to feel the presence of God quickly," I told her, "practise
meditation on the lila, or divine play, of God-men. Please close your eyes
and mentally visualize Christ walking through the street. The multitude is
following him. He enters the house of Simon. Mary Magdalene, a fallen
woman, washes the feet of Jesus with her tears and then wipes them dry
with her long hair. She opens an alabaster box and anoints his feet with
scented ointment. The compassionate Christ blesses Mary, putting his
hands on her head. It is a small episode in Christ's life. Try to visualize
these scenes, one after another. Go slowly. Until the first scene has taken
a luminous form in your mind, don't go to the next scene. After visual
izing the entire episode, look at your clock. You will see that you have
lived with Christ for twenty minutes, forgetting space, time, and causa
tion. This is called meditation on the lila, or the divine play, of the Lord."
Truly we know very little about the personal or public life of Christ or
Buddha. We read their messages in the Bible and the Tripitakas, but
the message is not enough. When people get interested in the message,
they want to know more about the messenger, and this is how they
establish a relationship with him. So we try to get firsthand detailed
information about him. We want to know about his surroundings, his
relatives and friends, his daily routine, what kind of food he eats, how
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he acts with people. We want all the details, from his sense of humour to his
method of teaching.
But God-men do not write about themselves. They are content to live
their great lives and let others explain how their lives were led. Sri
Ramakrishna did not like publicity at all. He specifically forbade one of
his disciples to write his biography during his lifetime, saying that if it
were published, his body would not last. Once Keshab Chandra Sen said
to Sri Ramakrishna: "Sir, if you permit, I want to make your message
known to the public. It will definitely do good to the people and bring
peace to the world." Sri Ramakrishna replied in an ecstatic mood: "It is
not the right time to spread the message of this place [meaning, his
message] through lecturing and newspapers. The power and ideas which
are within this body will automatically spread all over in the course of
time. Hundreds of Himalayas will not be able to suppress that power."
He then went into samadhi.
Romain Rolland, the great French writer, wrote in the beginning of his book
The Life of Ramakrishna: "I am bringing to Europe, as yet unaware of it, the
fruit of a new autumn, a new message of the Soul, the symphony of India,
bearing the name of Ramakrishna........ The man whose image I here evoke
was the consummation of two thousand years of the spiritual life of three
hundred million people."
Once Swami Vivekananda, the foremost disciple of Sri Ramakrishna, said,
"It was not the words of Sri Ramakrishna but the life he lived that was
wanted, and that is yet to be written." I have tried to uncover that hidden
personal life by translating and editing these precious reminiscences,
which were either written or told by the Master's relatives, disciples, and
admirers. Some of these people lived with him twenty-four hours a day
and others stayed with him occasionally. These people actually witnessed
the Master's divine play, and they left these wonderful reminiscences for
future generations so that every detail of his God-intoxicated life would be
available to us. Readers will find much information about Sri Ramakrishna
in this book, and it could be considered a sequel to The Gospel of Sri
Ramakrishna and Sri Ramakrishna, The Great Master.
For the last several years I have done extensive research and collected
these spiritual treasures for my personal meditation and also because I
strongly believe they will help many people. At the end of each section
the sources are given. Also, for the sake of readability and uniformity, I
have edited some of the materials from Sri Ramakrishna, The Great
Master and other books and magazines. In a few places the same story
was told by different people, but I did not eliminate the repetition because
it would have disrupted the continuity of thought.
Preface 11
Materials were collected from so many sources that it is difficult to
mention each publisher's name. However, I thankfully acknowledge
these important ones: Advaita Ashrama (Calcutta), Ramakrishna Math (
Madras), Udbodhan (Calcutta), Ramakrishna Vedanta Math (Calcutta),
Vedanta Press (Hollywood), Ramakrishna-Vivekananda Center (New
York), Ananda Ashrama (Cohasset), Srima Trust (Chandigarh), General
Printers and Publishers (Calcutta), and Karuna Prakashani (Calcutta).
I am grateful to the Vedanta students who helped edit and type the
manuscript.
Finally, I must mention one thing: While working on this project, this verse
of the Gita (12.8) arose in my mind again and again: "Fix your mind on me
alone, rest your thought on me alone, and in me alone you will live here
after. Of this there is no doubt." What a wonderliii reassurance! To me it is
God's promise to all of us.
Chetanananda
St. Louis, U.S.A.
Sri Ramakrishna in samadhi
(Photo taken at the studio of the Bengal Photographers,
Calcutta, on December 10, 1881)
Sri Ramakrishna
Blessed is the country where Sri Ramakrishna was born, blessed are the
parents who took care of the Divine Child, blessed are the people who,
without seeing him, have inherited his invaluable spiritual legacy, and
thrice blessed are the few who saw him, heard his words, touched him,
talked with him, and lived with him. "In the life of Ramakrishna, the
Man-God," wrote Romain Rolland, "I am about to relate the life of this
Jacob's ladder, whereon the twofold unbroken life of the Divine in man
ascends and descends between heaven and earth."
Sri Ramakrishna was born on February 18, 1836, in Kamarpukur, a
small village sixty miles northwest of Calcutta. His father, Khudiram
Chattopadhyay, and mother, Chandramani, were very devoted to God,
and both had visions about their son before he was born. Sri Rama
krishna grew up in Kamarpukur and was sent to the village school
where he learned to read and write, but he soon lost interest in this "
bread-earning education."
When he was six or seven years old he had his first superconscious
experience. "One morning," he recalled in later life, "I took some puffed
rice in a small basket and was eating it while I walked along the narrow
ridges of the rice fields. In one part of the sky a beautiful black cloud
appeared, heavy with rain. I was watching it and eating the rice. Very soon
the cloud covered almost the whole sky. And then a flock of cranes came
flying. They were as white as milk against that black cloud. It was so
beautiful that I became absorbed in the sight. Then I lost consciousness of
everything outward. I fell down and the rice was scattered over the ground.
Some people saw this and came and carried me home."
Khudiram died in 1843. Sri Ramakrishna keenly felt the loss of his
father and became more indrawn and meditative. Sometimes he used to
go to the nearby cremation ground alone and practise spiritual disci
plines there. He also visited the rest house in the village where pilgrims,
especially monks, would stop on their way to Puri. He learned from
them many songs and prayers. There were, moreover, some friends with
whom he played, and together they often sang and acted out religious
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dramas. When he was nine years old, following the brahminical tradi
tion, he was invested with the sacred thread, which allowed him to
perform ritualistic worship. Gradually he began to help the household
by conducting the worship of the family deities.
Sri Ramakrishna moved to Calcutta in 1852 to assist his elder brother,
Ramkumar, who was conducting a school and performing ritualistic
worship in private homes for a living. On May 31, 1855, Ramkumar
officiated at the dedication ceremony of the Kali temple of Dakshine-
swar, which had been founded by Rani Rasmani, a wealthy woman of
Calcutta. Sri Ramakrishna was present on that occasion. Soon after this
he moved to Dakshineswar, which was just a few miles north of Calcutta,
and in time he became a priest in the temple.
Sri Ramakrishna now began his spiritual journey in earnest. While
performing the worship of the Divine Mother, he questioned: "Are you
true, Mother, or is it all a fabrication of my mind mere poetry without
reality? If you do exist, why can't I see you?" As days passed, Sri
Ramakrishna's yearning for God became more and more intense, and he
prayed and meditated almost twenty-four hours a day. One day he became
desperate. As he later described it: "In my agony I said to myself, 'What
is the use of this life?' Suddenly my eyes fell on the sword that hangs in
the temple. I decided to end my life with it then and there. Like a
madman I ran to it and seized it. And then — I had a marvellous vision of
the Mother and fell down unconscious."
After this it was not possible for Sri Ramakrishna to continue the
worship in the temple. His relatives thought that he had become mad, so
they brought him back to Kamarpukur and arranged his marriage. In
1859 he was married to Sarada Mukhopadhyay, a young girl from the
neighbouring village of Jayrambati. Sri Ramakrishna returned to Dak
shineswar in 1860 and was again caught up in a spiritual tempest. He
forgot his home, wife, family, body, and surroundings. He once de
scribed his experiences of that period:
No sooner had I passed through one spiritual crisis than another took its
place. It was like being in the midst of a whirlwind even my sacred
thread was blown away. I could seldom keep hold of my dhoti [cloth].
Sometimes I would open my mouth, and it would be as if my jaws reached
from heaven to the underworld. "Mother!" I would cry desperately. I felt I
had to pull her in, as a fisherman pulls in fish with his dragnet. A
prostitute walking the street would appear to me to be Sita, going to meet
her victorious husband. An English boy standing cross-legged against a
tree reminded me of the boy Krishna, and I lost consciousness. Sometimes
I would share my food with a dog. My hair
Introduction 15
became matted. Birds would perch on my head and peck at the grains of
rice which had lodged there during the worship. Snakes would crawl over
my motionless body.
An ordinary man couldn't have borne a quarter of that tremendous
fervour; it would have burnt him up. I had no sleep at all for six long
years. My eyes lost the power of winking. I stood in front of a mirror
and tried to close my eyelids with my finger and I couldn't! I got
frightened and said to Mother: "Mother, is this what happens to those
who call on you? I surrendered myself to you, and you gave me this
terrible disease!" I used to shed tears — but then, suddenly, I'd be
filled with ecstasy. I saw that my body didn't matter — it was of no
importance, a mere trifle. Mother appeared to me and comforted me
and freed me from my fear.
Bhairavi Brahmani, a Tantric nun, came to Dakeshineswar in 1861 and
initiated Sri Ramakrishna into tantra sadhana [disciplines]. Later he
practised vatsalya bhava [the attitude of a parent towards the Divine
Child] under Jatadhari, a Vaishnava monk, and after that, madhura
bhava [the attitude of a lover towards the Divine Beloved]. Again, in
1864 he was initiated into sannyasa [monastic vows] by Tota Puri, a
Vedanta monk, and he attained nirvikalpa samadhi, the culmination of
spiritual practices. In that state the aspirant realizes his oneness with
Brahman, the Ultimate Reality.
In 1866 Sri Ramakrishna practised Islam under the guidance of a Sufi
named Govinda Roy. He later told his disciples: "I devoutly repeated the
name of Allah, and I said their prayers five times a day. I spent three
days in that mood, and I had the full realization of the sadhana of their
faith." Furthermore, in 1874 he had a vision of the Madonna and the
Child Jesus in the parlour of Jadu Mallik's garden house in Dakshine-
swar. A few days later, while walking in the Panchavati, he saw a
foreign-looking person coming towards him. The man had a beautiful
face with large, brilliant eyes. As Sri Ramakrishna pondered who this
stranger could be, a voice within said: "This is Jesus Christ, the great
yogi, the loving son of God, who was one with his Father, and who shed
his heart's blood and suffered tortures for the salvation of mankind."
Jesus then embraced Sri Ramakrishna and merged into his body. Thus,
after realizing God in different religions, Sri Ramakrishna proclaimed, "
As many faiths, so many paths."
Sri Ramakrishna met many well-known people of his time, such as
Michael Madhusudan Datta, Devendra Nath Tagore, Dayananda Sara-
swati, Ishwar Chandra Vidyasagar, Dr. Mahendralal Sarkar , Bankim
Chatterjee, Joseph Cook, Mr. Williams, Mr. Missir, and others. In 1875
16 RAMAKRISHNA AS WE SAW HIM
Sri Sarada Devi (1853-1920), also called Holy Mother, was the spiritual consort
of Sri Ramakrishna. She was married to him at an early age, and when she was
eighteen years old she came to the temple garden of Dakshineswar to live near
him and serve him. Because of her long and close association zvith the Master,
her reminiscences are especially valu able. After his passing away she continued
the spiritual ministry which he began.
The Source
The Master used to say that his body had come from Gaya. When his
mother passed away he asked me to offer pindam. [funeral cakes] at Gaya.
I replied that I was not entitled to perform those rites when the son
himself was alive. The Master replied: "No, no, you are entitled to do it.
Under no circumstances can I go to Gaya. If I go, do you think it will be
possible for me to return?"1 So I did not want him to go there. And later
on I performed the rites at Gaya.
Tradition has it that Sri Ramakrishna's birth was preceded by a vision his father had at
Gaya of Vishnu, who announced that he would be born as his son. Hence, the spiritual
association Sri Ramakrishna had with Gaya was likely to overwhelm him if he went there.
Gaya is also associated with Buddha and Chaitanya as the turning point in their lives.
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you are out of that spice, why do you not send somebody to buy a pice
worth? One should not omit things that are necessary. Don't you know
that it is for this particular flavouring in your curries that I left the
delicious dishes and the thickened milk of Dakshineswar and came
here? And now you want to leave out the flavouring!" Lakshmi's mother
felt ashamed and immediately sent for the spices.
An Ideal Husband
The Master said about me: "Her name is Sarada. She is Saraswati [the
goddess of learning]. That is why she loves to adorn herself." He said to
Hriday: "Go and see how much money there is in your chest. Have a pair
of beautiful armlets made for her." The Master was ill at that time, and
yet he had those armlets made at a cost of three hundred rupees. But he
would not touch money himself.
My mother would grieve, "I have married my Sarada to such a crazy
husband that she can't enjoy ordinary married life or have any children
and hear them call her mother." One day the Master heard her and said:
"Don't grieve over that, Mother. Your daughter will have so many
children, you will see, that her ears will ache at hearing the cry of '
Mother." He was quite right. Whatever he said has come to pass.
The Master was interested in nothing but God. When I asked him
what I should do with the saris, conchshell bangles, and other things
with which he had worshipped me when he performed the Shodashi
Sri Sarada Devi 21
Puja,2 he said after a little thought, "Well, you can give them to your
own mother" — my father was still living — "but be careful that when
making the gifts, you don't look upon her as your personal mother but
as the Mother of the Universe." I did so. Such was his teaching.
Rakhal's Parents
The Master said to Rakhal's father, "A good apple tree begets only good
apples." In this way he would satisfy him. When Rakhal's father would
come to Dakshineswar the Master would carefully feed him delicious
things. The Master was afraid that he would take the boy away. Rakhal
had a stepmother. When she would come to Dakshineswar the Master
used to tell Rakhal: "Show her everything. Take good care of her so that
she will think her son loves her dearly."
An Appreciation
One day while living at Dakshineswar I made a big garland of seven
strands with some jasmine and red flowers [rangan or ixora]. I soaked
the garland in water in a stone bowl and the buds quickly turned into
full blossoms. I then sent the garland to the Kali temple to adorn the
image of the Divine Mother. The ornaments were taken off Kali's body
and she was decorated with the garland.
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The Master came to the temple. He at once fell into an ecstatic mood
seeing the beauty of Kali so much enhanced by the flowers. Again and
again he said: "Ah! These flowers are nicely set off against the dark
complexion of the Divine Mother! Who made the garland?" Someone
mentioned me. He said, "Go and bring her to the temple." As I came near
the steps I found some of the men devotees there — Balaram Babu,
Suren Babu, and others. I felt extremely bashful and became anxious to
hide myself. I took shelter behind the maid Vrinda, and was about to go
up to the temple by the back steps. The Master immediately noticed this
and called out: "Don't use those steps. The other day a fisherwoman was
climbing those steps and slipped. She had a terrible accident and frac
tured her bones. Come by these front steps." The devotees heard those
words and made room for me. I entered the temple and found the Master
singing, his voice trembling with love and devotion.
Divine Help
Blood dysentery is not a trifling disease. The Master would often be
down with it, especially during the rainy season. At one time he was
rather seriously ill. I was attending on him. A woman from Varanasi had
recently come to Dakshineswar, and she suggested a remedy. I followed
her directions and the Master was soon cured. After this the woman
could not be found. I never met her again. She had really helped me a
great deal. I inquired about her at Varanasi but could not find her. We
often saw that whenever the Master required something, people would
come of themselves to Dakshineswar and then disappear just as sud
denly.
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A Ghost Story
One day the Master went to Beni Pal's garden house [in Sinthi] with
Rakhal. He was strolling in the garden when a spirit came to him and
said: "Why did you come here? We are being scorched. We cannot
endure your presence. Leave this place at once." How could it stand his
purity and blazing holiness? The Master walked away with a smile and
did not disclose it to anybody.
Immediately after supper he asked someone to call for a carriage, though
it had been previously arranged that he would spend the night there. A
carriage was brought and he returned to Dakshineswar that very night.
Hearing the sound of the carriage near the gate, I strained my ears and
heard the Master speaking with Rakhal. I was startled. I thought: "I do
not know if he has taken his supper. If not, where can I get food at this
late hour?" I always kept something in store for him, at least farina. He
sometimes asked for food at odd hours. But I was quite sure of his not
coming back that night and so my store was empty. All the gates of the
temple garden were barred and locked. It was one o'clock in the
morning. He clapped his hands and began to repeat the names of God,
and after a while someone opened the gate. Meanwhile I was anxiously
thinking about what to do in case he was hungry. As he came in he
shouted to me: "Don't be anxious about my food. I have finished my
supper." Then he narrated to Rakhal the story of the ghost. Rakhal was
startled and said: "Dear me! It was really wise of you not to have told
me about it at that time. Otherwise my teeth would have been set on
edge through fear. Even now I am seized with fear."
Balaram's family is in such trouble and you hesitate to go! You will walk to
Calcutta. Go on foot." At last a palanquin was brought and I set out from
Dakshineswar. Twice I visited her during her illness. On another occasion I
went on foot at night from Shyampukur.
The younger Naren used to come to the Master. He was thin and dark, with
pockmarks on his face, and the Master was very fond of him. When Patu and
Manindra came to see the Master, they were very young, about ten or eleven
years old. Once at the Cossipore garden during the Holi festival [a spring
festival associated with Krishna] everybody had gone out to play with abir
[red powder], but these two would not go. They began to fan the Master,
changing hands frequently. They were so young that they could not manage it.
They also massaged the Master's legs. The Master had a cough, so his head
ached and he needed constant fanning. He kept saying to them: "Go away
now. Go downstairs and play with abir. Everybody has gone." But Patu said:
"No, sir, we are not going. We are staying here. How can we go away and leave
you?"
They refused to go. The Master could not check his tears. He said: "Oh, my
dear, they are my Ramlala [the child Ramachandra], here to take care of me.
They are mere children, but they will not leave me, even to enjoy
themselves!"
also suffer likewise. You will also feel such pain in your throat." The
Master said: "Brother, I did not mean to injure you. You are ill. Water
will harm you. That is why I have taken the glass away. Why have you,
then, cursed me in this manner?" The brother said, weeping: "I do not
know, Brother. Those words have come from my mouth. They cannot but
bear fruit." At the time of his illness the Master told me, "I have got this
ulcer in my throat because of that curse." I said to him in reply, "How can
a person possibly live if such a thing as this can happen to you?" The
Master remarked: "My brother was a righteous man. His words must
come true. Can the words of anyone and everyone be thus fulfilled?"
The result of karma is inevitable. But by repeating the name of God
you can lessen its intensity. If you were destined to have a wound as
wide as a ploughshare, you will get a pinprick at least. The effect of
karma can be counteracted to a great extent by japam and austerities.
An Accident
The Master used to have great fun with the boys. Naren [Swami
Vivekananda] and Baburam [Swami Premananda] would roll on the
ground with sidesplitting laughter. Once while living in the Cossipore
garden I was climbing the steps, carrying a bowl of milk, when I felt
giddy and fell. All the milk was spilled and my heel was dislocated.
Naren and Baburam came running and took care of me. There was a
great inflammation of the foot. The Master heard of the accident and
said to Baburam: "Well, Baburam, it is a nice mess I am in now. Who
will cook my food? Who will feed me now?" He was then ill with cancer
of the throat and lived only on farina pudding. I used to make it and feed
him in his room in the upper story of the house. I had a ring in my nose
then. The Master touched his nose and made a sign of a ring by making
a circle with his finger in order to indicate me. He then said, "Baburam,
can you put her [making the sign] in a basket and carry her on your
shoulder to this room?" Naren and Baburam were convulsed with
sidesplitting laughter. Thus he used to cut jokes with them. After three
days the swelling subsided. Then they helped me to go upstairs with his
meals. Golap-ma made the pudding during those three days and Naren
fed him.
5It is sacrilegious to offer a man the gifts that are meant for a deity, and hence this fear that it
may cause some misfortune.
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Hindu widows, according to traditional custom, are required to wear a white sari without
any border and to give up all ornaments. Holy Mother at first wanted to follow this custom,
but Sri Ramakrishna appeared in a vision and told her not to do so as he was not really
dead.
7 The tutelary deity of Sri Ramakrishna's family at Kamarpukur.
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Mother, another girl, and me. Sometimes Gopaler-ma, who was a large
woman, or other women devotees from Calcutta would stay with us.
Moreover, we had to store our groceries, cooking vessels, dishes, and
even the water jar in that room. Since the Master had a weak stomach
we also had to store the food for his special diet.
The Master did not sleep much at night. When it was still dark outside he
would move around the temple garden, and while passing near the
nahabat he would call: "O Lakshmi, O Lakshmi. Get up. Ask your aunt
to get up also. How long will you sleep? It is almost dawn. The crows
and cuckoos are about to sing. [This is a sign of daybreak in
tropical countries.] Chant the name of the Divine Mother."
Sometimes in winter, when the Master would call me, Mother, while
lying under her quilt, would whisper to me: "Keep quiet. He has no sleep
in his eyes. It is not the right time to get up, and the birds have not yet
started singing. Don't respond." But if the Master did not get any
response, he would pour water under the doorsill, and since we slept on
the floor we had to get up without delay. Even so, sometimes our beds
got wet.
The Master lost some hair from the front of his head because of excessive
heat in his body, and some of his hair and beard turned grey. He did not
care to live long, to be an old man. He would say, "I don't want to hear
people saying that there is an 'old monk' in Rasmani's temple garden." "
Don't say that," the Mother replied. "You are not old. Do you think you
are old enough to leave this world? Moreover, if you live here as an old
monk, people will say a 'wise monk' lives in Rasmani's Kali temple." The
Master replied: "Pooh! Who is going to call me a wise monk? Anyhow, I
can't bear it if anybody calls me 'old fellow.'"
After a short period of marriage I became a widow and went back to my
father's home. I was then a beautiful young girl. One day the Master told me:
"Do your duties and practise religion at home. Do not travel to the holy
places by yourself. Who knows who might harm you? Live with your aunt.
Life in the world is not safe."
When the Master was in his village, every evening he sat by the door of
his parental home, watching the people as they passed along the street.
All the women had to go that way to bring water from the tank. They
would come with their jugs and seeing him at the door, they would sit
down in the little yard in front, with their water jugs beside them, and
forget everything in the joy of hearing him talk or sing of God. Fearing
lest they might be neglecting their duties, he asked about them. One girl
said: "I have a cow. When I heard that you were coming, I cut straw
enough to last a month and filled my room with it." To another he said,
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"How is your baby?" "Oh! I forgot," she exclaimed. "I left it with a
neighbour." She had walked more than a mile to come and see him.
One day the Master said to the women, "Now, today you must sing and
I will listen." They all remained silent. Not one dared utter a sound. But
there was one girl whom the Master loved very much, so much that
whenever she did not come he would send for her. As soon as she saw
that no one else would sing, she sang a song in a weak high-pitched,
quavering voice. All the other girls began to laugh at her, but when she
had finished, the Master was delighted. "See how great is her devotion,"
he exclaimed. "Just because I asked her, she has sung so frankly and
simply. She alone among you has true devotion."
The Master could not stand to see women who were shameless and
wanton. He said to the Mother: "Don't be like them. They have one leg
under a bel tree and the other under a banyan tree. Their behaviour is
shameless. Women must be unassuming. Modesty is the ornament of
women."
Chinu Shankhari, who was well known in Kamarpukur, was a boyhood
friend of the Master. He was a devout Vaishnava and had acquired some
supernatural powers through spiritual discipline. Holding the Master he
would say, "Gadai, when I see you I think of Gauranga." Some of our
Kamarpukur neighbours went to Dakshineswar for a holy bath in the
Ganga, and they told the Master a story about Chinu's supernatural
powers. They said that one day some guests came to Chinu's house and
asked for food, expressing a desire to eat a sour preparation of fish with
mango. Since it was not the season for mangoes, Chinu was very worried
and prayed to the Lord that he might be able to fulfill the desire of his
guests. At the last moment, unexpectedly and inexplicably, he obtained
some mangoes and fed his guests with great joy.
The Master listened to the story, and when he went to Kamarpukur he
said to Chinu: "Shame! Shame! Fie on your supernatural powers. Do not
use them again. People will exploit you and disturb your spiritual life.
Please don't pay any heed to those powers. Otherwise your mind will
fall to a lower state."
The Master never visited Puri. One day Balaram Babu brought some
prasad of Lord Jagannath. The Master touched it with his head and
saluted the Lord. He was then in an ecstatic mood. After a while he said:
"I went to the place of Jagannath. There everything is great and vast —
the vast ocean and long, wide roads. If this body goes there, it will not
come back."
When I was at Dakshineswar with the Mother, she told me that the Master
had written a mantram on her tongue, and she suggested that I
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ask him to do the same for me. I said: "I am too shy to ask him. There are so
many visitors in his room."
Then another day I went to salute the Master. I didn't say anything, but
he asked me of his own accord, "What deity do you love most?"
Delighted at his question, I replied, "Radha-Krishna." He then wrote the
mantram on my tongue. I had a rosary of tulsi beads around my neck
which Sister Prasanna of Kamarpukur's Laha family had given me with
the comment that they were very becoming to me.
Sometime earlier the Mother and I had received some instructions
about the worship of the Divine Mother from an old monk whose name
was Swami Purnananda. He was a very handsome person, very calm and
quiet. When the Mother told the Master about it, he said: "It is all right.
I have given the right mantram to Lakshmi."
While I was in Dakshineswar I would sometimes remember Mother
Shitala, who is another form of the Divine Mother and one of our family
deities. At that time if sweets were presented to the Master he would say:
"Feed these sweets to Lakshmi. It will be a grand offering to Mother
Shitala, because Lakshmi is part of her." Once he asked Girish Babu to
do this.
Whenever there was kirtan [devotional singing] in his room, the Master
would ask Brother Ramlal to open the door facing the nahabat. He
would say: "A current of devotion and bliss will flow here. If they do
not see or hear, how will they learn?" The Mother used to watch
through a tiny hole in the bamboo screen, and that made her happy.
Sometimes the Master would comment with a laugh, "O Ramlal, the
opening in your aunt's screen is getting bigger and bigger."
The Master used to tell the Mother and me stories from the Ramayana
and the Mahabharata, such as the story of King Nala, and he would then
question us to see if we had understood them. He would also make me
repeat them, and afterwards he would remark with satisfaction, "That is
why I call you a shuk [parrot]."
The Master always encouraged us to practise spiritual disciplines. He
would tell us: "Pray unceasingly. Be sincere. Don't show your spiritual
disciplines to others. If the character is not good, what good will japam
do? Young women should be very careful. Be pure. The trees suck water
from the earth through their roots, unperceived. Likewise, some people
show a religious nature outwardly but secretly enjoy lustful things. Don't
be a hypocrite."
One time he said to me: "If you cannot remember God, think of me. That will
do."
All through his life the Master had stomach trouble. When Grandma [
Sri Ramakrishna's mother] was living in Dakshineswar, the Master
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would salute her every morning. Grandma was a large woman and very
beautiful, but she was also old-fashioned and very shy. Even before her
youngest son [Sri Ramakrishna] she would cover her face with a veil.
When he came she would ask him, "How is your stomach?" The Master
would reply, "Not very good." Grandma would then advise: "Don't take
the prasad of Mother Kali. [It was very spicy food.] As long as your
stomach is not all right your wife will cook plain soup and rice for you.
Please eat only that."
Sometimes the Master would get tired of eating invalid's food every day and
would ask his mother to cook one or two dishes and season them as she
used to do in Kamarpukur. So occasionally Grandma cooked for him and
the Master enjoyed it.
The Master used to encourage women to cook. "It is a good occupation for
the mind," he would say. "Sita was a good cook, and so were Draupadi and
Parvati. Mother Lakshmi [the goddess of fortune] would herself cook and
feed others."
After the death of her two older sons, Grandma became somewhat
passive and withdrawn. Furthermore, she would not take her lunch until
she had heard the noon whistle of the Alambazar Jute Mill. As soon as
it sounded she would exclaim: "Oh! There is the whistle of heaven.
That is the signal for offering food to Lakshmi and Narayana." A
problem would arise on Sundays, however, when the jute mill was
closed. No whistle was blown at noon, and consequently she would not
eat. This worried the Master very much, and he would lament: "Oh
dear! My old mother will refuse her food today and she will be weak."
Brother Hriday would say to the Master: "Don't be anxious, Uncle.
When Grandma is hungry she will eat of her own accord." But the
Master would reply: "Oh no. I am her son. It is my duty to look after
my old mother." With much coaxing the Master would persuade his
mother to eat the prasad of Krishna.
One day Brother Hriday made a high-pitched sound by blowing
through a pipe. He then said to Grandma: "There, Grandma, did you
hear the whistle of heaven? Now please eat your food." But Grandma
laughed and said: "Oh no. You made the sound with your pipe. !!
Everyone laughed.
When Grandma passed away the Master wept.
The Mother used to carry the Master's meals to his room. Pointing to
her, sometimes the Master would say in a joking manner: "Luckily, I
have the shade of this tree. Otherwise, who would prepare food for me?
Such a man who cannot manage his own cloth and he has married!"
One day I went with the Mother to carry the Master his food. Rakhal and
others who were with him immediately left the room, leaving us
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alone there. The Master was lying on his bed in samadhi, but he looked
so devoid of life that the Mother, having long been anxious for his health,
began to weep, thinking he had left the body. Then she remembered that
he had once said to her that if she ever found him in this state, she was
just to touch his feet and that would bring him back. So she began to rub
his feet. Rakhal and the others, hearing the weeping, hurried back into the
room, and they too began to rub him vigourously.
This brought him back to consciousness and, opening his eyes, he asked
with surprise what the matter was. Then, realizing their fears, he smiled
and said: "I was in the land of the white people. Their skin is white, their
hearts are white, and they are simple and sincere. It is a very beautiful
country. I think I shall go there." "But you will get very hungry if you go
there," the Mother replied with anxious solicitude. Then the Master
struck his forehead with his hand two or three times and said to the
Mother: "Oh! You are so foolish! You do not know anything."
One night the Master was filled with the spiritual mood of Radha and
had so identified himself with her that he decided to go to the arbour to
meet Krishna. Coming out of his room, he entered the rose garden. He
had no outward consciousness. He soon got caught in the rose bushes
and was scratched all over from the thorns, and there he stood. The night
watchman found him and woke us. At once I went to the temple
manager and brought him there. Many others, awakened by the noise,
crowded around. The Mother also came there and burst into tears. This
was the first time that she was seen in public. When the Master was
carried to his room he said: "I am going to the arbour. Why are you
troubling me? Let me go." After this, the Mother and I began to sleep in
his room. A couple of days later, however, he said to us: "Why are you
suffering this way? It is so hot now. You had better sleep in the nahabat.
" We obeyed.
Once the Master asked me to eat some of Mother Kali's prasad. I was
reluctant to eat a piece of fish [because a Hindu widow is a strict vegetarian],
but the Master insisted [knowing that Lakshmi was the goddess Shitala]. He
said to me: "It is prasad. Don't hesitate. Eat. If you don't listen to me you will
have to be born again. You may get an ugly, fat husband who will force you
to lead a worldly life against your will." "Well," I said, "I certainly don't want
to be involved in maya again. Perhaps it is better to eat this nonvegetarian
prasad."
What love the Master had for the devotees! Once Balaram Babu came to
Dakshineswar by boat with his wife and children. They visited with the
Master for a while, and they all left for Calcutta in the afternoon. The Master
himself went to the chandni ghat to see them off. Smiling at them, he said, "
Come again."
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Their boat pulled out into the river, and the Master stood there watching
until they had gone quite a distance. In the meantime a storm began to
blow and the sky quickly became dark with clouds. I noticed that the
Master was quite worried. He started pacing back and forth like a
restless boy, his anxiety increasing as he watched the progress of the
violently rocking boat.
Impatiently he was asking everyone: "What will happen? Will Bala-ram
and his family survive this storm? Alas! What will happen? People will
say that Balaram went to see that worthless, unfortunate holy man in
Dakshineswar and lost his life coming back. Tell me, what will happen?
" Gradually the boat disappeared from sight. The Master returned to his
room, his face gloomy, his mind very much disturbed, and he resumed
his restless pacing, lamenting: "Mother, will you tarnish my face? Won't
you hear my prayer? Mother, what will happen?"
Seeing the Master's state of mind, Yogin, without saying anything, set
out for Calcutta in the midst of the storm to get news of Balaram Babu.
He took a share-carriage from Alambazar, and within a few hours he was
back [by then night had fallen] and was able to report to the Master that
Balaram Babu and his family had arrived home safely.
Yogin said to him: "It is by your grace that they had no mishap on the
river and reached home safely. Seeing your anxiety, I went myself for
news of them. They said the boat was rolling heavily in the storm and at
one point almost overturned, but it somehow regained its balance."
The Master was overjoyed to hear the news. Then he said to Yogin slowly: "
What did you say? By my grace? Don't repeat to anyone what you have
said. Keep it in your mind. Remember! By the grace of the Mother they
reached home safely."
I still remember the day he passed away at the Cossipore garden house.
He was seated on his bed, reclining against a pillow. It was noon. All
were silent. Everyone thought that his voice was completely gone. But
as soon as the Mother and I entered his room he slowly whispered: "You
have come. Listen, I am going somewhere across the water, a long
distance." The Mother burst into tears.
Again he whispered: "Don't worry. They [pointing to the disciples] will
look after you just as they are taking care of me. Keep watch over Lakshmi.
She will be your companion."
Even now I remember his face on that last day, seated on his bed, merged
in samadhi, with tears rolling down his cheeks.
[From: Ramakrishna-Saradamrita, by Swami Nirlepananda (Calcutta: Ka-
runa Prakashani), 1968; Days In An Indian Monastery, by Sister Devamata (
La Crescenta: Ananda Ashrama), 1927; Prabuddha Bharata (Mayavati:
Advaita Ashrama) vol. 34, no. 9, 1929]
Ramlal Chattopadhyay, Sri Ramakrishna's nephew
3
Ramlal Chattopadhyay
On Fasting
About fasting, the Master used to say: "After eating a little prasad [offered
food] of the Divine Mother, if you eat your regular food, it will not harm
you. One gets the benefit of fasting that is, purity of the mind — when
one observes it wholeheartedly. But if fasting causes stomach pains, it is
almost impossible to practise spiritual disciplines or to perform any work.
In the kali yuga [the iron age] the span of life is short and the human body
is weak and cannot survive long without food. It is difficult to concentrate
on God while fasting. Therefore, eat something first and then practise
spiritual disciplines." (1 November 1931)
Days in Dakshineswar
The barber came to the temple garden on Mondays to cut the Master's hair. [
Sri Ramakrishna could not be shaved with an open razor because his skin
was very soft, so the barber would just trim his beard.]
Hriday served the Master wholeheartedly. The Master used to say that that
type of service was rare and that even parents could not serve
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their children so well. But later Hriday gave the Master a lot of trouble.
It was interesting to watch a quarrel between them. When the Master got
angry with Hriday he would scold him using very strong words. Hriday
usually kept quiet, but occasionally he would say: "Uncle, what are you
saying? I am your nephew." And again when Hriday became angry, the
Master would keep quiet. After such quarrelling I would think they
would never speak to each other again. But after a short while they
would smile and talk and tease each other.
This is the room [Sri Ramakrishna's room at Dakshineswar] where the
Master sang, danced, talked, and joked with people. He was full of fun.
Sometimes he made us laugh so hard that our stomachs would ache. Like a
child, he would ask the devotees: "Well, I have actually seen and heard all
these funny things. Is it wrong for me to tell you?" The devotees would say:
"No, sir. It is not wrong. Please tell us more. We love it." (9 and 13
November 1931)
his left hand up, and his right hand would be parallel to his left shoulder.
Then he would bend and twist his right knee, stamp his right foot on the
floor, and turn at the waist. When the Master was in a great mood, he
would dance back and forth and also in a circle. When he would sing, "0
Mother, you live in various moods," he would dance, clapping his hands,
moving his waist, and keeping the rhythm with his feet.
Nowadays the songs the Master used to sing are sung in different tunes, and
it is jarring to my ears. (8 May 1929 and 26 May 1931)
which he kept in a small bag. With joined palms he would salute all the
holy pictures in his room and then sit down on the small cot.
The Master was usually in one of two moods. On some days he would
observe all the traditional methods of purification; on other days he
would completely ignore them. When he was in this second mood, he
would not even wash himself properly. He would ask for food as soon as
he returned from the pond in the morning and reluctantly wash his hands
with water after eating. One day he explained: "You see, Mother keeps
me sometimes in the mood of a child, sometimes in the mood of a
madman, and sometimes in the mood of a carefree soul."
At about nine or ten in the morning, after he had finished talking with
the devotees, I would rub oil on his body. But I would put oil on his
head only with his permission. One day, without asking first, I put my
hand on his head in order to rub oil on his hair. He became angry and
scolded me, and then he suddenly went into samadhi. I was struck dumb
with wonder, and my heart began to pound in fear. After a long time he
gave a deep sigh and came back to the normal conscious plane. Then he
told me: "Do not put your hand on my head that way. There is no telling
what spiritual condition I may be in. Ask for permission before you
touch my head."
On another day, seeing a thread on his hair, I automatically reached out
my hand to remove it. Again he got very angry and said: "What! You are
touching my head again?" I had forgotten his warning............... After oil had
been rubbed on him, he would go to the chandni ghat on the Ganga for a
bath and then go to the Kali temple. There he would decorate the Mother
with flowers or offer flowers and bel leaves at her feet. Sometimes he
would put flowers on his own head and then merge into samadhi. (
Prabuddha Bharata, 1930, pp. 13-14)
preparing those things? I have seen the temple officials waste so much food
on their plates.
"Look, Hriday, you are a son of a high class brahmin, and for a morsel of
food and some money you-are now working at this Kali temple. If you had
land and money in Sihar, would you come here for a job? Learn how to be
frugal. Otherwise the goddess of fortune will leave you." "You are right,
Uncle," said Hriday.
One morning the Master asked someone to cut a twig for him so that he
could clean his teeth. The person brought three twigs. The Master took
one and said to him: "Rascal! I asked you to bring one twig. Why did you
bring three? However, save those two." The next morning the Master
asked the same person for another twig. When he was about to go to the
garden, the Master said: "Where are you going? Why don't you give me
one of those that you brought yesterday?" Then the Master continued: "
Without checking the stock, why are you running to get a new one? Have
you created that tree? You are about to break its branches at your own
whim! Only the Creator knows how difficult it is to create. You are
dullheaded. Learn how to work methodically. Do not waste anything." (8
October 1931)
Five Pictures
One day the Master asked Beni Madhav of Sinthi: "Could you bring me
some good holy pictures for my room?" Some time later Beni Madhav
asked me to collect them from him. I brought the Master five pictures
— Dhruva, Prahlad, Gauranga, Jagannath, and Kamale Kamini [a
goddess standing on a lotus]. Now the last two pictures are in
Kamarpukur. (9 November 1930)
A Ghost
Formerly the Master and Hriday lived in a large room of the kuthi [the
owner's bungalow] at the Dakshineswar temple garden, and the Master's
mother slept in an adjoining small room. Often at night they heard a man
wearing shoes go up and down the stairs, opening doors and windows. It
was a ghost, possibly a European. The kuthi had been a European
residence before the temple was built. The Master used to say: "We
cannot say that this world is entirely false because we actually see it with
our own eyes. Nor can we say that it is real. For example, just see how
this garden has changed. Previously it was a graveyard and this kuthi the
house of a European. But now the temple and so many other things are
here! Later this temple also will vanish, and then who knows what will
come next?" (Spiritual Talks, 4th edition, 1968, pp. 66-67)
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Captain
The Master used to say: "Even the dogs and cats of the Dakshineswar
temple garden are blessed. Look, they are eating Mother's prasad, seeing
the Ganga and drinking its water, and roaming around the temples."
There was a dog in the temple garden that the Master called Captain.
Captain quite often sat on the front terrace of the Mother's temple.
Whenever the Master would call him, the dog would come and roll at his
feet. Then the Master would feed him luchis [fried bread] and sandesh [a
sweet]. The Master once said: "Look, there are so many dogs here but
none of them sits in front of the Mother except Captain. I have not seen
any other dog that sits on the steps near the Ganga and drinks Ganga
water. Captain has been born as a dog as the result of a curse. He had
some good samskaras [tendencies] in his previous life, so he is here. He
is a blessed soul." (16 October 1931)
Then the Master asked me to clean a place on the steamer with Ganga
water, and he ate the refreshments there. After he had finished eating, he
smoked tobacco. It was evening and he was in an ecstatic mood. We
helped him get down from the steamer, and he was staggering as we put
him in the carriage. The Europeans laughed and whispered to Keshab. I
asked Keshab why they were laughing, and he replied: "They said that
the Master has drunk too much wine, so he is staggering. I told them that
he did not drink any wine. He is in a divine mood, and that is why he is
intoxicated." Those people were amazed, seeing the Master in samadhi.
After arriving at Dakshineswar the Master became normal. I told him that
the Europeans had laughed when they saw him staggering like a drunkard. "
Is that so?" the Master said with a smile. (11 December 1931)
Swamiji's Truthfulness
When Swamiji was leaving Dakshineswar, he said to the Master that he
would visit him again the next Wednesday. The Master asked, "What
time?" and Swamiji replied, "At three o'clock." The following Wed
nesday Swamiji arrived at Dakshineswar at two o'clock and waited
outside the gate. He did not come to the Master then, as he had promised
to see him at three o'clock.
The Master was talking to the devotees in his room. When he was
informed that Swamiji was waiting outside the gate, he asked the
devotees to wait, and he walked towards the gate. Seeing Swamiji, the
Master asked: "Hello, Naren. When did you come? Why are you stand
ing here? What happened?" Swamiji replied: "Sir, I promised you that I
would come at three o'clock, but I left home earlier and when I arrived
here I found that it was two o'clock. For the sake of truth I am waiting
here." The Master was very pleased to hear that. They remained there
talking for some time, and then at three o'clock Swamiji went with the
Master to his room. (21 October 1931)
that you can sing for four or five hours at a stretch without your voice
giving out. God's power dwells in the heart of one who attracts many
people and gives joy to them."
Shiva Acharya invited the Master to visit Bhadrakali [a village on the
western side of the Ganga], and the Master agreed. One day Shiva
Acharya came with four boats decorated with flags, and the Master,
along with some devotees, went to his place. We sang kirtan on the
way. The Master was received at the village with garlands, and people
chanted the Lord's name while distributing candy. The Master was in
ecstasy.
They had a debate at that meeting. Brahmavrata Samadhyayi was a
great scholar and logician. The Master listened to what he said and
observed how he was refuting others' arguments. All of a sudden the
Master said: "Mother, this fellow is arguing too much. He is a dry
scholar." Then the Master rushed to the scholar, touched his right knee,
and said, "What did you say?" "I didn't say anything," Samadhyayi
replied in bewilderment. The Master's touch had changed Samadhyayi's
mind. The Master then said, "Just now you were talking about so many
things and arguing with people." "I was joking with them. Please don't
take me seriously," replied the pandit. Afterwards we brought the
Master back to Dakshineswar. (24 September 1931)
Digambar Banerjee
Digambar Banerjee was a poor man from the village of Sihar. One day
he brought a rosary of one hundred and eight beads and after sanctifying
it with Ganga water and sandal paste, offered it to the Master for his
blessing. The Master returned the rosary to him and said; "Repeat the
mantram on this rosary, and every day chant God's name with drum and
cymbals. It will do you good. In this kali yuga God's name is the
essential thing. Chanting God's name will bring the results of medita
tion, worship, and sacrifice."
By the grace of the Master, Digambar Banerjee became a rich landlord. He
used to chant God's name every day according to the Master's instructions
and would feed those who joined the kirtan. What love and faith he had for
the Master! (8 October 1931)
not suit your nature. You are a descendant of Advaita Acharya, a great
devotee of Chaitanya. A fountain of devotion is hidden within. You
should be wearing a rosary around your neck, putting marks on your
forehead, and chanting the Lord's name, but instead you are involved
with this socio-religious organization. Seeing you in this condition I feel
bad, so I am telling you what is good for you." Vijay then fell at the
Master's feet and asked, "Sir, is there any hope for me?" "Of course,"
said the Master. "Be intoxicated with the name of the Lord, and then his
grace will well up within you."
Vijay followed the Master's advice and a great change came over him. He
spent most of his time repeating his mantram with a rosary, and he practised
sadhana in many holy places.
One day Vijay visited the Master dressed like a Vaishnava [i.e., with
rosaries around his upper arms and neck and marks on his forehead and
nose]. Seeing him the Master said: "Very good! Your dress suits your
nature. You are on the right track. It seems that the Lord's name is
bubbling up from within. It has been suppressed for a long time, but
now it will manifest itself." Vijay bowed down to the Master and said: "
Sir, bless me. Don't push me away. I know you are God himself acting
like a human being." The Master replied: "The Mother knows every
thing. I don't know anything. It is the Mother who speaks and does
everything through me." (13 November 1931)
after him become liberated. And to think that the Lord himself was born in
our family as a human being! Through his grace and his holy company we
too have had many visions and spiritual experiences. Thus he gave us faith
and devotion for him. (23 October 1931; The Eternal Companion, 3rd ed.,
1970, p. 132)
them. How much burden can I carry? I got this disease by taking the
sins of these people upon myself. Look, I shall not stay in this world
any longer." I consoled him: "No, no. You will not have to receive any
visitors or touch anybody." Then I brought the Ganga water and washed
his hands and feet, and gradually he calmed down.
The Master's body was very pure, and he was all-compassionate and a
saviour of souls. While touching his feet, people prayed for so many
things. Many people even criticized him, but the Master carried their
spiritual responsibilities as well. When the doctor saw the bleeding in
the Master's throat, he forbade him to talk. But the Master talked till the
last for the good of the devotees. (1 January 1930)
the monk exclaimed: "What! He passed away? I have come from Ayo-dhya
on foot [nearly a thousand miles] just to see him. I went through so much
hardship to get here and he has left the body!" The young monk began to
sob.
The manager of the Kali temple offered him some food from the temple
store but he refused it. He went to the Panchavati and stayed there for
two or three days without eating. One night Sri Ramakrishna appeared
before him and said: "You have not eaten anything for several days. I
have brought this pudding for you. Please eat it." He fed the monk and
disappeared.
The next morning I went to the Panchavati and found the monk liiii of joy. I
asked: "What happened? You were so unhappy yesterday. Why are you so
cheerful today?" Then he told me everything. He even showed me the
earthen bowl in which the Master had brought the pudding. [Ramlal
preserved that bowl for a long time, but somehow it was destroyed.] (
Udbodhan, vol. 49, no. 10)
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ting to keep out the north wind; and this meant that, when the door of the
room was closed, anyone standing on the verandah was hidden from both
inside and outside. As soon as we were on the verandah, the Master
closed the door. I thought he must be going to give me some instruction
in private. But what he said and did next was something I could never
have believed possible. He suddenly caught hold of my hand and began
shedding tears of joy. He said to me, affectionately as if to a familiar
friend: "You've come so late! Was that right? Couldn't you have guessed
how I've been waiting for you? My ears are nearly burned off, listening
to the talk of these worldly people. I thought I would burst, not having
anyone to tell how I really felt!" He went on like that raving and
weeping. And then suddenly he folded his palms together and began
addressing me as if I were some divine being: "I know who you are, My
Lord. You are Nara, the ancient sage, the incarnation of Narayana. You
have come back to earth to take away the sufferings and sorrows of
mankind."
I was absolutely dumbfounded. I said to myself: "What kind of a man is
this? He must be raving mad! How can he talk like this to me, who am
nobody — the son of Vishwanath Datta?" But I didn't answer him, and I
let this wonderful madman go on talking as he chose. Presently he asked
me to stay there on the verandah, and he went back into the room and
came out again bringing butter, rock candy, and a few pieces of sandesh;
and then he began feeding me with his own hands. I kept asking him to
give me the sweetmeats, so I could share them with my friends, but he
wouldn't. "They'll get some later," he said. "You take these for yourself.
" And he wouldn't be satisfied until I'd eaten all of them. Then he took
my hand and said, "Promise me you'll come back here soon, alone." I
couldn't refuse his request; it was made so earnestly. So I had to say, "I
will." Then I went back into the room with him and sat down beside my
friends.
I sat and watched him. There was nothing wrong in his words,
movements, or behaviour towards others. Rather, from his spiritual words
and ecstatic states he seemed to be a man of genuine renunciation. And
there was a marked consistency between his words and life. He
(continued)
Companionship with holy men will be for you
A welcome rest-house by the road;
There rest your weary limbs awhile, asking your way,
If ever you should be in doubt, of him who watches there.
If anything along the path should frighten you,
Then loudly shout the name of the Lord;
For He is Ruler of that road,
And even Death must bow to Him.
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used the most simple language, and I thought, "Can this man be a great
teacher?" I crept near him and asked him the question which I had asked
so often, "Sir, have you seen God?" "Yes, I see him just as I see you here,
only in a much more intense sense." "God can be realized," he went on. "
One can see and talk to him as I am seeing and talking to you. But who
cares? People shed torrents of tears for their wife and children, for wealth
or property, but who does so for the sake of God? If one weeps sincerely
for him, he surely manifests himself." That impressed me at once. For the
first time I found a man who dared to say that he had seen God, that
religion was a reality to be felt, to be sensed in an infinitely more intense
way than we can sense the world. As I heard these things from his lips, I
could not but believe that he was saying them not like an ordinary
preacher, but from the depths of his own realizations. But I could not
reconcile his words with his strange conduct with me. So I concluded that
he must be a monomaniac. Yet I could not help acknowledging the
magnitude of his renunciation. "He may be a madman," I thought, "but
only the fortunate few can have such renunciation. Even if insane, this
man is the holiest of the holy, a true saint, and for that alone he deserves
the reverent homage of mankind!" With such conflicting thoughts I
bowed before him and begged leave to return to Calcutta.
Second Visit
I had no idea that the Dakshineswar temple was so far from Calcutta,
because I had been there only once before and that was in a carriage. This
time, it seemed as if the journey would never end, however far I walked.
But, after asking many people the way, I arrived at Dakshineswar at last
and went straight to the Master's room. I found him sitting, deep in his
own meditations, on the smaller bed which stands beside the bigger one.
There was no one with him. As soon as he saw me, he called me joyfully
to him and made me sit down on one end of the bed. He was in a strange
mood. He muttered something to himself which I couldn't understand,
looked hard at me, then rose and approached me. I thought we were about
to have another crazy scene. Scarcely had that thought passed through my
mind before he placed his right foot on my body. Immediately I had a
wonderful experience. My eyes were wide open, and I saw that everything
in the room, including the walls themselves, was whirling rapidly around
and receding, and at the same time, it seemed to me that my
consciousness of self, together with the entire universe, was about to
vanish into a vast, all-devouring void. This destruction of my
consciousness of self seemed to me to be the same thing as death. I felt
that death was right before me, very close. Unable to control myself, I
cried out loudly, "Ah, what are you doing to me? Don't you know I have
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my parents at home?" When the Master heard this, he gave a loud laugh.
Then, touching my chest with his hand, he said: "All right let it stop
now. It needn't be done all at once. It will happen in its own good time."
To my amazement, this extraordinary vision of mine vanished as sud
denly as it had come. I returned to my normal state and saw things inside
and outside the room standing stationary, as before.
Although it has taken so much time to describe all this, it actually
happened in only a few moments. And yet it changed my whole way of
thinking. I was bewildered and kept trying to analyze what had hap
pened. I had seen how this experience had begun and ended in obe
dience to the will of this extraordinary man. I had read about hypnotism
in books and I wondered if this was something of the same kind. But
my heart refused to believe that it was. For even people of great
willpower can only create such conditions when they are working on
weak minds. And my mind was by no means weak. Up to then, in fact, I
had been proud of my intelligence and willpower. This man did not
bewitch me or reduce me to his puppet. On the contrary, when I first
met him, I had decided that he was mad. Why then should I have
suddenly found myself in this state? It seemed an utter mystery to me.
But I determined to be on my guard, lest he should get further influence
over me in the future.
The next moment I thought, "How can a man who shatters to pieces a
resolute and strong mind like mine be dismissed as a lunatic?" Yet that
was just the conclusion at which one would arrive from his effusiveness
on our first meeting — unless he were an Incarnation of God, which was
indeed a far cry. So I was in a dilemma about the real nature of my
experience as well as about the truth of this wonderful man, who was
obviously as pure and simple as a child. My rationalistic mind received
an unpleasant rebuff at this failure in judging the true state of things.
But I was determined to fathom the mystery somehow.
Thoughts like these occupied my mind during the whole of that day. But
he became quite another man after that incident and, as on the previous
occasion, treated me with great kindness and cordiality. His behaviour
towards me was like that of a man who meets an old friend or relative
after a long separation. He seemed not to be satisfied with entertaining
and taking all possible care of me. This remarkably loving treatment
drew me all the more to him. At last, finding that the day was coming to
a close, I asked leave to go. He seemed very dejected at this and gave
me permission only after I had promised to come again at my earliest
convenience.
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consciousness I felt convinced that the state I had been in was a revela
tion of nondualistic experience. So then I knew that what is written in
the scriptures about this experience is all true.
associated with the various spiritual realizations of the Master, was also the
most suitable place for our meditation.
Besides meditation and spiritual exercises, we used to spend a good deal
of time there in sheer fun and merrymaking. Sri Ramakrishna also joined
in with us, and by taking part, enhanced our innocent pleasure. We used
to run and skip about, climb on the trees, swing from the creepers, and at
times hold merry picnics. On the first day that we picnicked the Master
noticed that I had cooked the food myself, and he partook of it. I knew
that he could not take food unless it was cooked by brahmins, and
therefore I had arranged for his meal at the Kali temple. But he said, "It
won't be wrong for me to take food from such a pure soul as you." In
spite of my repeated remonstrations, he enjoyed the food I had cooked
that day.
»» Ramakrishna Dedicated Me »»
Early in 1884 Naren's father Vishwanath died of a heart attack; he had been
ailing for some time. When the time came to look into Vishwanath's financial
affairs, it was found that he had been spending more than he earned and had left
nothing but debts. Some relatives even tried to get a share in the family home by
means of a lawsuit. They lost the suit, but Naren was still faced by his duty, as the
oldest male member of the family, to support his mother and brothers. He had
never known adversity of any kind before. He narrated his struggles:
Even before the prescribed period of mourning was over, I was running
hither and thither in search of a job. Dizzy from lack of food, I had to
go from office to office barefoot in the blazing sun, carrying my
application papers. Everywhere I met with a refusal. From that first
experience I learned that unselfish sympathy is very rare in this world;
there is no place here for the poor and the weak. Even those who, only a
few weeks previously, would have regarded it as a piece of luck if they
could do me a favour, now made wry reluctant faces, though they could
easily have helped me if they had wished. One day, during that time,
when I was walking around in the sun, the soles of my feet became
blistered. I was completely exhausted and had to sit down in the shade
of the Ochterloney Monument on the Maidan. A friend who happened
to be with me wanted to console me, so he sang:
But when I heard that song, I felt as if he were beating me violently on the
head. Thinking of the helplessness cf my mother and my brothers, I
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was filled with resentment and despair. "Be quiet!" I told him. "That
fanciful nonsense is all right for people living in the lap of luxury
people who have no idea what hunger is people whose nearest and
dearest aren't going in rags and starving. No doubt it sounds true and
beautiful to them — as it did to me, in the old days. But now I've seen
what life is really like. That song is just a pack of lies."
I dare say my friend was terribly hurt by my words. How could he
understand the grinding poverty which had made me utter them? Some
mornings, when I got up, I would find that there wasn't enough food for
all of us, so I'd tell my mother, "A friend has invited me to lunch." On
such days I had nothing to eat, for I had no money in my pocket. I was
too proud to say anything about this to anyone outside my family.
Sometimes rich men would invite me into their houses to sing and play
at their parties, and I went, just as I had always done. Most of them
never concerned themselves about how I was getting along. A very few
used to ask, "Why do you look so pale and sad today?" But only one of
them ever found out — and that wasn't through me how things really
were. He used to send money to my mother from time to time, anony
mously. I am under an eternal debt to him.
In spite of all these trials and tribulations, I did not lose my faith in the
existence of God, nor did I doubt that "God is good." I used to wake up
from sleep in the morning, remember the Lord, and leave my bed taking
his name. Then with firm determination and hope I went from place to
place in search of some means of earning money. I was leaving my bed
as usual, calling on the Lord, when one day my mother heard my words
from the adjacent room and said bitterly: "Stop, lad. You have been
constantly repeating the name of the Lord since your childhood
and what has he done for you?" The words hurt me terribly. Cut to the
quick, I pondered: "Does God actually exist? If so, does he hear the
plaintive prayer of man? Why then is there no response to my many
prayers to him? Whence is so much evil in the creation of a benign
Creator? Why is there so much calamity in the kingdom of one who is
all Bliss?" . . . My heart was pierced through by a feeling of wounded
love, and doubt in the existence of God assailed me.
It was against my nature to do anything and conceal it from others.
Even as a child, I had never been able to conceal my least thought or
action, either from fear or any other motive. So it wasn't surprising that
I now began to tell people aggressively that God did not exist; and that,
even if he did exist, it was no use calling on him because it produced no
results. Of course, the rumour soon spread around that I had become an
atheist, and furthermore that I was mixing with people of bad character
and visiting houses of ill repute.
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Such news travels fast. It didn't take long for these words of mine, in a
completely distorted version, to reach the ears of the Master, not to
mention those of his devotees in Calcutta. Some of them came to visit
me, to find out the truth, and they made it obvious that they believed at
least part of what they had heard, if not all. I was bitterly wounded to
realize that they could think so little of me. I told them that it was
cowardice to believe in God merely from fear of hell. Quoting Hume,
Mill, Bain, Comte, and other Western philosophers, I argued fiercely that
there is no evidence of the existence of God. And so they went away,
more than ever convinced, as I afterwards learned, of my downfall. In my
defiant mood, this actually made me happy. Then the thought came to me
that perhaps the Master now believed the same thing. As soon as I
thought that, I felt terrible pain. But I said to myself, "Let him believe it,
then. If he does, I can't help it. People's good or bad opinions are worth
nothing anyhow." Later, I discovered that the Master had heard all of
these lies about me. At first he had made no comment. Then, when one of
the devotees wept and said, "Sir, we never dreamed Naren would sink so
low!" the Master cried out excitedly, Silence, you scoundrels! Mother
has told me that he could never do such things. If you talk about this
anymore, I won't have you in the room!"
I now became absolutely indifferent to the praise or blame of the world.
I was firmly convinced that I wasn't born to earn money, support a
family, or seek worldly enjoyments. Secretly, I was preparing to
renounce the world, as my grandfather had done. The day arrived on
which I had decided to start life as a wandering monk — and then I
heard that, on that very day, the Master was coming to the house of a
devotee in Calcutta. I thought this was very fortunate: I should see my
guru before I left home forever. But, as soon as I met the Master, he told
me imperiously, "You must come with me to Dakshinewar today." I
offered various excuses, but he wouldn't take no for an answer. I had to
ride back with him. In the carriage we didn't speak much. When we got
to Dakshineswar I sat in his room for some time. Others were present.
Then the Master went into a state of ecstasy. He came over to me
suddenly, took my hand in his, and sang, with tears pouring down his
face:
All this time I had fought back the strong emotion I was feeling. Now I couldn'
t do so any longer, and my tears poured down like his. I felt sure that the
Master knew all about my plans. The others were astonished to
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see us behave in this way. After the Master had returned to normal
consciousness, one of them asked him what was the matter. He smiled
and answered, "It's just something between the two of us." That night he
sent the others away and called me to him and said: "I know you have
come to the world to do Mother's work. You can never lead a worldly
life. But, for my sake, stay with your family as long as I'm alive."
I bade good-bye to the Master and returned home the next day. And
immediately a hundred thoughts about the family occupied my mind. I
began going from place to place now as before and made various kinds
of efforts. I worked in the office of an attorney and translated a few
books, as a result of which I earned a little money and the household
was managed somehow. But these were all temporary jobs, and in the
absence of any permanent work no smooth arrangement for the main
tenance of my mother and brothers could be made. I remembered a little
later: "God grants the Master's prayers. I shall make him pray for me so
that the suffering of my mother and brothers for want of food and
clothing might be removed. He will never refuse to do so for my sake."
I hurried to Dakshineswar and persistently asked him to pray to Mother
that the pecuniary difficulty of my mother and brothers might be
removed. The Master said to me affectionately: "My child, I cannot say
such words, you know. Why don't you yourself pray? You don't accept
Mother. That is why you suffer so much." I replied: "I have no
knowledge of Mother. Please pray to Mother yourself for my sake. You
must pray. I will not leave you unless you do so." The Master said with
affection: "I prayed to Mother many times indeed to remove your
sufferings. But as you do not accept Mother, she does not grant the
prayer. Well, today is Tuesday, a day especially sacred to Mother.
Mother will, I say, grant you whatever you ask for. Go to the temple
tonight, bow down to her, and pray for a boon. My affectionate Mother is
the Power of Brahman. She is pure Consciousness embodied. She has
given birth to the universe according to her will. What can she not do, if
she wills?"
A firm faith arose in my mind that all the sufferings would certainly
come to an end as soon as I prayed to Mother, inasmuch as the Master
had said so. I waited for the night in great expectancy. The night arrived
at last. Three hours of the night had elapsed when the Master asked me
to go to the holy temple. As I was going, a sort of profound inebriation
possessed me. I was reeling. A firm conviction gripped me that I would
actually see Mother and hear her words. I forgot everything else and
became completely merged in that thought alone. Coming into the
temple, I saw that Mother was actually pure Consciousness, was actually
living, and was really the fountainhead of infinite love and beauty. My
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heart swelled with loving devotion, and, beside myself with bliss, I made
repeated salutations to her, praying: "Mother, grant me discrimination,
grant me detachment, grant me divine knowledge and devotion. Ordain
that I may always have an unobstructed vision of you." My heart was
flooded with peace. The whole universe completely disappeared and
Mother alone remained filling my heart.
No sooner had I returned to the Master than he asked, "Did you pray to
Mother for the removal of your worldly wants?" Startled at his question,
I said: "No, sir, I forgot to do so. So what should I do now?" He said, "
Go quickly again and pray to her." I started for the temple once more,
and coming to Mother's presence, became inebriated again. I forgot
everything, bowed down to her repeatedly, and prayed for divine
knowledge and devotion before I came back. The Master smiled and
said, "Well, did you tell her this time?" I was startled again and said: "
No, sir. Hardly had I seen Mother when I forgot everything on account
of the influence of an indescribable Divine Power and prayed for knowl
edge and devotion only. What's to be done now?" The Master said: "Silly
boy, could you not control yourself a little and make that prayer? Go
once more, if you can, and tell her those words. Quick!"
I started a third time, but as soon as I entered the temple a formidable
sense of shame occupied my heart. I thought what a trifling thing have I
come to ask of Mother! It is, as the Master says, just like the folly of
asking a king, having received his grace, for gourds and pumpkins. Ah!
How low is my intellect! Overpowered with shame and aversion I bowed
down to her over and over again, saying: "I don't want anything else,
Mother. Do grant me divine knowledge and devotion only." When I
came out from the temple, it occurred to me that it was certainly the
play of the Master. Otherwise, how was it that I could not speak the
words though I came to pray to her as many as three times? Afterwards I
insisted that he ensure my mother's and brothers' freedom from lack of
food and clothing, saying, "It is certainly you who made me intoxicated
that way." He said affectionately to me: "My child, I can never offer
such a prayer for anyone. It does not indeed come out of my mouth. You
would, I told you, get from Mother whatever you wanted. But you could
not ask her for it. You are not meant for worldly happiness. What can I
do?" I said: "That won't do, sir. You must utter the prayer for my sake.
It is my firm conviction that they will be free from all sufferings if you
only say so." As I kept on persisting, he said, "All right they will never
lack plain food and clothing."
me. Yet I fought so long. I loved the man [Sri Ramakrishna], and that
held me. I thought him the purest man I had ever seen, and I know that
he loved me as my own father and mother had not the power to do.
2 A few words may be said here about the meaning of the Incarnation in the Hindu
religious tradition. One of the main doctrines of Vedanta is the divinity of the soul: every
soul, in reality, is Brahman. Thus it may be presumed that there is no difference between
an Incarnation and an ordinary man. To be sure, from the standpoint of the Absolute, or
Brahman, no such difference exists. But from the relative standpoint, where multiplicity is
perceived, a difference must be admitted. Embodied human beings reflect godliness in
varying measure. In an Incarnation this godliness is fully manifest. Therefore an Incarna
tion is unlike an ordinary mortal or even an illumined saint.
To give an illustration: There is no difference between a clay lion and a clay mouse, from
the standpoint of the clay. Both become the same substance when dissolved into clay. But
the difference between the lion and the mouse, from the standpoint of form, is clearly seen.
Likewise, as Brahman, an ordinary man is identical with an Incarnation. Both become the
same Brahman when they attain final illumination. But in the relative state of name and
form, which is admitted by Vedanta, the difference between them is accepted. According to
the Bhagavad Gita (IV. 6-8), Brahman in times of spiritual crisis assumes a human body
through Its own inscrutable power, called maya. Though birthless, immutable, and the Lord
of all beings, yet in every age Brahman appears to be incarnated in a human body for the
protection of the good and the punishment of the wicked.
Swami Brahmananda
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Master was about fifty years old, so I was shy about speaking openly
with him. One day I was meditating in the Kali temple. I could not
concentrate my mind. This made me very sad. I said to myself: "I have
been living here so long, yet I have not achieved anything. What is the
use of staying here then? Forget it! I am not going to say anything about
it to the Master. If this depressed condition continues another two or
three days, I shall return home. There my mind will be occupied with
different things." Having decided this in the shrine, I returned to the
Master's room. The Master was then walking on the verandah. Seeing
me, he also entered the room. It was customary after returning from the
shrine to salute the Master and then eat a light breakfast. As soon as I
saluted the Master, he said, "Look. When you returned from the shrine, I
saw that your mind seemed to be covered with a thick net." I realized
that he knew everything, so I said, "Sir, you know the bad condition of
my mind." He then wrote something on my tongue. Immediately I forgot
all my painful depression and was overwhelmed with an inexpressible
joy.
As long as I lived with him I had spontaneous recollection and
contemplation of God. An ecstatic joy filled me all the time. That is why
one requires a powerful guru — one who has realized God. Before
initiation the guru and the disciple should test each other for a long time.
Otherwise there may be regrets afterwards. This is no passing relation
ship.
Ah, how joyfully we lived with the Master at Dakshineswar! Sometimes
we would be convulsed with side-splitting laughter by his humour and
wit. What we now cannot experience by meditation, we then attained
automatically. If my mind went astray even a little, he would understand
it from my appearance and would pass his hand over my chest, setting
my mind right. And how free I was with him! One day, on the
semicircular west porch, I was rubbing oil on his body. For some reason
I got angry with him. I threw away the bottle of oil and strode off with
the intention of never returning. I got as far as Jadu Mallik's garden
house but could not move further. I sat down. In the meantime he had
sent Ramlal to call me back. When I returned he said: "Look. Could you
go? I drew a boundary line there."
On another occasion I did something wrong and became extremely penitent. I
went to confess it to him. As soon as I arrived he asked me to follow him
with his water jug. While returning he said: "You did this certain thing
yesterday. Never do it again." I was surprised. I wondered how he had
known.
Another day when I returned from Calcutta he said: "Why can't I look at you?
Have you done anything wrong?" "No," I replied, because I
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2
Kartabhajas a minor sect of Vaishnavas (worshippers of Vishnu).
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3 In ancient times there was a king named Jada Bharata, who spent the last years of his
life as a recluse in the forest. One day he saw a pregnant deer being attacked by a lion.
She jumped into the river and while trying to get back up on shore, gave birth to a fawn
and died. Jada Bharata saved the fawn, raised it, and became very attached to it. At the
time of his death he was thinking of the deer and as a result was reborn as a deer. When
that deer-life ended he was again reborn as a brahmin and attained illumination. See:
Vishnu Purana
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with Swamiji for this, but the Master was never irritated with him. The
Master said, "Nowadays it is hard to find a soul like Naren." Later, when
the Master showed Swamiji forms of gods and goddesses, he began to
believe in them. From then on Swamiji would say, "If one has steadfast
devotion for God, whether with form or without form, one attains
perfection."
Other Reminiscences
Oh, how deep was the Master's devotion to truth! If he happened to say
that he would not eat any more food, he could not eat more, even if he
was hungry. Once he said that he would go to visit Jadu Mantic [whose
garden house was adjacent to the Dakshineswar temple garden] but later
forgot all about it. I also did not remind him. After supper he suddenly
remembered the appointment. It was quite late at night, but he had to go.
I accompanied him with a lantern in my hand. When we reached the
house we found it closed and all apparently asleep. The Master pushed
back the doors of the living room a little, placed his foot inside the room,
and then left.
He could see the inside of a man by merely looking at his face, as
though he were looking through a glass pane. Whenever a visitor came
he would look him over from head to foot, and he would understand
everything. Then he would answer that person's questions.
Even great saints cannot always give up egotism. Swami Bhaskara-
nanda [of Varanasi] showed me his own photograph and said, "See, my
picture is being sold!" But the Master! When Keshab Sen wrote about
him in his paper, the Master forbade him to do so again.
One day the son of a public woman came to Dakshineswar. The Master
was sleeping in his room. The man entered and touched his feet. The
Master at once jumped up, as if someone had thrown fire on him. He
said: "Tell me frankly all the sins you have committed. If you cannot,
then go to the Ganga and say them loudly. You will be freed from them."
But the man was ill-fated and could not do so.
was following him. That vision dispelled all my doubts."1 Rakhal was
amazed to hear this and said: "We don't know about such things. We
only know the Ganga as a river of water, befouled by the boatmen."
The Master replied sharply: "Take care! Don't you befoul the Mother
Ganga!" From that day on Rakhal had great respect for the Ganga.
That was also the first year [1883] that I attended the festival at
Panihati with the Master. Rakhal, Bhavanath, and others went in Ram
Babu's carriage. Many other devotees of the Master also attended.
Nava-dwip Goswami was there, and the Master suddenly began to sing
with him. All of us were startled to see the Master go into bhava
samadhi. His breathing stopped; his face, eyes, even the palms of his
hands, reddened. Seeing him in this ecstatic mood, many people rushed
to take the dust of his feet. We were in a dilemma. Everybody wanted to
touch the Master, and though we forbade them, they ignored us. So
there was an uproar.
Ram Babu said to me: "Leto, don't try to stop them. Let the people
touch him and be blessed." But I didn't obey him, for I knew that if just
anybody touched the Master while he was in samadhi, he would ex
perience terrible pain.
At last, three of us — Rakhal, Bhavanath, and I — escorted him from
the grounds to the parlour. But how difficult it was to resist those
devotees! Even as we headed for the parlour, people continued to touch
his feet. Then do you know what Ram Babu did? He took a handful of
dust from the ground and touched it to the Master's feet and then started
to distribute it among the people. Thus the Master was released from the
crowd.
The following year [actually this visit was in 1885] I also went to
Panihati with him. This time we went by boat. Someone asked Holy
Mother [Sri Sarada Devi] to accompany us, but she refused. The Master
praised her for this: "See her wisdom. She refused to go with us so that
no one would make critical comments about us." That year the Master
took prasad with all and danced in ecstasy with both hands raised.
At this same festival the Master was offered five rupees other holy
men received only one or two rupees. [It is an Indian custom to honour a
holy man with gifts.] The Master would not accept the money. The
manager of the festival insisted, however, and secretly gave the money to
Rakhal. With the money Rakhal bought a basket of mangoes and a
package of sweets for the Master. When the Master came to know of it,
he was angry with Rakhal and warned him: "Never do anything like *
This vision of Sri Ramakrishna's corroborates the mythological story of how Bhagirath
brought the Canga from heaven to earth in order to save his departed ancestors.
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that again. Your acceptance means my acceptance. A monk must be like the
birds and not lay things up for the future."
About two months before Durga Puja [the autumn festival of the
goddess Durga] we accompanied the Master to Jadu Mallik's house at
Pathuriaghat [in Calcutta]. Although I had seen Jadu Mallik before in
his garden house [adjacent to the Dakshineswar temple], I had never
been to his home. The Master came to see the new image of the goddess
Simhavahini, who was the presiding deity at Jadu Mallik's house. After
visiting the shrine, the Master asked about Jadu Babu.
Jadu Babu was lying on a marble bench. He greeted the Master: "Welcome,
welcome, young priest. You don't come this way very often anymore. But
since Mother is here now, you have remembered us."
In reply the Master said: "What type of man are you? Mother has come here
and you didn't let me know!"
"Young priest, I have never met a man so well informed about the
Mother as you," replied Jadu Babu. "She arrived just yesterday, and you
have come already. When have I had the time to send the news to you?"
"All right," said the Master, smiling. "Now please ask for some of the
Mother's prasad to be brought. It would not be auspicious if we returned
home without having taken anything." [It is considered inauspicious for a
householder not to offer anything to a holy nian who visits his Izonzel
Still lying on the bench, Jadu Babu ordered someone to bring some
prasad, and that was done instantly. When the Master was ready to
leave, Jadu Babu said, "Won't you say hello to my own mother?"
So the Master shouted: "Hello, Jadu's mother! Will you give me a glass of
water?" Jadu's mother came downstairs with a glass. The Master took it and
sipped from it once.
When the Master returned to the carriage, the devotees said: "Sir, please
don't go to such a rich man's house again. Why should you visit him? He
did not even ask you to be seated. Why should you be subjected to such
insults?"
The Master answered: "These are worldly people, and they are always
desiring worldly things. Yet in between their worldly thoughts they
worship the Mother. You don't even do that much. Why should your
heads ache over whether he did or didn't ask me to sit down? You came
to visit the Mother, and as a bonus you received prasad. Isn't that
enough for you? Who else would have given you prasad at such an
unusual hour? Did you come only to visit Jadu and to be offended
because he did not ask you to be seated?"
The devotees who had spoken against Jadu Babu became silent. Thus the
Master would test us. "If you want to be a sadhu [holy man]," he
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The Master was very pleased to hear this line of argument. "If you maintain
this attitude, you have no need to worry. But tell me, Jadu, are you saying
this sincerely?"
Then Jadu Babu replied, "Young priest, you know that I cannot hide
anything from you."
On another occasion the Master said to Jadu Babu: "You used to chant the
name of God, but now you do not think of him. Why is this?"
Jadu Babu said: "Since I have known you, I don't feel the need to call on
God. And I have found that if I chant the name of the Lord, my mind cannot
concentrate on worldly affairs. So I neglect the Lord in order to look after
my fortune."
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Don't go so far, Jadu," said the Master. "Why must you be like an ox
yoked to a grinding mill?"
"That is the result of my past actions," said Jadu Babu.
The Master taught me a great deal. Sometimes he would purposely send
me to Loren [Swami Vivekananda], so that I would hear about many
things from him. Often the Master would arrange a debate between
Girish Babu [Girish Ghosh] and Loren, but Loren was powerful and not
afraid to challenge anyone. He would argue a lot, and I would report it
all to the Master. Now and then the Master would test me. Once he
asked, "Naren said all this and you kept quiet?"
"What do I know?" was my answer. "How can I compete with Loren?"
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The Master said: "You have heard so many things here [meaning himself]
and you said nothing? You should have told him that if God did not create
this world, then who did?"
"Loren says that this creation is a natural process," I replied.
"Is it possible for nature to create?" the Master said. "If there is an effect,
there must be a cause that preceded it. There is a powerful Being behind this
creation."
Did you know that the Master snatched me from the snares of the world?
I was an orphan. He flooded me with love and affection. If he had not
accepted me, I would have been like an animal, spending all my days
working like a slave. My life would have been worth nothing. I am an
unlettered man. He used to tell me: "Always keep your mind spotless.
Don't allow impure thoughts to enter it. If you find such desires tor
menting you, pray to God and chant his name. He will protect you. If the
mind still will not remain calm, then go to the temple of the Mother and
sit before her. Or else come here [pointing to himself]. "
Once a devotee at Dakshineswar was behaving badly, and I found it
impossible to check my irritation. I scolded him and he felt very hurt.
The Master knew how the devotee had suffered, and when the devotee
had gone he said to me: "It is not good to speak harshly to those who
come here. They are tormented with worldly problems. If they come here
and then are scolded for their shortcomings, where will they go? In the
presence of holy company never use harsh words to anyone, and never
say anything to cause pain to another."
Do you know what he told me next? "Tomorrow, visit this man and
speak to him in such a way that he will forget what you said to him
today." So the next day I visited him. My pride was humbled. I spoke to
him very sweetly. When I returned, however, the Master asked, "Did
you offer him salutations from me?"
Amazed at his words, I said that I had not. Then he said, "Go to him again
and offer him my salutations."
So again I went to that man and conveyed the Master's salutations. At
this the devotee burst into tears. I was moved to see him weeping.
When I returned this time the Master said, "Now your misdeed is
pardoned."
One day Girish Ghosh saluted the Master by raising his folded hands to
his forehead. The Master immediately returned the salutation by bowing
from the waist. Girish saluted the Master again. The Master saluted
Girish Babu with an even deeper bow. At last, when Girish Babu
prostrated flat on the ground before him, the Master blessed him. Later
Girish Babu would say: "This time the Lord has come to conquer the
world through prostrations. In his incarnation as Krishna it was the flute;
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as Chaitanya, the Name. But the weapon of his powerful Incarnation this
time is the salutation." The Master used to say: "Learn to be humble. The
ego will be thus removed."
One day Hazra said to the Master: "Gadadhar [another name of Sri
Ramakrishna], you are not proceeding along the right lines. If you continue
like this, people won't respect you for long. At least show them a little
something! Why not count beads as I do?"
This made the Master laugh. He called Harish, Gopal, and Rakhal and
said to them: "Do you know what advice Hazra is giving me? He is
telling me to start counting beads. But you see, I can't do those things
now. Still, he says that people won't respect me if I don't tell beads. Is
this true?"
"Pay no attention to his words," said Harish. "He is just a fool."
"Don't say that," said the Master. "The Divine Mother is speaking through
him."
Harish was surprised. "What? The Divine Mother speaking through Hazra?
"Yes," answered the Master. "Mother conveys her messages like this."
Nevertheless, Hazra's mind was a bit twisted. While practising japam he
would meditate on worldly things, so he didn't make any progress. But
he escaped the snares of the world by holding onto Loren. It was due to
Loren's insistence that the Master blessed Hazra. After the Master
passed away, Hazra began to think of himself as an avatar even
greater than the Master.
One day Hazra had a desire to massage the Master's feet, but the Master
wouldn't let him. Hazra felt hurt. He left the room and sat outside and
was very morose. At last the Master called him back, and that day only
he served the Master.
On another occasion Hazra wanted to lecture to those who came to the
temple. When they arrived to see the Master, he told them: "Today Sri
Ramakrishna is not here. What will you gain by merely sitting in his room?
Come and listen to what I have to say." But nobody went to him.
Loren was Hazra's bosom friend. He would prepare tobacco for Loren and
have long discussions with him. Loren used to tease him: "Really, you are a
wonderful siddha-purusha [perfect soul]. At last I have found a rare soul
who is constantly telling his beads. Your rosary is very nice such big,
bright beads. There is none like you."
Then Hazra would swell with pride and tell us: "You people cannot
understand me not even Sri Ramakrishna. Only Naren knows me." Just
see his pride. Man falls in this way. He used to chant, "Soham, soham [I am
Brahman]." The Master would tell us: "Don't associate with Hazra.
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Yours is the path of devotion. What will you do with that dry knowl
edge?"
When I first saw Balaram Babu, I did not recognize him to be a Bengali. He
wore a turban [as is customary with Punjabi Sikhs] and carried a staff, and he
wore a long robe with another cloth over that. He also had a long beard. Now
and then we went to his house. The Master used to say, "Balaram's house is
my Calcutta fort, my parlour."
Balaram Babu arranged for the daily worship of Lord Jagannath in his home.
The Master said that the food there was very pure. I have heard that the
Master visited his home a hundred times and that Balaram Babu maintained a
record of these visits. Balaram Babu also visited Dak-shineswar very often.
The Master once saw him in a vision as a member of a kirtan party led by Sri
Chaitanya.
Balaram Babu would escort the Master to the inner apartments [the women'
s quarters] of his home. However, his cousin, Harivallabh Babu, did not
approve. Girish Babu and Harivallabh Babu were close friends, so Girish
Babu heard about it. One day when the Master had come to Balaram Babu'
s home [actually, the Shyampukur house], Girish Babu called Harivallabh
Babu to come and see the Master. Both of them [the Master and
Harivallabh Babu] started to weep. I could not understand why.
Afterwards I went to see Harivallabh Babu in Cuttack in order to learn the
reason, but he did not disclose it.
Balaram Babu would save money from his household budget and use it
to serve the monks. His relatives thought he was a miser. I never knew
how rich he was! One day, seeing him lying on a narrow bed, I said: "
Why don't you get yourself a larger bed? This one is too narrow for you.
" Do you know what he said? "This earthly body will one day return to
the earth. Why should money be spent for my bed when it can be much
better spent in service to holy people?"
One day Balaram Babu hired a horse carriage for the Master. The fare
from Calcutta to Dakshineswar was only twelve annas [three-fourths of a
rupee], and such a cheap carriage greatly inconvenienced the Master.
One wheel of the carriage came off along the way. The horses did not
behave either. If they were whipped, they ran; otherwise they would not
move. The Master did not reach Dakshineswar until midnight. Later he
would often joke about this incident.
On Kali Puja day the Mother's temple and the chandni [the covered
portico at the temple garden entrance on the river] would be decorated
with lights. Ramlal Dada would come to ask for the Master's blessing
before beginning the worship in the temple. During the day the Master
would stay in his room, visiting the Mother only at night. Music would
be played in the concert tower all night long.
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One year Kali Puja fell on a Saturday [an auspicious day for worship
ping the Divine Mother]. The Master told us: "Practise japam tonight.
Anyone who practises japam on very auspicious nights like this will
soon reach perfection." The Master did not allow us to sleep that night.
He sang until the late hours.
On Jagaddhatri Puja we would go with him to Manomohan Babu's
house. Once a musician there played the drum so beautifully that the
Master went into samadhi.
The Master went to see a yatra [an open-air theatrical performance] at a
devotee's home in the village of Dakshineswar. Baburam, Ramlal Dada,
and I went with him. The main actor was a good person, and he greeted
the Master warmly. The next day the actor came to the Kali temple and
sang many beautiful songs for the Master. Afterwards the Master told
him, "Your life's purpose will be fulfilled through the writing of such
songs." He asked Ramlal Dada to copy the songs.
Another time a yatra party came to the Dakshineswar temple. I watched
the performance all night long. The Master was also there. The story
was of a man who loved a woman so much that he dug a tunnel under
the ground so that he could meet with her. Just see the power of love!
The Master used to say that when three attachments become one, then
God is realized. [That is, when one loves God with the combined force
of the attachment of the chaste wife for her husband, that of a mother for
her child, and that of a rich miser for his wealth, then one is sure to
realize him.]
Once when the Master was sick, Doctor Mahendranath Paul came to see
him. Before leaving, he gave five rupees to Ramlal Dada for the Master.
The Master did not know this. That night he tossed and turned in bed. I
fanned him for a long time, but still he was restless. Finally he said to
me: "Please call Ramlal. That rascal must have done something —
otherwise, why am I not able to sleep?" It was then one or two o'clock in
the morning. As soon as Ramlal Dada arrived, the Master said: "You
rascal. Go and return that money to the man who gave it to you in my
name." Then Ramlal Dada told the Master the whole story. That very
night I accompanied him to Mahendranath Paul's house, where he roused
the doctor from his sleep and returned the money.
Ram Babu brought a basket of jilipis [an Indian sweet] for the Master
one day, but on his way to Dakshineswar he gave one sweet from the
basket to a young boy. The Master could not eat the jilipis and he told
him, "Never give away a part of anything you bring for me, for then it
cannot be offered to the Divine Mother; and you know that I cannot eat
anything without offering it to the Mother first."
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Some time after the Master hurt his arm, Tarak [Swami Shivananda]
came to Dakshineswar. He brought prasad, holy clay, some holy dust,
and a rosary from Vrindaban for the Master. When he noticed the
bandage on the Master's arm, he asked, "What happened to your arm?"
The Master replied: "I was going to take a look at the moon, when my feet
tripped over a low railing and my arm was broken. The suffering has not
stopped."
"Is it a dislocation or a fracture?" Tarak asked.
"I don't know," said the Master. "These people have simply bandaged
my hand. I like to chant the Mother's name with my mind at ease — but
just see the trouble now. They won't even let me undo the bandage. Is it
possible to call on the Mother in such a painful state? Sometimes I
think, what nonsense this bandage is! Let me break all these bonds and
merge in the Divine. Then again I think, no, this is just another aspect
of the divine play. There is also some joy in this."
Tarak told the Master, "By your mere wish you can be cured."
»What!" exclaimed the Master. "Can I cure myself by only a wish?"
Then he paused a moment and added: "No. Suffering from this affliction
is good, for those who come here with desires will see the condition I am
in and will go away. They won't bother me." Then he said, "Mother, you
played a clever trick." At that he started to sing. Soon he merged into
samadhi.
When Brother Niranjan [Swami Niranjanananda] came to the Master for
the first time, the Master told him: "Look here, my boy. If one does
ninety-nine good turns to a person and one bad, the person remembers
the bad one and forgets the others. But if he does ninety-nine bad turns
to God and one good, the Lord remembers the good one and forgets all
the rest. This is the difference between human love and divine love.
Remember this."
One day the Master touched Brothel Niranjan in ecstasy. Then Niran-jan
could not close his eyes for three days and nights. He had the continuous
vision of light, and he kept chanting the Lord's name. Before coming to
the Master he had been interested in spiritualism and would act as a
medium. The Master teased him: "This time it is not an ordinary spirit
who has possessed you, my boy. The real Divine Spirit has jumped on
your shoulders. Try as you may, you won't be able to get rid of him."
A man came into the Master's room one day and started to talk about
worldly things. The Master said: "This is not the place to talk of such
matters. Please go to the temple manager's office." The man left the
room. Then the Master told me: "Sprinkle the room with water from the
Ganga. That man is a slave to lust and gold. Seven cubits below the spot
where he sat is polluted. Sprinkle the water well."
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One day we went with the Master to Bhadrakali [across the Ganga from
Dakshineswar] to hear a scholar speak. The man said such foolish
things, however, that the audience became confused. The Master told
him: "After much tapasya [austerity] a person achieves faith in God; yet
you, a scholar, are creating doubt about him. What type of learning do
you have?"
The scholar replied nervously: "Oh, no, no, sir. I wasn't serious." The
Master understood that the man was merely posing as a great scholar. He
touched the man's body and said: "Your mind has become dry, like a
weather-beaten piece of wood. After reading so many scriptures, have you
learned only to speak hypocrisy?" The scholar was embarrassed and finally
left. The Master used to deal in this way with dry intellectuals.
One day Girish Babu came to Dakshineswar quite drunk. The Master asked
me: "Go and see if he left anything in his carriage. If you find
something, bring it here."
I did as I was told and found a bottle of wine and a glass. I brought both
to the Master. When the devotees saw the wine bottle, they began to
laugh, but the Master said to me: "Keep the bottle for him. He will want
it for a final drink." Just see how liberal the Master was towards his
devotees!
Girish Babu arrived one night with Kalipada Ghosh. Kalipada was a
terrible drunkard. He refused to give money to his family, spending it
for wine instead. But his wife was very pure. I heard that many years
earlier she had come to the Master, seeking some kind of medicine that
would change her husband's tendencies. The Master sent her to Holy
Mother. Holy Mother sent her back to the Master. He again sent her to
Holy Mother, and this exchange went on three times. At last, Holy
Mother wrote the Master's name on a bel leaf that had been offered to
the Lord and gave it to Kalipada's wife, telling her to chant the Lord's
name.
Kalipada's wife chanted the Lord's name for twelve years. When the
Master first met Kalipada, he said, "This man has come here after
tormenting his wife for twelve years." Kalipada was startled, but said
nothing.
Then the Master asked him, "What do you want?"
Kalipada asked shamelessly, "Can you give me a little wine?"
The Master smiled. "Yes, I can. But the wine I have is so intoxicating that
you will not be able to bear it."
Kalipada took him literally and said: "Is it real British wine? Please give me
a little to soak my throat."
"No, it is not British wine," said the Master, still smiling. "It is completely
homemade. This wine cannot be given to just anyone, for not
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everyone can stand it. If a person tastes this wine even once, British wine
will seem insipid to him ever after. Are you ready to drink my wine
instead of the other?"
For a moment Kalipada was thoughtful, and then I heard him say, "
Please give me that wine which will make me intoxicated my entire
life." The Master touched him, and Kalipada started to weep. We tried
to calm him, but he went on weeping in spite of our attempts.
Once the Master was going somewhere by boat with Kalipada. While
they were on the boat, he wrote a mantram on Kalipada's tongue. Later
Kalipada became a great devotee and did much to serve the Master. Just
see! If the wife is pure and loving, she will even practise austerities for
the welfare of her husband. It was because of his wife that Kalipada was
saved.
I used to accompany the Master to the theatre, where Girish Babu would
show him much respect. He used to arrange for a high box seat for the
Master and appoint a man to fan him as well. He himself would often
come to see the Master on the upper level. On one occasion Girish Babu
approached the Master quite drunk and addressed him affectionately: "
You must become my son. I have not been able to serve you in this life,
but if you are born again as my son, I can do so. Please promise me that
you will be my son."
"What are you saying?" asked the Master. "Why should I be born as your
son?" Then Girish Babu became very angry and scolded the Master
severely. Hearing him abusing the Master so, I could not hold back my
anger. I had a stick in my hand and was ready to hit Girish Babu, but
Deven Babu said, "Since the Master is bearing all of this, why should
you raise your stick?" I am sure that if Deven Babu had not told me that,
I would have given Girish Babu a good blow. I was that angry.
On our way back to Dakshineswar, Deven Babu told the Master what I
had almost done. The Master exclaimed: "Wouldn't it have been awful if
you had hit Girish? Didn't you notice? After abusing me, he fell to the
ground when I got into the carriage and took the dust of my feet. Didn't
you see his faith?" And during the trip the Master repeatedly prayed: "O
Mother, Girish is an actor. How can he understand your glory? Mother,
please forgive him.
"The devotees came to know of the incident at the theatre, and many of
them told the Master that he shouldn't visit Girish. Ram Babu also heard
about it, and he came to Dakshineswar the following day. As soon as he
entered the room, the Master asked him, "Ram, what do you have to say
about Girish?" "Sir," Ram Babu told him, "the serpent Kaliya told
Krishna: 'Lord, you have given me only poison. Where can I get nectar
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to offer you?'2 It is the same with Girish. Where will he get nectar? Why,
sir, should you be displeased with him?"
The Master responded, "Then take us in your carriage to Girish's." And the
Master, accompanied by Ram Babu, me, and two others, started for Girish
Babu's home in Calcutta.
Meanwhile, Girish Babu had been very repentant. He had refused food
and was weeping a great deal. We reached his house a little before
evening. Hearing that the Master had come, Girish Babu approached him
with tears in his eyes and fell at his feet. Only when the Master said, "All
right, all right," did he finally get up.
A long conversation followed. I remember Girish Babu saying: "Master,
if you had not come today, I would have concluded that you still had not
attained that supreme state of knowledge where praise and blame are
equal, and, moreover, that you could not be called a paramahamsa [an
illumined soul of the highest order]. I would have considered you to be
an ordinary man like us. But today I have understood that you are that
Supreme One. You will not be able to hide this from me anymore. I shall
never desert you. My welfare is now in your hands. Please tell me that
you will be responsible for me and that you will save me."
When Keshab Babu [a Brahmo leader] was very sick, the Master went to
see him. Keshab came down from the upper story when he heard that the
Master had arrived. After seeing how ill Keshab Babu was, the Master
said, "This time I can't understand the will of the Mother." Within three
or four months Keshab Babu passed away.
An earlier time when Keshab Babu was sick, the Master promised to offer
green coconut and sugar to the goddess Siddheshwari after his recovery.
Keshab Babu got well, and the Master sent Mother Siddhe-shwari the
promised offerings.
Keshab's followers invited the Master to join them at a garden house in
Sinthi at the time of their annual festival. Many famous people came. It
was there that I first met Shivanath Shastri, who was much loved by the
Master. The Master would say about him: "When one hemp smoker
meets another hemp smoker, he feels happy. In that way I am happy."
But Shivanath would avoid the Master. One day he said he would come
to Dakshineswar, but he did not keep his word. The Master commented:
2 As the story is told in the Bhagavatam, Kaliya was a venomous snake who polluted the
sacred waters of the Yamuna river and preyed upon the cows and cowherd boys of
Vrindaban. Krishna, the friend of the cowherd boys, came to slay Kaliya. The snake
attacked him, but Krishna jumped onto the snake's hood. Then Kaliya began to spew out
poison in great quantities. When Krishna asked him why he was emitting poison, Kaliya
replied: '"Lord, it is you who have given me poison. It is all I have with which to worship
you. Where shall I get nectar?"
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"He promised me that he would come, but he did not. That is not good.
One should not break one's word. Truthfulness is the tapasya [austerity]
of the kali yuga [the present age]. He who does not adhere to truth cannot
realize God."
Once he said to Shivanath: "Is it true that you have said that my brain is
unbalanced? Day and night you think of worldly things and consider your
head to be all right, while day and night I think of God, and you think my
head is unbalanced!"
The Master told Mani Mallik one day: "Why do you calculate so much?
A devotee should spend all that he earns." When Mani Mallik would
visit Dakshineswar, the Master would ask him, "How did you come
here?" In order to save money, Mani Mallik used to walk from his home
to Garanhata, from there take a share-carriage to Baranagore, and would
then proceed to Dakshineswar on foot. On some days his face would be
sunburned. The Master asked him: "Why do you come here under such
hardship? Can't you come all the way by carriage?"
Mani Mallik replied: "If I ride a one-horse carriage, my children will
think it necessary to ride in one with two horses. Also, you have said that
a virtuous householder should save money for his children and for
charity."
Once Mani Mallik returned from a pilgrimage and told the Master, "I
found that in the holy places some sadhus [monks] constantly ask for
money."
The Master replied: "You are irritated because sadhus ask you for one or
two pice? One should not go on a pilgrimage with this sort of attitude.
While on pilgrimage one should be charitable. Sadhus earn no money, so
one should give a few pice to them. You people want to enjoy all the
good things of this world and let the sadhus renounce. You expect them
to live on air."
Once there was a scarcity of water in the village where Rakhal was
born, so the Master asked Mani Mallik to have a reservoir dug there.
Mani Mallik also donated money for the education of poor children.
One day the Master told him: "Now that you are old, forget this world
and meditate on God. One should meditate on God in the heart. Thus
love grows."
When his son passed away, Mani Mallik came to the Master to unburden
his grief. The Master listened to everything. Then he began to sing.
When the singing was over, Mani Mallik's grief had melted away.
We often went with the Master to Adhar Babu's house in Shobha-
bazar. He looked upon Adhar Babu's house as one of his Calcutta
"parlours." Sometimes Adhar Babu would arrange a festival at his house and
would feed us well. His mother was a great devotee. She would buy
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costly mangoes in the off-season and send them to the Master, together
with bananas and sweets. The Master took great delight in these things.
On one occasion at Adhar Babu's house the Master told him, "Please be
sure not to give me a sour mango." So Adhar Babu brought him the best
mango he could find. The Master relished it greatly and said, "Most
likely this one was selected by your mother!"
One day we were invited to Adhar Babu's house, but Adhar Babu had
forgotten to invite Ram Babu, who was greatly offended. Ram Babu
complained to the Master, "What wrong have I done to have been left
out like this?" The Master tried to console him and said: "Look, Ram,
Rakhal was asked to arrange this, and he simply forgot to invite you.
Should you be angry with Rakhal? He is just a boy." Later Adhar Babu
himself went to Ram Babu's house and invited him to the gathering.
It was also at Adhar Babu's that I first saw Bankim Chandra Chatterjee [a
celebrated Bengali writer]. Bankim was extremely intelligent. He tried to
test the Master, but he came away outdone. When he was about to leave,
he asked the Master to visit him. But since he never sent an invitation, the
Master did not go to his house.
Many famous kirtan singers would come to Adhar Babu's house. I
remember once hearing a song based on the Chandi [a scripture on the glory
of the Divine Mother] that impressed me very much.
Adhar Babu used to come to Dakshineswar every day, even bringing his
food with him. Often he would fall asleep once he had arrived. Some
people criticized him for this, but do you know what the Master told
them? "What do you people know? This is the Divine Mother's place. It
is the abode of peace. Instead of engaging in worldly talk, he sleeps. That
is all right. A little peace still comes to such people."
One day Adhar Babu asked the Master, "What powers do you have?" The
Master laughed and said, "By the grace of the Mother, I lull to sleep those
very deputy magistrates who are feared and respected by many others." [
Adhar was a deputy magistrate.]
The Master visited Kalighat [the famous Kali temple in South Cal
cutta] now and then and would rejoice there with the devotees. Adhar
Babu would provide his carriage for the Master on those occasions.
The Master warned Adhar Babu not to ride on horseback, but he did not
listen, and he was killed by being thrown from a horse. On hearing the
news of his death, the Master said: "One by one my parlours are
closing. I see an end coming to my gatherings."
Some days the mind is in a state in which something one sees makes a
particularly deep impression. I saw the Master in samadhi many times, but
there is one time I especially remember. He was showing us that day how to
yearn for God. He merged into samadhi and remained so for ten
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or fifteen minutes. His whole body complexion changed. His face radiated
fearlessness and compassion. It is impossible for me to describe that sight,
and even now I cannot forget it.
tried to lift his spirits a little, but he remained motionless with grief. Then
Shashi collected the ashes and bones of the Master and put them in an urn.
He placed the urn on his head and carried it to the garden house, where it
was kept on the Master's bed.
The following day Golap-ma told us that the Master had appeared to
Holy Mother in a vision and had forbidden her to remove her bracelets.
He said: "Have I gone to another place? Here I am. I have just passed
from one room to another." When those who were mourning heard this
from Golap-ma, they cast away their doubts. "Service to the Master is to
be continued as before," they said.
Niranjan, Shashi, Gopal Dada, and Tarak stayed at Cossipore that day.
Holy Mother asked Yogin and me to go to Calcutta to collect food and
materials for the worship of the Master. That noon, cooked food was
offered to the Master and afterwards the Ram Nam was sung. Then
everyone except Gopal Dada, Tarak, and me left for their homes.
Three or four days later, Holy Mother went to Dakshineswar with
Golap-ma, Lakshmi Didi [Sri Ramakrishna's niece], and me, but we
returned before nightfall. I heard later that at noon that day Shashi,
Niranjan, Loren, Rakhal, and Baburam had come to Cossipore, and Ram
Babu had visited in the afternoon. Ram Babu wanted to vacate the
garden house, so he asked the disciples to return to their homes. Both
Niranjan and Shashi were shocked to hear this, for they wanted the
worship of the Master to continue. That very night Niranjan left for
Balaram Babu's house.
The next day Balaram Babu arrived at Cossipore to escort Holy Mother
to his home. They took various articles of the Master's with them. I
stayed on at Cossipore with Gopal Dada and Tarak. During those days
everyone would come to the garden house at noon and stay until some
time during the evening.
Ram Babu wanted to enshrine the relics of the Master at his garden
house at Kankurgachi and establish a monastery there, but Shashi and
Niranjan refused to accept this idea. They told him that they would not
give him the relics. Loren tried to pacify them and said: "Brothers, it is
not good to quarrel over this urn. We have no monastery ourselves, and
Ram Babu is willing to give the title of his garden house in the name of
the Master. It is a good proposition. We should begin his worship there.
If we can build our characters according to the Master's ideal, we will
have achieved the purpose of our lives."
I went to Ram Babu's house the day before Janmashtami [Krishna's
birthday], and the next morning we formed a procession and walked from
there to Kankurgachi, singing kirtan the entire way. Shashi carried
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the urn with the Master's ashes on his head.3 During the consecration
ceremony, as they were covering the urn with earth, Shashi cried out, "Oh,
the Master is in pain!" The others there wept to hear his words.
On the day of the Master's passing away, while returning from the
Cossipore cremation ground, Upen Babu had been bitten by a snake.
Nityagopal had used a red-hot iron to cauterize the wound. Although his
injury had not yet healed, Upen Babu still joined in the kirtan. He liked
holy company very much.
After the Kankurgachi ceremony, Ramlal Dada made arrangements for
a feast at Dakshineswar. There was also a kirtan that day. Ramlal Dada
went to Balaram Babu's house to invite Holy Mother to come to
Dakshineswar, but she refused. However, I attended the feast.
After the Master passed away, I could not stay at Cossipore much longer
because of the grief I felt. Now and then I would go to Ram Babu's house
and from there I would go to Loren's. Loren would recount many things
about the Master. I told him, "Brother Loren, I am telling you frankly —
the Master loved you so much that he could not live without you." Loren
laughed and said: "Brother, never mind. He loved you, Shashi, and
Rakhal so much that he will always be with you. How little I served him
compared to all of you." Just see how humble Brother Loren was!
One day one of the disciples was lamenting, "So the Master has left us.
" I was shocked to hear this remark and said: "He is dead to sceptics,
but alive to those who believe in him. Don't you remember that he
appeared to Holy Mother? When you have that kind of faith, he will
appear to you also."
3 Actually, unknown to Ram Chandra and other householder disciples, Shashi and Niran-
jan quietly divided Sri Ramakrishna's relics into two parts. The larger portion was taken to
Balaram Basu's house and later worshipped by the young monastic disciples in their
monastery. Eventually, when the headquarters of the Ramakrishna Order was established
at Belur some years later, these relics were enshrined there. The smaller portion was taken
to the Kankurgachi garden house as Ram Chandra wished.
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been a long time since he came here. I want to see him. Please ask him to
come sometime."
A few hours were spent delightfully in religious talk. We took our
supper at 10:00 P.M. and lay down on the southeast verandah of the
Master's room. Beds were arranged for the Master and Swami Brah-
mananda in the room. But scarcely had an hour passed when the Master
came out of his room with his cloth under one arm and came to our
bedside. Addressing Ramdayal Babu, he asked affectionately, "Are you
sleeping?" Both of us quickly sat up in our beds and replied, "No, sir."
The Master said: "Look. I have not seen Narendra for a long time, and I
feel as if my whole soul were being forcibly wrung like a wet towel.
Please ask him to come once and see me. He is a person of pure sattva
qualities. He is Narayana himself. I cannot have peace of mind if I don't
see him now and then."
Ramdayal Babu had been visiting Dakshineswar for some time, so the
boylike nature of the Master was not unknown to him. Seeing that
childlike behaviour, he knew that the Master was in ecstasy. He tried to
console the Master by promising that he would see Narendra first thing
in the morning and ask him to come, and similar other things. But the
Master's mood was not at all alleviated that night. Knowing that we
were getting no rest, he would return to his room now and then for some
time. But after a while he would forget and again come back to us and
begin speaking of Narendra's good qualities, expressing pathetically the
terrible anguish of his mind on account of Narendra's long absence.
Observing that terrible pang of separation of his, I was astonished and
thought: "How wonderful is his love! And how hardhearted must be that
person for whom his longing is so devastating and his behaviour so
pathetic!" The night passed in this way. In the morning we went to the
temple and paid our obeisance to the Divine Mother. Then, bowing
down to the Master, we took leave of him and returned to Calcutta.
Three or four days after my first visit to the Master, I happened to see
Ramdayal Babu at Baghbazar [in North Calcutta], and he told me: "The
Master wants to see you. Please visit him." Amazed, I asked, "Why has
he called for me?" I didn't realize then how compassionate the Master
was.
I again went to Dakshineswar, and as soon as I arrived the Master
affectionately asked me to carry some firewood to the Panchavati grove. That
day the Master arranged a picnic there. Thus the Master trained us by giving
us some responsibilities.
My mother would not allow me to stay very long at our village home [
Antpur] even during holidays for fear that I might mix with bad boys
and be ruined. But she would cry whenever I left home to return to
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People in India generally sit cross-legged on the floor, so they use carpets or mats in their
drawing rooms instead of chairs to receive guests.
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No impure person could live with the Master and give him personal
service. It was the Master's grace that I was allowed to live with him.
Once I saw a person secretly put money under the Master's mattress
when he was not in his room. Later when the Master came back, he could
not go near the bed. His renunciation was phenomenal. Can an ordinary
person conceive of such things? We have seen his ideal life, so we speak
with conviction.
One day the Master went to see the play Chaitanya Lila [The Divine Play
of Chaitanya] at the Star Theatre. Before we left Dakshineswar, he said
to me: "Look. If I go into samadhi there, people will turn towards me and
there will be a commotion. If you see me on the verge of samadhi, talk to
me about various other things." But when he went to the theatre he could
not stop going into samadhi, even though he tried. I began to repeat the
name of God, and slowly he came round. Such experiences of bhava [
ecstasy], mahabluiva [great ecstasy], and samadhi were natural with him.
He had to struggle hard in order to hold his mind down to the normal
plane. Compared to him we are very small receptacles, so we work hard,
practising various kinds of spiritual disciplines, to try to attain a little
ecstasy. For us it is so difficult.
Knowing that the Master greatly liked lemons, Yogin [Swami Yoga
nanda] used to bring him a lemon every day. One day the Master said to
him: "Where did you get the lemon yesterday? I could not eat it." Yogin
was aware that the Master could not take things brought from evil or
impure persons, but this lemon was from the same tree as the previous
lemons. Why was it then that the Master could not take this one? Yogin
was very disturbed and began to look for the cause. After careful inquiry
he learned that the orchard from which he had been bringing the fruits
had changed hands on the day prior to the incident, because the lease had
expired. Yogin had received permission to get the lemons from the former
lessee. On that particular day, therefore, the permission no longer held,
and his taking of the lemon was really a theft, though unconscious.
The Master could see the mind of the donor in the things given to him. He
could not take any food that had been contaminated by the least sin. How
wonderful was his purity! He could not tolerate the approach or touch of
any impurity.
One day Vijay Krishna Goswami came and begged the Master to free
him from lust. The Master touched him, and that touch produced
wonderful results. On another occasion a person came and requested
help from Sri Ramakrishna, saying: "Sir, I feel so attracted to my wife
that I cannot devote my mind to anything else. All my business is going to
rack and ruin. Please change my mental condition." "Very well," said the
Master. "Bring some fruits one day. I shall eat up your maya [delu
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sion]." When the fruits were brought, however, the Master could not eat
them. He tried but could not raise them to his lips. I was told the man
suffered a great deal afterwards on account of his wife.
The Master showered his grace on Girish Chandra Ghosh and even on
many prostitutes. One day the ladies of Balaram Babu's family were
sitting before the Master in his room when a prostitute named Ramani
passed along the road nearby. The Master called to her and asked, "Why
don't you come nowadays?" The ladies were scandalized to hear the
Master talking with a prostitute.
Shortly afterwards the Master took them to visit the shrines. When they
reached the Kali temple the Master said to the Mother: "Mother, thou
indeed hast become the prostitute Ramani. Thou hast become both the
prostitute and the chaste woman!" The ladies understood that they were
wrong in hating Ramani, that the Master spoke with her, knowing her to
be the Mother herself, and that they should not be so proud of their
chastity, for it was all due to the Mother's will.
In the beginning we did not understand what true religion was. The Master
loved us more than our own parents did. His magnetic love drew us to
Dakshineswar. What an attraction! What unconditional love! It was
unparalleled. He used to cry for Narendra loudly, and again he would laugh
and tease him like a friend.
He explained to us the theory of creation according to the Sankhya
philosophy as well as the doctrine of Purusha and Prakriti through
humorous stories. Watching his gestures and listening to his stories, we
laughed and laughed. He also told us about the cause of creation: "This
manifested universe is real, and again, the unmanifest is also real. Purusha
[the conscious principle] is true, and again, Prakriti [the unconscious
principle] is also true." [What Sri Ramakrishna meant was that Brahman
and Shakti (power) are identical, like fire and its burning power.]
Sometimes the Master would entertain us by imitating a dancing girl,
placing one hand on his waist and moving his other hand about. Again,
through humour, tales, and parables, he would explain to us the most
intricate philosophies, which were confusing even to scholars. His won
derful skill in teaching left a deep impression on our hearts forever. The
Master was adept in explaining the supreme spiritual truths in simple,
sweet language.
We saw how lovingly the Master used to receive the devotees at
Dakshineswar! He would ask, "Do you want to chew a betel roll?" If
the devotee said, "No," he would then ask, "Would you like to smoke
tobacco?" Thus, in so many ways he would take care of the devotees.
Sri Ramakrishna was selective in accepting disciples. Once he told
Keshab Chandra Sen, "You are having troubles in your organization
Swami Premananda 105
On another occasion a brahmin scholar was arguing with the Master. Sri
Ramakrishna tried to convince the scholar of his views, but the latter was
adamant and continued arguing. The Master went out for a while and
then came back to his room in an ecstatic mood. Touching the body of
the scholar with his hand, he said, "Hello, I am telling the truth and you
are not accepting my words!" That magic touch immediately changed the
mind of the scholar, and he said: "Sir, I agree with what you have said. I
was arguing with you just for the sake of argument."
Once the Master assured a devotee: "Have you committed a sin? Don't be
afraid. Take a vow, 'I will not sin anymore.' I shall swallow all of your sins.
Happiness and misery come from God. I think there is a reason behind
life's experiences which human beings do not know. They are
shortsighted. Sri Ramakrishna told us this story: "Once a king went
hunting in a forest with his minister. The king's finger was accidentally
cut and he asked the minister, 'Why did I get this cut?' The minister
replied, 'O king, there must be a deep meaning behind this accident.'
The king was not satisfied with this answer, so he pushed the minister
into a deep well. Fortunately there was not much water in the well.
Then the king asked the minister, 'Is there any hidden cause behind
my cruel action?' Of course,' replied the minister from the well.
"In the meantime some robbers were passing through that forest, and
they came upon the king alone and decided to chop off his head in front
of their deity, Mother Kali. After performing a ritual they took the king
to the sacrificial place, and then noticed the cut on his finger. Now
according to their custom, a defective body cannot be offered to the
deity, so they verbally abused the king and set him free. The king
thanked God, and remembering the wisdom of his minister, rushed back
to the well and rescued him. Then the king narrated what had happened
and apologized to the minister for his rude behaviour. The latter said,
'O king, what God does is good for us. If we had both been caught
by those robbers, I would have been beheaded. You saved my life
by pushing me into the well."
No action is meaningless. We are human beings with very little
intellect. We get depressed over trifles and again we become easily
pleased. This is human nature.
One day Dr. Mahendralal Sarkar came to the Master at Shyampukur at
about ten o'clock in the morning and left at about three or four o'clock that
afternoon. On seeing this, Mani Mallik said: "Sir, one day there was
music at Kristodas Pal's. All the important people of Calcutta came to the
party. Dr. Sarkar also came but rose to leave after about five minutes.
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flower blooms the bees come of their own accord. Let character be formed,
and the world will be attracted by its beauty."
Generally, people think that their own religious beliefs are the best, and
some have gone so far as to say that there is no salvation except through
their religion. But our Master used to say: "There are infinite ways of
reaching the Infinite, and the doctrines are but ways and not the goal. A
blind man touched a leg of an elephant and at once jumped to the conclusion
that an elephant is like a pillar. Another touched its ear and concluded that it
is like a winnowing fan. Both were right, and again both were wrong. All
quarrels are due to this partial experience. None saw the whole elephant."
The Master demonstrated by his life that Truth can be reached through all
religions. There is no reason to quarrel about religious views. All religions
are true.
Sri Ramakrishna used to say, "The goal of human life is to realize God."
Without God, life is full of misery. So at any cost we must realize him.
What is the use of being conversant in all religions and doctrines? The
Master would say: "You have come to eat mangoes in the garden. What
is the use of counting leaves and branches?" What will it avail you
except loss of energy if you go on discussing whether God has a form or
not, whether reincarnation is true or not. If you want to know what road
leads to Varanasi, you must have faith in the words of those who have
gone there. Then you will have to go there yourself and see things with
your own eyes. But instead of that, if you shut yourself up in a room and
make your brain dizzy, imagining things about Varanasi, you will have
no real conception of that holy city. And what is it to me if there is such
a thing as rebirth or not? My goal is to realize God in this very life.
The Master would say: "What is required is heart, intense hankering,
sincere longing for God. When, to a person, life without God is unbear
able, then alone God reveals himself to that soul." This is the essence of
the Master's teachings. During his sadhana, when the day was drawing
to its close and the sun was sinking on the western horizon, he used to
burst into tears out of agony, crying: "Oh, thou art going away! What
hast thou done for me? I remain the same unaltered man." And in this
intense agony, he would rub his face on the ground. Life became mean
ingless to him because he could not realize God. Due to the absence of
the Lord, he experienced the burning pain of a venomous snakebite.
Just imagine the intensity of his dispassion! Once some grains of rice
somehow got into his long matted hair and germinated, so oblivious
was he of his body.
Each avatar represented a particular ideal. It is not that other ideals were
absent in them. They were the embodiments of all ideals, but they publicly
gave expression to a particular one, according to the need of the
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in the palm of his hand. He used to say, "I can see the inside of a man by
looking at his eyes and face." The Master used to examine every limb of
his disciples when they went to him for the first time. He did it with me
also. Heaven knows from where he attained all his knowledge and skills!
The scriptures speak of urdhva sauratam, or absolute conquest of the sex
impulse. We could never have believed in such a thing had we not known
the Master. What wonderful control he had over every nerve and muscle of
the body! At the time of washing the cancerous tumour in his throat, which
caused such terrible suffering, he would ask us to wait for a moment and
then he would say, "Now wash." Then he would feel no pain or suffering.
Do you know the reason for this? The yogis acquire mastery over all parts
of the body. They can even stop the heartbeat and withdraw or deflect at
will nerve-currents from a particular part of the body. That part of the body
then becomes inert, like lifeless matter. It becomes dead to all sensations. It
does not respond even if you stick a knife into it. Don't think these are just
stories. We saw all these things with our own eyes. Sri Krishna sported
with the gopis after withdrawing the prana [vital force] from his physical
body. Now try to understand what urdhva sauratam means.
You should also know that though the avatars remain established in the
Atman, there is still some identification with the psycho-physical
instrument, however tenuous that may be. But they can, whenever they
desire, withdraw even that. A bit of it is necessary; otherwise the body
cannot survive. As the Master used to say, "Though the kernel of a dry
coconut becomes separated from the shell, it nevertheless remains in
contact with the shell at some point or other."
As regards caste, the Master used to say that the devotees formed a class by
themselves. They did not need to observe caste rules with each other. But
he could not eat from the hands of a person of evil character, though the
latter might have been born into a high caste. He could not even sit on a
seat spread on the floor by such a person. On the other hand, he was once
going to touch the leaf-plate from which someone had eaten. That person at
once cried out: "Sir, what are you doing? I have eaten forbidden food.
Please don't touch my used leaf-plate." The Master replied: "There is no
harm in it. Your mind is pure."
About food, the Master used to say: "Though a person takes the purest
food sanctioned by the scriptures yet has no love for God and is very
worldly, his food is as good as pork and beef. [Pork and beef are
prohibited for Hindus.] But if one who is endowed with devotion and faith
takes 'forbidden food,' it is not to be regarded as forbidden. It is pure and
sacred."
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The Master often poked fun at persons with a mania for physical purity. He
used to say that such persons, in their very attempts to keep
themselves from all impurity, live in constant fear of being contaminated and
thus immerse their minds in impurity. It is therefore very difficult for them to
think of God. From this, one should not jump to the conclusion that by
flinging all rules of cleanliness to the winds one becomes an illumined
soul.
Sri Ramakrishna lived in this world by giving the power of attorney to the
Divine Mother, and Girish Ghosh gave the power of attorney to the Master.
Giving the power of attorney means completely surrendering oneself to
another. Girish saw his own shortcomings, so he surrendered to the Master
for his spiritual welfare. It is an extremely difficult thing to do. As long as a
person has an iota of ego, he cannot give the power of attorney to another.
The Master used to say, "After giving the power of attorney, one should live
like a dry leaf at the mercy of the wind, or like a kitten who remains
wherever its mother is pleased to keep it — sometimes on a fancy
bed and sometimes on the ashes of the hearth." That person has truly given
the power of attorney who can fix his mind on God without being perturbed
by happiness and misery, and who, like Arjuna in the midst of cruel duties,
can calmly say, "O Krishna, sit in my heart, and whatever you want me to
do I will do." For one who has renounced all duties and taken complete
refuge in God, God takes on the responsibility of that person and frees him
from all sins.
The Master encouraged us to read the scriptures and holy books. He kept
some books such as Mukti O Tahar Sadhan [Liberation and Its
Practice] in his room and sometimes asked us to read them to him.
When a person is reading about God, his mind is absorbed in him. It is not
possible for a person to practise japam and meditation all the time, so
studying the scriptures is another discipline. But until God's grace dawns,
everything is futile. The Upanishad says: "This Atman cannot be attained
through discussion, or through hearing and memorizing the Vedas. It is
realized by him whom the Atman chooses. To such a one It reveals Its real
nature." When God's grace comes, a person attains infinite knowledge.
Then he does not care to read books. There is a great difference between
direct realization and mere book learning. The Master used to say, "As
long as the southern breeze does not blow, a fan is needed."
Visiting holy places awakens one's God-consciousness. But the Master
used to say: "Whoever does not have it here [i.e., in the heart], does not
have it there [i.e., in holy places]. Whoever has it here, has it there too."
Pilgrims make places holy. Suffering people get peace in a holy place
because holy people purify it with their good thoughts and spir
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itual vibrations. And again, a holy place loses its greatness and purity if
worldly people pollute it with evil thoughts and actions. In the old days the
real devotees would go through much hardship for a pilgrimage, but now rich
people visit holy places either for a change of air or for some other trivial
reason.
May Sri Ramakrishna bless you so that you can be absorbed in
thoughts of him alone. God is not a matter of talk, but an object of
realization. We must find him at any cost in this very life. There is no
way for suffering humanity to find permanent peace except through
God-realization. He alone can assuage our burning hearts.
For many years I had been eager to explore and understand the nature of
samadhi. I sincerely wanted to know exactly what it was. I had
questioned many people, but no one had been able to explain it to me.
One person, however, had said: "None can realize samadhi in this age. I
have seen only one man who has, and that is Ramakrishna Parama-
hamsa of Dakshineswar."
That evening I went to Ram Babu's house. I found the Master sitting in
a room crowded with people. The Master was in an ecstatic mood. I
saluted him and sat nearby. One can well imagine my surprise when I
heard him talking eloquently on a subject which I had been so eager to
know about — samadhi! I remember that he elaborated on nirvikalpa
samadhi. He said that very few can attain it and that if one attained it,
one's body dropped off in twenty-one days.
I did not talk to the Master on that occasion. A month later I went to
Dakshineswar and became acquainted with him. In the dim light of an
oil lamp I saw the Master seated cross-legged in his room, with three or
four others on the floor in front of him. The small audience suited me.
At once I felt a deep attachment for the Master. I felt as if I had known
him a long time. My heart became filled with joy. I saw in him my
tender, loving mother waiting for me. So with the confidence, faith, and
certitude of a child, I surrendered myself to him, placing myself
entirely under his care. I was certain that at last I had found him for
whom I had been searching all these days. From then on I looked upon
the Master as my mother. After this momentous visit, my life at home
and work at the office became a burden. I often ran to see him, either in
Dakshineswar or Calcutta.
During my second or third visit I was serving him when he suddenly
touched my chest in an ecstatic mood. That touch made me lose outer
consciousness and sent me into a deep meditative state. I do not know
how long I remained in that state. As a result, everything became
revealed to me. I realized that I was the Atman, eternal and free. I
realized that the Master was the Lord born as man for the good of
humanity, and that I was on earth to serve him. He gave me a similar
blessing another day under the banyan tree in the Panchavati.
Nevertheless, the Master would not allow us to rest on our laurels, but
would constantly urge us, with infinite patience, to taste the fruits of
realization through our own efforts. He watched our efforts and directed
us to go forward according to our temperaments and at our own pace.
Bigotry and fanaticism had no place in his life or teaching. He would
accept people of all denominations with the same love and sympathy. To
come in contact with him was to become spiritual forever. To live with
him was to live in the presence of God.
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of the Mother and so am I. I also have a little meditation, but can you tell
me why I feel a burning sensation all over my body? Look! The burning
sensation is so intense that the hairs of my body have been singed. It is
sometimes excruciating!' Your father recommended that I wear an amu
let bearing the name of my Chosen Deity. Strange as it may seem, with
the wearing of this amulet, the burning sensation at once diminished.
Would you ask your father to visit me sometime?"
In those days I was living in Calcutta, going home only occasionally. My
father was very pleased when I told him about Sri Ramakrishna, and he
came one day to see the Master. On another occasion the Master said: "
Your father's spiritual practices were attended with some desire for
worldly objects. As a result of his spiritual practices, he amassed much
wealth and also spent it nobly."
When I first started visiting the Master, I often felt inclined to cry. One
night I was crying uncontrollably by the riverside near the bakul tree. The
Master was in his room, and he inquired where I had gone. When I
returned he asked me to sit down and said, "The Lord is greatly pleased if
one cries to him. Tears of love wash away the mental impurities
accumulated through the ages. It is very good to cry to God."
Another day when I was meditating in the Panchavati grove, my
concentration became very deep. The Master came towards me from the
pine grove, and as soon as he looked at me, I burst into tears. The Master
stood still. I felt something creeping up inside my chest, and I was
overcome by a fit of shaking. The Master said that my crying was not
insignificant. It was a type of ecstasy. I then followed him to his room
where he gave me something to eat. The awakening of the kundalini was 1
an easy matter for him. He could do this even without a touch, but by a
mere look.
Days in Dakshineswar
Dakshineswar is our heaven on earth. It is our Kailasa, our Vaikuntha. Is
it an ordinary place? Sri Ramakrishna lived there about thirty years. The
Panchavati is a great site of spiritual perfection, where the Master had
innumerable spiritual experiences of a very high order. For twelve years
he practised different modes of divine communion at Dakshine-swar, and
the divine visions and spiritual realizations he had there are without
parallel. In the history of religion there has never before been
1Kundalini lit., "coiled-up," the spiritual energy that lies in a dormant state at the base
of the spine. When awakened through the practice of yoga, the kundalini rises through the
sushumna, and various spiritual experiences occur as it passes through and arouses each
of the chakras, or centres of consciousness.
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recorded such intense and diversified spiritual practices and such high
spiritual experiences in the life of any other Incarnation. The Master used to
say, "The experiences that have occurred here [meaning, in himself]
transcend all those recorded." That is why Swamiji used to refer to the Master
as "the greatest avatara."
The Master brought some dust from Vrindaban and spread it on the
ground in the Panchavati. Every particle of dust in Dakshineswar is holy.
Blessed by the touch of the holy feet of God himself, Dakshineswar has
become a great place of pilgrimage. It is a source of spiritual inspiration
to people of all denominations be they nondualists or dualists, Shak-
tas or Vaishnavas, Shaivas or Tantrikas, for the Master practised all those
modes of divine communion and attained perfection in them. This time
God manifested his greatest sattvic [pure] qualities. It was that Pri
mordial Power, the great Mother of the Universe, the source of all
creation, who freely and joyfully expressed herself, as it were, through
the body of our Master. The Master's intense spiritual sadhanas [discip
lines] will exert their influence not only on this earth, but also in the
higher regions, even to heaven. Ah, what a play of divine power it was!
[Before meeting the Master] I had frequented the Brahmo Samaj. When
I met the Master at Dakshineswar, he asked me, "Do you believe in
Shakti [Cosmic Power]?" I replied: "No, sir, I prefer the formless aspect
of God. And yet I feel that some Power pervades everything." Then he
went to the Kali temple and I followed him. As he proceeded towards
the temple, he was caught up in a divine mood, and when he reached the
temple, he prostrated with great devotion before the Mother. I was in a
difficult situation. I hesitated to bow down before the image of Kali.
And yet I thought that, after all, Brahman is all-pervading. Therefore it
must be in this image as well, so I should not hesitate to bow down
before it. As soon as this thought arose, I too prostrated before the
Mother.
Later on, as I began to visit the Master more frequently, my faith in
God with form became stronger. It was my good fortune to have such
association with the Master and to receive his grace.
[In response to a devotee's question regarding Sri Ramakrishna's relation
ship with Sri Sarada Devi:] When Holy Mother came to Sri Ramakrishna
at Dakshineswar, he did not send her away. On the contrary, he kept her by
his side, gave her advice on spiritual matters, and with great care
encouraged and helped her in every way. But the Master did so after
attaining nirvikalpa samadhi. "The Mother who is there in the temple," the
Master said, "is the same Mother who is within this [referring to his own
body]. Again, the Mother who is within me is the same Mother who is in
the form of the Holy Mother." We never wished nor tried to
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understand why the Master acted the way he did. If you think you can
understand his ways, you are welcome to do so. The Master acted that way.
This is as much as we know.
His hands were very tender. But why speak just of his hands! His entire body
was so. For instance, a type of luchi [fried bread] with a hard crust once cut
his finger.
At night the Master would eat perhaps one or at the most two small
luchis with a little porridge. Because he could not digest whole milk,
they would add water and cook it with cream of wheat, making a
pudding. He would take a little of that. In the cupboard there would be
sweets made of fresh cheese. Whenever he was hungry he would eat one
or two pieces or perhaps half of one piece, giving the rest to others who
were there. His ways were like those of a child. It was as if he himself
were a child.
Although there was nothing special in his eating habits, he did not eat like
other people. He was like a boy and would eat according to his whim.
Sometimes he would ask for eggplant soup seasoned with cumin. When it
was prepared, he would taste a little of it and leave the rest. He was very
fond of jilipi [a type of sweet, fried in butter and soaked in syrup] and also
sandesh [a sweet made with cheese and sugar]. He used to call the jilipi
the wheel of the Viceroy's car. [All traffic on the street had to make room
for the Viceroy's car to pass. Similarly the jilipi always finds room in the
stomach, even if it is full.] The Master was never a big eater. One day he
said, "I have a desire to eat cheese pudding." At that time it was not
possible to get cheese in Dakshineswar. One could only get it from a
Calcutta market. Meanwhile, Swami Premananda's mother brought
homemade cheese pudding for the Master, and he ate it with joy. What a
divine play of the Mother we saw at Dakshineswar!
Once the Master said, "In the future many white-complexioned devotees will
come here." God is all-merciful. He is not limited by time, place, or person.
Blessed we are! We had the opportunity to serve the Master, making betel
rolls and preparing tobacco for him. How fortunate we are! We served the
Master and we received so much love and affection from him! His
compassion and love for us were infinite.
In those days we used to sleep on the floor of his room. At bedtime the
Master would tell us how to lie down. He would say that if we were to
lie flat on our backs and visualize the Mother in our hearts while falling
asleep, then we would have spiritual dreams. He asked us to think of
spiritual things while going to sleep. During the summer we used to
sleep on the verandah and were bothered by mosquitos.
The Master looked upon Swami Brahmananda as Gopala [the boy Krishna].
Occasionally he would send him to visit his relatives at home,
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but when Swami Brahmananda was not with him the Master had great
difficulty managing himself. One night at 1:00 A.M. the Master came
out to the verandah where I was sleeping and asked, "Could you chant
the name of Gopala for me?" I chanted for an hour. Some nights when
he did not have anybody around him, he would call the night guard to
chant the name of Rama for him. What love the Master had for the name
of God!
We saw how little the Master slept. Now and then he might get an hour
or half an hour of sleep at the most. Most of the time he was absorbed
in samadhi, and the remaining time he spent in spiritual moods. These
moods became very pronounced at night. He would spend the whole
night repeating the name of Mother or Hari. When we stayed with the
Master at Dakshineswar we were filled with awe. He had no sleep at all.
Whenever we awoke we would hear him talking with the Divine Mother
in a state of spiritual inebriation. He would pace back and forth in the
room, all the while muttering something inaudibly. Sometimes he would
wake us in the middle of the night and say: "Hello, my dear boys! Have
you come here to sleep? If you spend the whole night in sleep, when
will you call on God?" As soon as we heard his voice, we would
quickly sit up and start to meditate.
Some days he would start kirtan [devotional singing] accompanied by
drums and cymbals, and we would join him. Usually he would sing only
the names of God, occasionally improvising words and phrases.
Sometimes he danced in ecstasy. Ah! How graceful was his dancing! He
would then be transformed beyond recognition. It is impossible to
describe his unique spiritual raptures! He had an unusually sweet voice,
the like of which we never heard anywhere else. The kirtan would
continue till the late hours of the morning. The Master's ecstasies were
contagious, making all those around him ecstatic, and the constant
repetition of the Lord's name made the place a heaven on earth. In what
joy we passed our days with the Master!
We saw how the Master went into samadhi more frequently on a day like
this [Janmashtami day, the birthday of Sri Krishna]. In spite of his efforts
he would not be able to control his spiritual fervour. The natural tendency
of his mind was to go high. By sheer force he would bring it down to this
earthly plane. The Divine Mother kept his mind on a lower level for the
good of the world. Ah! What a sight! He would be so beside himself with
spiritual emotion that he could hardly speak. How great was his love for
God! Tears would roll down his cheeks in streams. We have never seen
anyone else shedding such tears of love and devotion. Here and there in
The Gospel of Sri Ramakrishna we find brief descriptions of that love.
Can it be described in any way? Only he who saw it can
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blue mountain be the ink" and "O Lord, I do not know the true nature
of thy being." As he repeated the last verse he would burst into tears
and say: "O Lord, who wants to know thy nature? Who knows who thou
art?
I do not want to know thee or understand thee, O Lord! Give me
pure devotion for thy lotus feet! Who can know thee?"
A monk from northern India came to Ram Babu's Kankurgachi garden
and stayed there for a few days. He had a very gentle disposition and
was extremely reserved. He meditated under a tree beside the path
leading to the garden. Probably Ram Babu supplied his food and other
necessities. One day Ram Babu mentioned this monk to Sri Rama
krishna, and the Master said, "Why not bring the holy man here some
day?" Consequently, Ram Babu hired a carriage and brought the monk
to Dakshineswar. The Master received the man very kindly in his room,
asked him to sit on the small cot, and sat by his side.
The conversation then turned to spiritual matters, and they began to
discuss samadhi, both savikalpa and nirvikalpa. All of a sudden, as the
Master was describing nirvikalpa samadhi, he became perfectly still, lost
in that very state. One of his feet rested on the cot and the other hung
down beside it. The monk mistakenly thought that Sri Ramakrishna was
just getting ready for meditation. Seeing him in that unusual position, the
monk said, "Why not sit in the proper meditation posture?" But how
could the Master hear him? Sri Ramakrishna had reached a state of
consciousness far above the body and the senses. How could one under
stand the Master's samadhi? Nobody knew when, how, or under what
conditions he would have it. One could not tell by looking at him. In bed,
apparently dreaming or sleeping why, at any time, under any condi-
tions, samadhi was natural to him.
The Master would not readily allow me to render personal service to
him. This often pained me very much. Then, from an incident that
happened one day, I learned why he was so unwilling. Who, indeed, can
understand his motives? On that day I stayed at Dakshineswar. Other
devotees were there also. After spending a long time in his room talking
about religious matters, he got up and proceeded towards the pine grove
to answer the call of nature. Usually one of the devotees would follow
him on such occasions with his water vessel to pour water on his hands,
as he could not touch anything metal. When he went to the pine grove
that day, I carried the water pot and waited at the proper place for his
return. On his way back, when he found me standing there with the
water pot, he said: "Now, look here. Why did you do such a thing? Why
did you come with the water pot? How can I accept water from your
hand? Can I accept service from you? I honour your father as a guru." I
was struck with wonder. Only then did I realize why he would not allow
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me to render service to him. The Master had infinite moods. How could we
fathom them? We can understand only that which he allows us to
understand.
I had to marry against my wish, and that was a great trial. My
determination to renounce the world deepened as I prayed night after
night with tears in my eyes, asking God not to bind me with worldly
chains. I spoke about it to the Master and prayed that my worldly bonds
be destroyed. After hearing my story the Master asked me to perform a
certain ritual. Then he said in a tone of assurance: "Have no fear. I am
here to protect you. Think of me and perform this ritual. Nothing adverse
will happen to you. I am telling you that even if you sleep in the same
room with your wife, you will be free from danger. You will see, your
spirit of renunciation will instead be intensified."
On the death of my wife I was free from all bondages, and I ran
straight to Dakshineswar. I begged the Master to allow me to stay with
him, and he kindly accepted me. For those last three years of his life I
lived almost constantly with him. At Dakshineswar I met Swamiji [
Swami Vivekananda] as well as Swamis Brahmananda and Prema
nanda. Among us Swamiji was most loved and trusted by the Master.
The Master had prescribed the same ritual for Swami Brahmananda as he
had for me. I went through it as instructed and didn't have any trouble.
Once, in the course of conversation, I mentioned this fact to Swamiji. He
was very surprised and remarked: "What do you say? That is the
characteristic of a Mahapurusha [great soul]. You are certainly one."
After that he started calling me by this name, and others did the same.
Previously Swamiji had called me "Tarak-da." One day at Balaram Babu'
s house, when Swamiji called me Mahapurusha, Swami Prema-nanda's
mother said: "What? Isn't a Mahapurusha one who lives in a tree? [She
meant a ghost.] What kind of Mahapurusha is he?" Swamiji explained
that I was a genuine Mahapurusha. It pleased her very much.
In the course of time, as a result of my frequent visits to the Master, I
made up my mind to give up all connection with the world, and I went to
say goodbye to my father. Tears began to trickle down his cheeks. He
asked me to salute the deity in our shrine, and then he blessed me.
Placing his hand on my head, he said: "May you realize God! I myself
tried to renounce the world and realize him, but I failed. Therefore I bless
you that you may attain God!" I repeated this to the Master. He was quite
pleased to hear it and said, "It is good that this has happened!"
We heard from the Master that a few days before Maharaj [Swami
Brahmananda] came to Dakshineswar for the first time, the Master had a
vision: The Mother brought a child and placed him on his lap, saying, "Here
is your child." The Master was startled and said to the Mother:
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"How can I have a child? I am a monk." The Mother smiled and said: "
He is not a child in the worldly sense. He is your spiritual son." Upon
hearing this, the Master felt relieved. Later, when Maharaj came to
Dakshineswar, the Master at once recognized him [as the child in his
vision]. From the very beginning of his relationship with the Master,
Maharaj behaved like a five-year-old child. And like a petulant boy he
often made demands upon the Master. Sometimes he even climbed up
on his shoulders or sat on his lap, and how many other childlike things
he did! Those were unique sights to behold divine phenomena. From
the ordinary human standpoint one cannot understand these things.
At one time M. stayed for a while at Dakshineswar. His food was very
simple, consisting primarily of milk and rice. The Master himself ar
ranged to have a pint of good milk brought to him every day. M. had a
very strong body, which enabled him to do so much of the Master's work.
Whatever he heard from the Master he would note down in his diary after
returning home. He had a prodigious memory. By exercising his memory
through meditation, he was able to compile The Gospel of Sri
Ramakrishna from the meagre notes he had jotted down. He belonged to
the group of Sri Ramakrishna's intimate disciples. The Master brought M.
with him for that particular work. M. visited the Master every Saturday or
Sunday or on holidays. He also saw the Master in Calcutta and elsewhere.
On such occasions interesting subjects were sure to be discussed, with a
big crowd present. During these discussions, Sri Ramakrishna would
suddenly turn to M. and ask: "M., did you understand? Note that point
well." Sometimes the Master would repeat certain points. We did not
realize then why he spoke to M. that way.
The Master's words were so impressive and instructive that I too felt
tempted to take notes. One day at Dakshineswar I was listening to him
and looking intently at his face. He was explaining many beautiful
things. Noticing my keen interest, the Master suddenly said: "Look here!
Why are you listening so attentively?" I was taken by surprise. He then
added: "You don't have to do that. Your life is different." I felt as if the
Master had divined my intention to keep notes and did not approve of it,
and that was why he had spoken in that way. From that time on I gave up
the idea of taking notes of his conversations, and whatever notes I
already had I threw into the Ganga.
The Master was very fond of the Adhyatma Ramayana, a devotional
scripture on the life of Ramachandra. There were two books on his small
cot — the Adhyatma Ramayana and Mukti O Tahar Sadlian [Liberation
and Its Practice]. It was not possible for him to read those books, because
most of the time he was in an ecstatic mood, but he would often ask
someone to read them to him.
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Anyone who takes shelter in the Master with all sincerity and with his
whole being, anyone who loves the Master, will surely attain liberation.
There is a story about a sweeper named Rasik who lived at Dak-
shineswar. He used to call the Master "Father." One day the Master was
returning from the direction of the Panchavati, absorbed in a spiritual
mood. At that time Rasik knelt down before him and prayed with folded
hands: "Father, why don't you bless me? What will happen to me?" The
Master assured him: "You have no need to fear. You will have your wish
fulfilled. You will see me at the time of death." And that is exactly what
happened. Shortly before his death, Rasik was carried to a holy spot near the
tulsi plant. [Its leaves are usedfor worshipping Vishnu.] As the moment of
death approached, Rasik cried out: "You are here! You have come to me,
Father! You have really come, Father!" And thus he breathed his last.
while giving sight to the blind and healing a leper by a touch, cautioned
them not to make it public. He did not do those things for name and
fame or popular applause. The scriptures say that knowers of Brahman
who survive after illumination are supremely compassionate and live in
the world to do good to humanity. They do not have any other desire or
wish.
Furthermore, Jesus was not an ordinary illumined soul. He was an
Incarnation of God. His identity was merged with God, the Heavenly
Father. In his case, performing miracles was neither unnatural nor wrong.
While common people think those acts are extraordinary or impossible, for
Divine Incarnations they are as easy as breathing. By their mere wish the
impossible becomes possible. In certain cases Jesus used supernatural
powers in order to create in the minds of unbelievers faith in God's
existence. It is often difficult to comprehend the significance of the actions
of Divine Incarnations.
To heal physical ailments by a touch is not so miraculous. It is rather an
easy thing. Sri Ramakrishna demonstrated greater supernatural powers
when by a touch he gave God-vision or samadhi. The greatest miracle
consists of instantaneously directing a person's mind to God by reducing
the layers of his strong impressions stored from birth to birth. No other
Divine Incarnation did this. Oh, what marvellous things we saw the
Master do! It makes our hair stand on end to think of them! He could
play with a human mind and fashion it as he liked. By his touch the
sickness of a mind could be cured. What stupendous spiritual powers he
possessed! Outwardly he behaved like an ordinary man, but within him
acted the Omnipotent God.
The Master used to say that pure devotion is a rare thing and seldom comes
to ordinary souls. He would sing with intense feeling [this song of Krishna]:
Though I am never loath to grant salvation,
I hesitate indeed to grant pure love.
Whoever wins pure love surpasses all;
He is adored by men;
He triumphs over the three worlds.
Listen, Chandravali! I shall tell you of love:
Mukti a man may gain, but rare is bhakti.
Solely for pure love's sake did I become King
Vali's door-keeper
Down in his realm in the nether world.
Alone in Vrindaban can pure love be found;
Its secret none but the gopas and gopis know.
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2The day (January 1, 1886) on which Sri Ramakrishna blessed the devotees at the Cossipore
garden house, fulfilling their spiritual desires like the mythological kalpataru, the wish
fulfilling tree.
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Sri Ramakrishna3
Even as a child I had an inherent tendency towards spiritual life and an
innate awareness that enjoyment was not the object of life. As I grew in age
and knowledge, these two ideas took a firmer hold on my mind. Seeking the
knowledge of God, I went to various religious societies and temples in
Calcutta. But I couldn't find satisfaction anywhere. None of them
emphasized the beauty of renunciation, and none had among them someone
who possessed true spiritual wisdom.
Then in 1880 or 1881 I heard about Sri Ramakrishna and went to see him in
Calcutta at the house of one of his devotees. [It was at this time that] Swami
Vivekananda and the other disciples of Sri Ramakrishna, who later
renounced the world to carry on his divine mission, had begun to gather
around him. On the first day of my visit I saw Sri Ramakrishna merge into
samadhi, and when he returned to normal consciousness, he spoke in detail
of the nature of samadhi. I felt in my innermost heart that here was a man
who had indeed realized God, and I surrendered myself forever at his
blessed feet.
I have not yet come to a final understanding of whether Sri Rama
krishna was a man or a superman, a god or God himself. But I have
known him to be a man of complete self-effacement, a master of the
highest renunciation, a man possessed of supreme wisdom, and an
Incarnation of love. As time passes and I become more and more
acquainted with the domain of spirituality, I feel the infinite extent and
depth of Sri Ramakrishna's spiritual moods. Because of this I am more
and more convinced that to compare him with God, as God is popularly
understood, is to minimize and lower his greatness. I saw him shower
his love equally on men and women, on the learned and the ignorant, on
saints and sinners. He evinced earnest and unceasing solicitude for them
in their sufferings and gave them infinite peace through the realization
of the Divine. And I dare say that the modern world has not seen another
person like him, so devoted to the welfare of human beings.
Sri Ramakrishna was born at Kamarpukur in the Hooghly district [of West
Bengal] in 1836. Name and fame were extremely distasteiul to him. His
example and teachings deeply impressed on us the pettiness and
insignificance of worldly pleasures compared to the inexpressible bliss of
God. Day and night he lived in divine ecstasy. That rare and almost
inaccessible state of samadhi was perfectly natural to him. It is no
3This article on Sri Ramakrishna was originally written by Swami Shivananda in reply to
inquiries made by Romain Rolland. The swami briefly but clearly narrated his own experience
and understanding of his Master.
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wonder then that the idea of a God-intoxicated man being familiar with
the details of everyday life and instructing people on them, as well as
yearning to remove the sorrows of people who came to him with their
worldly problems, should appear contradictory to those who did not
witness his life. We saw innumerable such instances in his life. And
there may be a few householders still living who feel themselves blessed
remembering his infinite mercy and his eager attempts to relieve the
sufferings of people.
When Mani Mallik lost his son he came to Sri Ramakrishna with a
broken heart. Sri Ramakrishna not only sympathized with him but
entered so deeply into Mani Mallik's grief that it almost seemed as if he
were the bereaved father and that his sorrow surpassed Mani Mallik's.
After some time Sri Ramakrishna suddenly went into a different mood
and sang a song encouraging Mani to prepare for the battle of life. I
remember how the father's grief was assuaged. The song gave him
courage, calmed him, and instilled peace in him.
To Sri Ramakrishna there was neither good nor evil. He saw the Divine
Mother abiding in all beings and differing only in degrees of
manifestation. All women he revered and addressed as his own mother,
seeing the Divine Mother in them.
By practising the doctrines of Hinduism, Christianity, Islam, and other
faiths, he demonstrated the truth of all religions. He found that his own
realizations tallied with descriptions of them in other scriptures —the
Upanishads, the Bible, the Koran, etc. — and he declared that Truth is
one, though defined and worshipped variously by the different religions
of the world. I saw many true seekers of God, professing different
creeds, come to him for spiritual guidance. And it was by seeing him
that I came to believe in the truth of such Incarnations and prophets as
Buddha, Jesus, and Muhammad, and to feel their infinite mercy. He
never criticized anyone's spiritual mood or ideal. He helped all who
came to him — rich or poor, learned or ignorant, high or low — to
advance along the spiritual path according to their individual inclina
tions.
He was very much aware of the tremendous sufferings of the world. He
not only relieved the suffering of those who came to him, but also
removed collective suffering on several occasions. And he advised
Swami Vivekananda and his other disciples to do the same. I should
mention here that Swami Vivekananda also was a person of high spir
itual attainments. We heard from the Master that the swami's spiritual
capacity was of a very high order.
Once the Master accompanied Mathur Babu, a son-in-law of Rani Rasmani [
owner of the Dakshineswar temple], to his estate in the district
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of Nadia. It was time for tax collection, though the tenants were in dire
straits because their crops had failed the previous two years. The sight of the
starving and ragged villagers deeply pained Sri Ramakrishna. He sent for
Mathur Babu and asked him to remit their taxes and give them a
sumptuous feast and some clothes. Mathur Babu replied: "Father, you do not
know how much suffering there is in the world. But it will not help much to
remit people's taxes." "You are merely Mother's steward, and these are
Mother's tenants," said Sri Ramakrishna. "Let Mother's money be spent. They
are suffering so much and won't you help them? You must. " Since Mathur
Babu regarded Sri Ramakrishna as an Incarnation of God, he had to accede
to the Master's request.
I shall mention a second incident. It happened at Deoghar in Bihar. The
Master was going on a pilgrimage with Mathur Babu and others. In those
days the Master lived almost constantly in a high spiritual state. When they
arrived at Deoghar, Sri Ramakrishna found the local people [Santhals, an
aboriginal tribe] practically naked and extremely emaci ated from
starvation. Seeing their pitiful condition, he left the palanquin and asked
Mathur Babu who they were. The people had been suffering from a terrible
famine for the past two years, and the Master had never seen such misery
before. When Mathur Babu explained everything to him, Sri Ramakrishna
said that they must be given oil, bathed, clothed, and fed well. Mathur Babu
resisted, but Sri Ramakrishna said he would not leave — he would live
with them until their misery was relieved. Mathur Babu had no choice
but to do what he was told. Those two incidents happened before I met
the Master, but I heard about them from his own lips.
I will mention here two incidents that occurred in our presence which
illustrate how Sri Ramakrishna was not satisfied with the mere verbal
expression of sympathy and love for the afflicted. He actually instructed
Swami Vivekananda and us to remove their misery. One day at Dak-
shineswar Sri Ramakrishna said in an ecstatic mood: "Jiva is Shiva [
human beings are Divine]. Who can show mercy? Not mercy, but service —
by looking upon human beings as God." Swami Vivekananda was present,
and after hearing the Master's words, full of deep meaning, he said to us:
"Today I have listened to noble words. If the opportunity ever comes, I
shall proclaim this great truth to the world." If anyone seeks the origin of
the innumerable works of service that are being done by the Ramakrishna
Mission in various places, he will find it in this incident.
The other incident took place in the beginning of 1886. The Master was ill and
under medical treatment at the Cossipore garden house near Calcutta. It
was there in that same year that he entered into maha-
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I
Sri Ramakrishna's Personality
Everything about Sri Ramakrishna is superhuman. I heard from his own
lips, "The key to this room has to be turned the reverse way." This
means that if anybody wants to attain knowledge, worldly means will be
of no avail. Sri Krishna also taught the same thing: "In that which is
night to all beings, the man of self-control is awake; and where all
beings are awake, there is night for the sage who sees." Sri
Ramakrishna's pure life is a glowing example of this teaching of the
Gita [2.69]. His life is beyond ordinary human understanding. For what
people regard as good was bad in his eyes, and what people regard as
giving them happiness and peace he knew to be the cause of all misery
and restlessness. His divine power was unparalleled and irresistible. In
order to explain this phenomenon it is necessary to cite a few instances
from his life.
Wherever there is the play of great power, there God manifests. Now one
may ask: What greatness can be found in a temple priest, who draws a
monthly salary of only seven rupees, that would make people revere him
as a manifestation of God? From a human viewpoint it seems to be
impossible. A few years ago Sri Ramakrishna's greatness was not known
to the world at large, but today there is no nation that has not heard of
him and does not regard him with great reverence. What is the reason?
His poverty and lack of education are two factors that highlight his
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of his infinite glory. If you are eager to know the Truth, then meditate
on the all-purifying, all-compassionate life of Sri Ramakrishna. Gradu
ally the self-luminous Truth will reveal itself in your heart, and you will
attain infinite strength, peace, and joy. You will consider yourself as
blessed.
II
Sri Ramakrishna and Keshab Chandra Sen
It was really Keshab Chandra Sen who may be said to have discovered
Sri Ramakrishna and made him known to the world. At that time Keshab
was the most prominent figure in Calcutta. His church was always
crowded, and many young men were his ardent admirers. It was indeed
impossible not to be moved by him. When he stood in his church, dressed
in his white robe, and talked with God, the tears streaming down his face,
there was not a dry eye in the whole congregation. He was a really great
soul and a true devotee. Sri Ramakrishna had heard of him, and, learning
that he was staying in a garden not far from Dakshineswar, he expressed
a desire to go to see him.
When he entered, Keshab was sitting in meditation surrounded by a
number of his disciples. These half-Europeanized youths looked scorn
fully at the plainly clad sadhu [monk] and when, as soon as Keshab
opened his eyes, the visitor said, "I see that your tail has dropped off,"
they all began to laugh aloud, believing the stranger to be mad. Keshab
checked them. Then the Master, apparently unmindful of the rudeness of
the boys, explained: "You see, when a tadpole is young and has a tail, it
can live only in the water, but when its tail drops off, it can live both in
water and on land. So I see you can live both in the world and in God."
Then Keshab turned to his disciples and said, "You see what words of
wisdom this holy man speaks," and they were all abashed.
I had a desire to see the paramahamsa at Dakshineswar because Keshab
had spoken of him in such high terms, so one day I went with fifteen or
twenty other boys. I was then reading for F.A. [First Arts] and the
others were all preparing for their matriculation. Being the eldest of the
band, the conversation was addressed to me.
The first time anyone went to the Master, he would ask the visitor a
question which was always on the subject about which that person knew
most. The visitor would begin at once to talk eloquently, as if he were
teaching the Master, who would listen most intently. The man would talk on
confidently, but he was sure to commit some blunder.
Then the Master would check him gently and point out his error with so
much wisdom that the man would hear in wonder, suddenly realizing that
this man to whom he was talking so freely was in reality a great
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sage. And never again would the visitor venture to speak in his presence.
This happened to me. Sri Ramakrishna asked me whether I believed in a
formless God or God with form. I began talking very glibly about
whether there was a God at all. But it was the last time I ever talked
before him.
It cannot be said that any of Sri Ramakrishna's disciples came to him
directly through Keshab Sen, but Keshab's devotion to him undoubtedly
had much influence in leading them to the Master. Keshab used to urge
Sri Ramakrishna to come to his Brahmo Samaj, and once the Master went
there. When Keshab saw him enter he came down from his high seat and
indicated to Sri Ramakrishna to take his place there. But the Master said:
"No, no. Go on with your exercises as you always have them." He had no
desire to enter into rivalry with Keshab or to usurp his high place. The
Master used to pray: "Let all name and fame belong to Keshab, O Mother!
Grant only that I may have true devotion for thy Holy Feet."
Once he was invited to attend a theatrical performance given by Keshab'
s Samaj. One of the members of the Samaj, in talking with the Master,
said: "Keshab is such a great lover of God. He must be an incarnation of
Lord Gauranga, and Pratap Majumdar is always his companion, so he
must be an incarnation of Nityananda. Now who are you?" The Master
clasped his hands, bowed his head, and replied, "I am their servant."
When Keshab heard of this conversation he turned to the man and said:
"You fool! How could you talk in such a senseless way?"
One day the Master was explaining to Keshab the different stages of
bhakti [devotion]. Keshab asked eagerly, "And then what comes?" "
Keshab, if I tell you," the Master replied, "you will have to give up your
teaching. All idea of teacher and student will disappear. Are you ready
for that?" "No," Keshab replied, "I do not wish to go so far." At that time
he was the guru of thousands who looked to him for guidance, and he
felt it his duty to help humanity. Sri Ramakrishna used to declare that
Keshab was an eternal worker of God and would have to come again and
again to help mankind.
how he knew so clearly what was in others' minds, the Master replied: "
When you look through a window, you see everything in the room, do
you not? So when I look into a person's eyes, I see all that is behind."
Sri Ramakrishna never preached. If he went anywhere it was to be
among good men and be blessed by their holy association. That was his
idea. But when he was with them the Divine Mother would rise up in
him and he would begin to talk. It mattered not whether there were a
few listeners or many.
Sri Ramakrishna was most careful in his speech and manner. Compared
to him we are all boors. When do we call a man mad? When there is
incoherence in his thought and words, or when he behaves differently
from others. But neither of these was true of Sri Ramakrishna. He was
always most courteous, and every word he uttered was full of wisdom.
Even when he would sit and talk to his Divine Mother people could not
possibly have taken him to be mad. For what was he doing? He was
shaping the lives of those who sat there before him awe-struck by his
words. He was satisfying the needs of each of those hearts and lifting
their burdens.
He had such wonderful power. Every time one went to see him one felt
as if a great load had been taken off one's back and mind. Whatever
doubt was in one's mind was sure to be cleared, without putting any
question. Yet the Master was always simple and humble in his manner
towards everyone, always ready to learn even from a baby.
[Sri Ramakrishna once asked a pandit:] "Have you a commission from the
Lord? Has he commanded you to teach?" When the pandit admitted he had
not, Sri Ramakrishna said: "Then all your lectures are worthless. People
will hear you for a time but it will not last." What he said proved true.
Soon the pandit lost all his popularity, everyone began to criticize him,
and he had to give up. Then one day he came to Dakshineswar and
prostrated before Sri Ramakrishna, saying: "All this while we have been
chewing the chaff and you have been eating the kernel. We have been
content with dry books while you have been enjoying life."
When the Master spoke of Sita, he would become Sita altogether, so
that there would be absolutely no difference between him and Sita. If
Vaishnava devotees came to him, at once he would become like Lord
Gauranga. He would act, speak, and look like him — so much so that
the devotees would prostrate before him, saying, "We see Lord Gau-
ranga in you."
Once a Christian Quaker came to him, and as Sri Ramakrishna talked of
Christ, tears began to trickle down the man's face and he fell down
clasping his feet and crying, "I have found Christ in you." In the same
way, when Muslims came he would so completely identify himself with
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Muhammad that they would see their Prophet in him. Yet behind all
these different manifestations there was always the one Sri Rama
krishna.
The Vaishnavas were in the habit of holding bhajans [devotional singing]
, and since they regarded Sri Ramakrishna as a paramahamsa [illumined
soul], they once asked him to attend one of their meetings. In the hall
where they met there was a high seat which was regarded as Lord
Gauranga's seat. It was the custom to begin their singing by invoking
Lord Gauranga to come down and occupy his place. Otherwise it would
not be possible for them to praise the Lord properly. It was actually
believed that he did come down and sit on the seat.
On that day when the Master was present, as soon as they began their
invocation, he immediately got up and went and sat down on the sacred
seat. Some people thought it was all right, for he was known to be a
very holy man, but others were indignant. Seeing, however, that he was
in samadhi and also perhaps being afraid of Hriday, who was with him
and who, being a very stalwart man, always acted as the Master's
bodyguard, they did not dare disturb him. The meeting therefore con-
tinued, and Sri Ramakrishna remained in his place.
Among those who objected to the Master's sitting in Lord Gauranga's seat
was a famous monk, Bhagavan Das. He expressed his disapproval very
boldly. Some time after, hearing of the many things Bhagavan Das had
said against him, Sri Ramakrishna expressed a wish to go to him. Mathur
Babu procured a boat and they set out, but all the time Mathur Babu kept
on saying: "Why, Baba [Father], do you want to go to that man? He must
be a very wicked person to talk as he has. Why should we go there?" But
Sri Ramakrishna answered, "Let us go." When they reached the place,
instead of getting down himself from the boat, he sent Hriday to see
whether the sadhu cared to receive him. When Bhagavan Das heard that
he had come, he ran to the boat and prostrated before him, crying: "Oh,
forgive me, forgive me. I did not know who you were." Sri Ramakrishna
at once comforted him and restored peace to his mind.
Bhagavan Das was a really great monk, and he had the power now and
then of entering into samadhi. It seems that while he was in that state,
it was revealed to him who Sri Ramakrishna was, and when he realized
what a great mistake he had made, he was inconsolable. After that he
went around telling everyone that Sri Ramakrishna had a right to take
Lord Gauranga's seat, for he was a Divine Manifestation.
The Master never condemned any man. He was ready to excuse
everything. He used to tell us that the difference between man and God
was this: If a man failed to serve God ninety-nine times, but the hun
dredth time served him with even a little love, God forgot the ninety-
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nine times he had failed and would say, "Oh! my devotee served me so
well today." But if a man served another man well ninety-nine times
and the hundredth time failed in his service, the man would forget the
ninety-nine good services and say, "That rascal failed to serve me one
day." If there was the least spark of good in anyone, Sri Ramakrishna
saw only that and overlooked all the rest.
grow so restless that he would even weep. Once when I was with him, he
kept running first to the Ganga side of his room, then to the road side, to
see whether Naren was coming. At last he told me to bring a carriage. I
ran two miles to get one, and together we drove to Naren's house. We
found him in his dingy room on the ground floor. "Why have you come?
" he asked, with evident annoyance on seeing the Master. "What will my
family think when they see a sadhu coming to see me like this?" In
reality, however, he was annoyed that the Master was paying him so
much honour.
Sri Ramakrishna used to explain that among his disciples there were
certain ones who were his antar-anga — that is, his inner circle — that
they would always come with him whenever he incarnated. These were
Narendra, Rakhal, Baburam, and Niranjan. He always predicted that
Niranjan would not survive him long, and he did not. Of these antar-anga,
he said that Naren would be the one who would understand him most
fully.
This understanding did not come at once, however. Again and again
doubt of the Master rose, and Naren would shed bitter tears over his lack
of faith. Instead of reproaching him, Sri Ramakrishna would weep with
him and strive to comfort him. Still doubt came. Even at the end, only a
short time before the Master left the body, it rose, but found no expres
sion. The Master caught his thought, however, and he repeated three
times with great emphasis, "He who was Rama, he who was Krishna, has
now become Ramakrishna." The threefold repetition indicated the
unquestionable truth of the statement.
While Naren was still attending college he used to study all day and
spend the night in meditation. This constant use of the brain brought on
a severe pain in his head, which kept him rolling on his bed for several
days. Hearing of it, the Master came to the house of a devotee nearby
and sent for him. "But he cannot get up from his bed," someone ex
plained. "Just tell him. He will come," the Master replied. Naren came
and as he sat down by the Master, the latter ran his hand lovingly
through his hair, saying: "Why, my boy, what is the matter? You have a
headache, have you?" Naren said that at once all the pain left him.
It was only on Sundays that there was a crowd at the temple. On other
days the Master was left alone with his few chosen ones. Not everyone
could stay with him only those whom he chose to have. And why did
he keep them? In order that in one night he might make them perfect.
Just as a goldsmith gives shape to a lump of gold, so he would mould
them so that their whole life would be changed and they could never
forget the impression he had stamped on them.
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mindful of the Mother, the person would gradually lose all taste for the
pleasures of the senses.
The Master never told us that anything was "wrong." On the contrary, he
used to say: "Go and have a good time. The responsibility will be mine. »
He knew there was nothing wrong in the pleasures of the world
that by tasting them his children would come to realize their worth
lessness and be satisfied only with higher pleasures. He was not merely
the helper of the good, he was also the helper of the wicked. He tolerated
and loved both. He wanted his children to be always happy. And if one
of us came with the least shadow on his face, the Master could not bear
that, and he would at once scold us.
Just by looking at a man he could tell what that person was fit for. If he
saw that he was falsely leading a religious life, he would say to him, "
Go and get married." If he saw that a man was ready to renounce, he
would not ask him directly to give up, but he would direct his mind in
such a way that the man would, of his own accord, renounce. He used to
say that by seeing even one corner of a man's toe, he could make out
just what sort of man he was.
At one time there was a very poor boy who used to come almost daily to
Sri Ramakrishna, but the Master would never take any of the food he
brought. We did not know why. Finally one day Sri Ramakrishna said: "
This poor fellow comes here because he has a great desire to be rich.
Very well. Let me taste a little of what he has brought." And he took a
small quantity of the food. The boy's situation began to improve imme
diately, and today he is one of the most prosperous men of Calcutta.
Our Master never asked anyone to renounce, but he would give such a
direction to the mind that the man would do so of his own accord. I had
heard a great deal about the beauties of the Sufi poets, so I determined
to learn Persian in order to be able to read them in the original. I
bought several Persian textbooks and began to study most diligently.
Often when I was at Dakshineswar I would go off to some corner with
my books instead of staying to serve the Master. One day he called to
me and I did not hear him. He had to call a second time. When I came
to him, he asked, "What were you doing?" I told him. He said, "If you
neglect your duty in order to learn Persian, you will lose what little
devotion you have." Not many words, but they sufficed. By that time I
had purchased fifteen or twenty rupees' worth of books, but I threw all
of them into the Ganga, and for fourteen years I did not read a book.
Only when I came to Madras, where people care so much for learning,
did I begin to study again.
There was one boy who often came to Dakshineswar to see the Master. One
day the Master took him into the temple and, touching his heart,
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gave him a vision of the Divine. Afterwards he explained that the boy
would not be able to realize God in this life, but he wished to show him
what he would attain in his next birth so that he might be encouraged to
struggle for it. I remember that once he took the karma [the effect of
past actions] of a certain devotee on himself and suffered from a serious
bodily disorder for six months.
Religion as Sri Ramakrishna taught it was never vague or dismal. It went
to the man where he was and lifted him up. It was not like an eagle,
which soars high in the air and calls to the tortoise, "Come up here." Can
the tortoise ever hope to rise so high? No, it can only say, "If you will
come and lift me up, then I can go up there." So Sri Ramakrishna in his
teaching came down and carried the man up by degrees. It gave him new
hope and courage.
"God may come at any time," he would say, "but this need not frighten
us. When the king wishes to visit one of his servants, he knows the
servant will not have soft cushions and the proper things with which to
receive him, so the day before he comes, he sends other servants to
cleanse everything and prepare for his reception. Similarly, God, before
he comes to the heart, sends his servants to make it ready for his coming.
And who are those servants? Purity, chastity, humility, loving-kindness.
Or again, as in the east the red glow in the sky tells us that the sun is
about to rise, so just by looking at a man one can tell whether God will
come soon to him."
Bhavanath was one of those whom the Master spoke of as having been "
born perfect." He also said that Bhavanath and Narendra had a special
affinity. But Bhavanath married. One day the Master told me to go to
him, saying I could learn much from him. I wondered why he should
send me to a householder to learn, but when I saw Bhavanath I under
stood. As we sat talking of God, he went into meditation, and tears of
bliss and devotion poured down his cheeks. One could see that he was
completely immersed in God.
Puma was another beloved disciple of Sri Ramakrishna. He was brought
to see the Master when he was only nine years old. "Who am I?" the
Master asked the boy. Puma replied without a moment's hesitation, "
You are an Incarnation of the Deity." Then the Master asked him if he
spent some time each day thinking of God. The boy replied that he often
meditated and that when he did, tears of joy streamed out of the outer
corners of his eyes. The Master always said of him that he had attained
the highest stage of bhakti. He loved him so much that he would now
and then stand and wait at the gate of his school to give the boy some
sweetmeat. And whenever he went to the house of any devotee in
Calcutta, he always asked that Purna be brought to see him.
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Purna, however, was a rich man's son, and his parents were afraid that he
might be led away from them and become a sannyasin, so they did not let
him go about freely.
One day the Master, who was in Calcutta for the day, sent one of his disciples
to bring Purna. The gatekeeper said the boy was sleeping and should not be
disturbed, so the disciple came back to the Master without Purna. Then the
Master sent me, and I somehow always managed to do whatever he asked of
me. I went, pushed my way past the gatekeeper at Purna's house, and went
upstairs to the hall where he lay asleep beside his brothers. I stooped down
and pinched him gently. The boy woke up. I whispered to him why I had
come, and together we slipped out softly, told some story to the gatekeeper,
and ran to the Master.
Suresh [Surendra Nath Mittra] was an arch-sceptic and he laughed at
the devotion which Balaram and some of his friends showed for the
paramahamsa at Dakshineswar. One day he accompanied Balaram to
the temple, determined to confound him by his arguments against belief
in God. But when he sat down in the presence of the simple sadhu, his
mind, so he told me afterwards, became a perfect blank. He could
remember nothing of all the fine arguments he had intended to present.
The Master spoke kindly to him as he did to everyone. Then with
apparent unconcern he began to tell him certain facts about his life.
Suresh at once recognized his divine power and, falling at his feet,
became his devoted follower. It was he who contributed much towards
the maintenance of the disciples when they came to live with their
Master, and who provided meals for those who visited him at Dak-
shineswar.
On one occasion when the Master was talking with his disciples [at
Shyampukur], he suddenly became entirely abstracted and for ten or fifteen
minutes remained in that state. When he returned to outer consciousness,
he explained, "I have been with Suresh." Suresh himself told later that he
was sitting before the newly set up image of the Divine Mother [in his
home], weeping because the Master had not come to see it, for it was the
first time he had remained away from the Durga Puja [worship of the
Divine Mother]. Suddenly he saw the Master before him, consoling him. [
The Master stayed with him for a little while, and then went away, leaving
Suresh's mind perfectly pacified. ]
Sri Ramakrishna had practised pranayama [breath control] so much
that he had formed a habit of remaining for long periods without
breathing. Now and then he would stop breathing entirely. Even after
we came to him, he used to tell us, "Whenever you see that I am not
breathing, please remind me." Sometimes when he was sleeping, we
would see that the breath had stopped. Then we would wake him up
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and tell him, "Master, you are not breathing." "Oh, thank you!" he would
say and again begin to breathe.
[During his twelve years of sadhana] the Master did not know when the
sun rose or when it set. He did not know whether he had taken food or
not. Occasionally when a moment's consciousness would come, he
would feel as if someone were dwelling inside him and he would ask: "
Who are you? Why are you here?" So completely had the Mother
possessed him!
His body was especially manufactured to stand the shock of these
manifestations. It was not an ordinary body. He used to say, "If one-
millionth part of the emotion I feel should come to an ordinary man,
his body would break to pieces, just as when a mad bull gets into a
garden, it tears and uproots everything there." He would compare his
religious devotion to a mad elephant.
His mind was so constantly turned towards God that even when he was
eating he would often not be conscious of it and someone would have to
tell him when he had eaten enough. "Have I taken enough?" he would
ask, and if the person said that he had, then at once he would stop.
Once none of his own people were with him and when he asked some
other man who happened to be there, "Have I had enough?" and the man
replied, "Yes," the Master said, "Very well, I will not take anymore."
Just then Hriday came in and seeing that the Master had taken only one-
half his usual quantity of food, he insisted on his eating more. The
Master then perceived that he was still feeling hungry, but he said, "No,
I have said I would eat no more and I cannot break my word."
The Master was extremely fond of ice. One day when it was very hot I
walked from Calcutta to Dakshineswar [six miles] to carry him a piece of
ice wrapped in paper. It was just noontime and the sun's rays were so strong
that they blistered my body. When the Master saw me, he began to say, "
Oh! Oh!" as if he were in pain. I asked him what was the matter, and he said
that as he looked at my body, his own began to burn. Strange to say, the ice
did not melt at all on the way.
Among the devotees, however, was a cloth merchant. One day Sri
Ramakrishna requested him to dye a bolt of cloth ochre and bring it to
him. When it was brought, he told the boys to put the cloths on, take
begging bowls, and go out to beg [food] for him. This was his simple way
of making them sannyasins. He needed no rites or ceremonials. The spirit
of renunciation wound itself about them with the ochre cloth and bound
them to holy self-denial for all time. The fire of the Master's word, the
purifying power of his touch, were sufficient consecration.
[During the Master's last months, when he lay ill in an upstairs room at the
Cossipore garden house, his privacy was strictly guarded by one disciple
who acted as gatekeeper. One day Manmatha, a ruffian youth, came to
Cossipore to see the Master, but he was not allowed to go upstairs to his
room.] When the Master heard that Manmatha was downstairs, he had him
brought up at once. I was in the Master's room at the time, but he sent me
out and the two were alone for a long while. Then the Master called me
back and told me to bring one of his photographs. This he took and with his
own hand gave it to Manmatha. That young man took it and without speak
ing a word to anyone ran out of the house as if he were mad. From that
moment he lost all consciousness of the world, of everything, and day and
night he sat repeating "Priya Nath, Priya Nath [Beloved Lord, Beloved
Lord]." When all the rest of the community was sleeping, one could hear
those words sounding out in the silence of the night.
Manmatha never returned to the Master. Like the pearl oyster, he had
got the drop of Svati rains and needed nothing more. But after the
Master passed away, he used to come often to our Math [monastery] at
Bara-nagore. For several months he came every evening. He would go
straight to the shrine, sit and meditate there for some time, then go
away without even coming to the part of the house where we lived.
Sometimes he would sing and he had a very beautiful voice. There was
one song of which Sri Ramakrishna had been particularly fond, and
Manmatha would sing it again and again. In this way would our Master
transform a life.
In Sri Ramakrishna there was absolutely no ego left. He could not use
the first personal pronoun "I." He would say instead, "Why do you not
come here [meaning, to him]? II Mother will illumine you," he would
say. In him the Divine was fully manifested. He preached God, nothing
but God, and his whole nature was God-like. We never knew what purity
was, we never knew what perfection was, what God was, until we saw
him.
1
The rain that falls when the star Svati ascends. It is believed that the oyster waits for a
drop of that rain and makes a pearl out of it.
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before us, which meant living and serving humbly. He never talked to us
of a special mission or special work. If we had believed we had some
special work to do, probably we would have lived very differently. We
would not have spent our strength in so many severe austerities.
III
Sri Ramakrishna in Vrindaban
(Two Letters of Swami Ramakrishnananda to Swami Premananda)
Alambazar Math
26 December 1895
from the Nidhuban against the will of Gangamata, who cried out in protest.
Thus he finished the visit to Vrindaban, went back to Mathura with
Mathur, and then left for Calcutta. While in Vrindaban he wore the garb of a
Vaishnava. In my next letter I shall write further details.
Yours, etc.,
Shashi (Ramakrishnananda)
14 Paush
(December, year unknown)
Brother Baburam:
The Master received the Vaishnava garb from a priest at Radhakunda
whose name was Chatura. While at Vrindaban he always carried a
bamboo stick. Sometimes Hriday took it away from him and this upset the
Master. He was unhappy until he got it back. In Vrindaban he could not walk
even a step. He took his bath in the Jamuna sitting inside the palanquin.
Yours, etc.,
Shashi (Ramakrishnananda)
Noticing Vijay's ochre cloth, the Master said: "Nowadays Vijay is very
fond of the ochre colour. Generally people dye their cloths and chadars
ochre, but Vijay even dyes his shirt and shoes. That is good. A state comes
when one wishes to do so, and he does not wear clothes of any other
colour. The ochre colour is indeed the mark of renunciation. It reminds
the aspirant that he has renounced everything for God." Vijay then
bowed down to the Master, who blessed him heartily, saying: "Peace!
Peace! Peace be unto you."
When the Master was singing the Mother's name, another thing
happened. It shows how keen was his power of observation, though he
always remained in an indrawn state. While singing, the Master looked at
Baburam and immediately realized that he was hungry and thirsty. The
Master knew that Baburam would not eat before him, so he asked for
some sweets and water for himself. He then took a little and gave the rest
to Baburam and other devotees.
Vijay began his evening prayer downstairs, and the Master was taken to
the inner apartment for supper. It was nine o'clock. Meanwhile we came
downstairs to attend Vijay's prayer. After some time the Master also
joined the prayer and sat there for fifteen minutes. About ten o'clock the
Master asked for a carriage so he could return to Dakshineswar. He then
put on his socks, coat, and the cap that covered his ears in order to protect
himself from the cold. He slowly got into the carriage with Baburam and
others, and we left for home.
of the truth of his words, as if they saw them enacted before their very
eyes.
On wondering how these pictures could immediately come to his mind,
we point out that the cause lies in his extraordinary memory, his
wonderful comprehension, his keen power of observation, and his
unique presence of mind. But the Master always said that the Divine
Mother's grace was the only cause of it. He used to say: "Mother sits in
the heart of him who entirely depends on her, and she makes him say
whatever he has to say by showing it to him through unmistakable
signs. Mother keeps his mind filled with a stock of knowledge which
she continually supplies from her never-failing store of wisdom,
whenever it appears to run short. Thus it never gets exhausted, however
much he may spend from it." Explaining this fact one day, he
mentioned the following event:
There was a government magazine to the north of the Kali temple at
Dakshineswar where some Sikh soldiers lived in order to guard it. All of
them were very devoted to the Master, and sometimes they would take
him to their quarters and have him clear their doubts on various
religious matters. The Master said: "One day they asked, 'How should a
person live in the world so that he may realize God?' I immediately saw
before my eyes a picture of a husking machine. Paddy was being husked
and one person was carefully pushing the paddy into the mortar where
the pestle was falling. As soon as I saw it, I realized that Mother was
explaining to me that one should live in the world as cautiously as that.
Just as the person who sits near the mortar and pushes the paddy is
always careful that the pestle does not fall on his hand, so a person
engaged in worldly activities should always take care that he does not
get entangled in them, by being conscious that the worldly affairs are
not his. It is only then that he can escape bondage without being hurt
and lost. As soon as I saw the picture of the husking machine, Mother
raised this idea in my mind, and I then told it to the soldiers. They were
highly pleased to hear it. Such pictures come before me when I talk to
people."
Another characteristic was observed in the Master's method of teaching:
He never confused an inquirer by speaking unnecessary words. He used
to carefully discern the subject and the aim of the person's question and
then answer it in a few conclusive sentences. Furthermore, in order to
convince that person, the Master would present illustrations in the
aforesaid manner. His "statement of conclusion" was the special char
acteristic of his method of teaching. He would state as an answer only
that which he knew to be true in his heart of hearts. He would not say
that no other solution of the problem was possible. Nevertheless, that
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than we knew about ourselves, and that his words always came true, then
we had no choice but to accept him.
One day the Master was seated in the Panchavati grove when the Divine
Mother Durga came over the Ganga. Slowly, she walked towards him
and merged into his body. The Master later told Hriday: "Mother Durga
came. Look, her footprints are still in the dust."
Those who have lived with holy people know how they constantly talk
about God even when besieged with dangers and misfortunes. We
witnessed this in Sri Ramakrishna's life. He was then suffering from
terminal cancer, and he lived for six months with almost no food. But
the people around him were experiencing a current of bliss. During that
critical time of his life, he gave secret instructions in sadhana to his
disciples, answered their vital questions, and distributed uninterrupted
bliss of God. We did not see any sign of pain or suffering in him.
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Sri Ramakrishna used to say, "God dwells even in stones and trees, but
he manifests especially in human hearts and he plays with human beings.
" He further said: "If there were no human beings or devotees, who would
recognize or respect God? Who would comprehend the infinite power of
God and spread his glory by writing the Vedas and Vedanta? The lives of
the devotees testify to the existence of God. These three the Bhagavata
[the scriptures], the bhakta [the devotee], and the Bhagavan [the Lord] —
are one and the One is the three."
Sometimes avatars, or Divine Incarnations, come to this world in
cognito. About this the Master said: "Sometimes a king visits his capital
publicly with his convoy and trumpeters, but at other times, in order to
observe the true conditions and activities of his subjects, he moves
around in disguise. As soon as the people recognize him they whisper
among themselves: 'He is the king. He is visiting us disguised as an
ordinary person.' Then the king immediately leaves that place. Similarly
the avatar appears sometimes publicly and sometimes secretly."
The Master further said about avatars: "An avatar will never get
liberation. As an executive officer of an estate rushes to a place where
there is chaos or disturbance, so the avatar comes to relieve the
sufferings of people whenever there is any unusual condition in the
Divine Mother's vast empire that is, in the world." From this
statement do not think that the avatar is ever under the control of maya.
He is, by nature, the master of maya and is established in his own Self.
He is never bound. So the question of his liberation does not arise at all.
He is the beacon light of the spiritual world, and his pure life will be the
object of worship all through the ages.
The Master came to make religion easy. People were being crushed under
the weight of rules and regulations. According to the Master, no special
time and place are necessary to repeat the Lord's name and to worship
him. In whatever condition one may be, one can repeat his name. The
Master never gave too much importance to external observances. As to
means, he taught that one should adopt whichever suits one best. If you
like God with form, that will lead you to the goal. If you like God
without form, well and good. Stick to it and you will progress. Even if
you doubt his existence, then ask him thus: "I do not know whether you
exist or not, whether you are formless or with form. Please let me know
your real nature." As to changing clothes, taking a bath, and other
external observances, if you can observe them, well and good; if not, go
on calling on him without paying much attention to all of these.
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The Master once sang a song to me and said, "Assimilate any one of these
ideas and you will reach the goal." The song runs as follows:
Thou art my All in All, O Lord! the Life of my life,
the Essence of essence;
In the three worlds I have none else but thee to call my own.
Thou art my peace, my joy, my hope; thou my support,
my wealth, my glory;
Thou my wisdom and my strength.
Thou art my home, my place of rest; my dearest friend,
my next of kin;
My present and my future, thou; my heaven and my salvation.
Thou art my scriptures, my commandments; thou art my
ever-gracious Guru;
Thou the Spring of my boundless bliss.
Thou art the Way, and thou the Goal; thou the Adorable One, O Lord!
Thou art the Mother tender-hearted; thou the chastising Father;
Thou the Creator and Protector;
Thou the Helmsman who dost steer my craft across the sea of life.
The Guru Gita says: If God is displeased with a person, he can again
please God through devotion to the guru, but if the guru is displeased,
none can help that person transcend the terrible darkness of maya. For
that reason Sri Ramakrishna used to say to his westernized young
disciples (pointing to his own body): "Look! This body is only a case,
and holding it, the ever-conscious, blissful Mother is teaching people.
For that reason those who come to me, touch me, and serve me, will be
inspired and soon realize God. But serve me with special love and care.
If you do not pay me respect, I shall not be mad at you. But the Mother
who is within me, if she, being neglected, hisses at you, you will suffer.
" Once a bohemian devotee of Sri Ramakrishna was disgusted with his
shameful life. He could not cope with his pain and mental despair, so he
released his tension by saying abusive words about the Master. When
Sri Ramakrishna heard about it he became worried about the devotee
and said affectionately: "Let him say to me whatever he wants. Has he
said anything to the person who is within me? I hope he has not said
those abusive words to my blissful Mother."
We think we are very weak, and this is a great defect with us. The
more we think this way, the weaker we become. Such an attitude is as
harmful as pride. Both are impediments to real progress and should be
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shunned. This is what Sri Ramakrishna used to say. Once the Holy Bible
was read out to him. From the very beginning there were references to
the doctrine of sin in it. After hearing a little and finding that it talked of
nothing but sin, he refused to listen anymore. He used to say: "Just as in
the case of snakebite, if the patient can be made to believe that there is
no poison at all, he will be all right. Similarly, if one constantly thinks, '
I have taken the name of the Lord, so I am sinless,' one becomes pure."
The more we give up such ideas as "I am sinful," "I am weak," the better
for us. The Almighty God dwells in human beings. We are part of God.
We are his children. How can we be weak? Our strength comes from
him. We can never be weak. So the greatest sin is to think oneself weak
and sinful.
done, they may upset the brain or lead to some dangerous results. He advised
us especially to meditate. He was insistent on it. All his emphasis was laid on
prayer and meditation.
your Samaj broke up. You accept all as your followers without testing
them. But I do not accept anyone without doing so." It was indeed
wonderful in how many different ways the Master used to examine the
devotees that came to him. He had had no formal education, yet he had
mastered many wonderful methods of gauging human character. Was
it due to the revival of knowledge acquired in past lives? Or to his
supersensuous vision and omniscience attained through sadhana? Or to
his being a Divine Incarnation, as he sometimes described himself to his
intimate disciples?
We always found that when a person first came to him, he would look
at him with special attention. If he felt attracted towards the visitor, he
would talk about spiritual things with him and ask that person to visit
him occasionally. As days passed and the visits continued, Sri Rama
krishna would observe, unknown to the visitor himself, the shape of his
body and limbs, the nature of his thoughts, the intensity of his carnal
desires, and the extent of his love for the Master. From these minute
observations, he would arrive at a sure conclusion about his latent
spirituality, and before long he would have a firm grasp of the person's
character. And if he felt the necessity of knowing any hidden facts about
the person's inner nature, he would learn about them through his keen
yogic vision. About this he once said to us: "During the early hours of
the morning, while awake and alone, I think of your spiritual welfare.
The Divine Mother shows me how far one has advanced on the spiritual
path, why another cannot progress, and so on." From this, however, let
us not conclude that his yogic power was active only at that time. From
his conversations at other times we understood that he could ascend at
will to high states of spiritual consciousness and obtain similar visions.
For he said, "Just as by merely looking at a glass case one can see all of
its contents, so I can know the inmost thoughts, tendencies, and every
thing of a person by merely looking at him."
The above, however, was only his general method of judging charac
ter. In the case of his special devotees, he used to apply other methods
also. In fact, their case was special in various senses. His first meetings
with them always came about in a peculiar manner. He was generally *
According to the Brahmo Marriage Act of 1872 no girl in a Brahmo family could be married
under the age of fourteen. But Keshab broke the rule when he arranged for his thirteen-year-
old daughter to be married to the Hindu Prince of Cooch Bihar.
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their hands and feet are supple. And even if their body is lean, the
muscles and tendons are so shaped that it does not appear as angular."
In order to ascertain the tendency of a person's mind, whether it was
towards good or evil, he would weigh the person's hand from the
fingers to the elbow in his own hand. If he found the weight less than
usual, he would conclude that the mind was towards good. We will cite
an example. While Sri Ramakrishna was staying at the Cossipore
garden, suffering from cancer, the younger brother of the present writer
came one day to visit the Master. The Master was very pleased to see
him. He made him sit near him, questioned him about various things,
and gave him many spiritual instructions. When I came in to see Sri
Ramakrishna, he asked me: "Is this your younger brother? He is a fine
boy and more intelligent than you. Let me see if he has good or bad
tendencies." So saying, he took my brother's hand into his own and
weighing it said, "Yes, he has good tendencies." He then asked: "Shall I
draw him [that is, draw his mind away from the world and turn it
towards God]? What do you say?" I replied, "Yes, sir, please do so."
But Sri Ramakrishna thought for a while and said: "No, no more. I have
taken one, and if I take this one also, your parents, especially your
mother, would be very grieved. I have displeased many a Shakti [
woman] in my life. No more now."
The Master used to say: "People having different mental tendencies
also have different ways of functioning physiologically, such as sleep
ing. Experts can find indications of character in these things. For ex
ample, all people do not breathe the same way in sleep. A worldly man
breathes one way, a man of renunciation another way."
Of women, Sri Ramakrishna used to say that there are two kinds: vidya
Shakti, of god-like nature, and avidya Shakti, of asuric nature, or low
nature. "Those of godly nature," he said, "eat and sleep little. They do
not care for sense enjoyment, they like to talk with their husbands about
religious subjects, and they save their husbands from evil thoughts and
impure acts by inspiring them with spiritual thoughts. They help their
husbands to live a spiritual life so that they [the husbands] may
ultimately realize God." But the avidya Shaktis are just the opposite. "
They eat and sleep a lot, and they want their husbands to think of
nothing but their happiness. If their husbands talk about religion they
become annoyed."
In this way Sri Ramakrishna told us many things. Once he examined
Naren's [Swami Vivekananda's] body that way. He was very much
pleased with the result. He said: "You have all the good marks on your
body, only during sleep you breathe heavily. Yogis say that this indicates
a short life."
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whether people saw me naked or not. But now I notice that some people
feel embarrassed, so I keep my cloth in my lap. Can you go naked, like
me, before others?" The boy said: "Sir, I do not know. But if you tell me
to do so I think I can." Sri Ramakrishna said: "Try it. Take off your
cloth, wrap it around your head, and walk around the temple courtyard."
The boy said: "No, sir. That I cannot do. I can do that only before you."
Sri Ramakrishna said: "Yes, others also say that they feel the same way.
They feel no shame before me, but they do so before others."
Once it was the second day of the bright fortnight. We had all retired.
The moonlight was beautiful. The flood tide coming in on the Ganga was
always a grand sight on such evenings. In the middle of the night Sri
Ramakrishna called us and said, "Come, come and see the incoming
flood tide." He himself then went to the embankment. Seeing the calm
waters of the Ganga rising in huge waves with the tide and splashing
against the embankment, he felt as happy as a boy and began to dance.
Now, on getting up, we had to fasten our clothes properly before we could
follow him, and that made us a little late. By the time we got to the
embankment, the moments of greatest beauty had passed. Only a few were
in time to see a part of it. Sri Ramakrishna was absorbed in his own joy.
When it was over he turned to us and said, "How did you enjoy it?" Hearing
that we had come too late because we had to dress, he said: "You fools. Do
you think the tide will wait for you to dress? Why didn't you leave your
cloth behind as I did?"
Sometimes he would ask a disciple if he wanted to marry and earn
money. If he replied that he would not marry but would have to enter
service for earning money, it would not satisfy the Master, who was a
great lover of freedom. He would say: "If you do not marry, why then be
the slave of someone all your life? Give your whole heart to God and
worship him. Having been born in the world, this should be your highest
ambition. If that is not possible, then marry, but make the realization of
God your highest goal and always maintain yourself honestly." Such
were Sri Ramakrishna's views. If, therefore, any disciple whom he
considered especially, or even fairly, gifted spiritually, married or
entered service to earn money, or worked for fame and wasted his
energy, he would take it very much to heart.
One of his young disciples [Swami Niranjanananda] accepted employment
to support his mother. When Sri Ramakrishna heard about it, he said, "If it
had not been for the fact that you did so for your old mother, I would have
never looked at you again." When another disciple came to Cossipore
garden to see Ramakrishna after his marriage, Sri Rama-krishna wept as if
he had lost a son. He put his arms around the young
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man's neck, and crying, said repeatedly, "Try not to sink in the world
forever by forgetting God."
All scriptures teach that progress in the spiritual path is impossible without
sincere faith. Knowing this, some of us would make it a point to believe in
everything and every person. But Sri Ramakrishna warned us against that.
Though he asked us to travel along the spiritual path with faith, he never
asked us to cease discriminating. One should use one's sense of right and
wrong both in the spiritual path and in worldly matters such, we think,
was his view.
Once one of the young disciples [Swami Yogananda] went to a shop
and bought an iron pot. He appealed to the religious feeling of the
shopkeeper and did not examine the pot closely. Afterwards he found
that the pot leaked. Sri Ramakrishna scolded him and said: "Because
you are a devotee of God, does that mean that you should be a fool? Do
you think a shopkeeper opens a shop to practise religion? Why did you
not examine the pot before you purchased it? Never act so foolishly
again. When you go out shopping, first determine the usual price of the
item by going around to several shops and then thoroughly examine the
thing you want to buy. And do not fail to demand the little extras where
allowed."
Sometimes some persons, having begun the practice of religion, become
so kindhearted that their kindness itself becomes a bondage to them and
even drags them down from the path of spirituality. Such is often the
case with softhearted persons. Sri Ramakrishna would instruct such
people to be firm and resolved. But those who were by nature
domineering and harsh, he would ask to be gentle. Swami Yogananda
was of a very mild nature. We never saw him get angry or abuse
anyone, even when there was reason enough for it. Though it was quite
against his nature and inclinations, because of his tender heart he
suddenly got married. His mother entreated him, and seeing her weep
he did not have the strength to refuse. It was only through the grace of
Sri Ramakrishna that he was saved from a life of bitter disappointment
and repentance. Sri Ramakrishna watched over him with great care and
tried in every way to cure his excessive mildness. The following is just
one instance that shows how even through the smallest things Sri
Ramakrishna instructed us:
A cockroach was once found among Sri Ramakrishna's clothes, so he
asked Swami Yogananda to take it out and kill it. But Swami Yogananda
took it outside the room and let it go without killing it. Sri Ramakrishna
asked, "Have you killed it?" Swami Yogananda said, "No, sir, I let it go."
Then Sri Ramakrishna scolded him and said: "I told you to kill the
cockroach, but you let it go. You should always do as I ask you to do.
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Otherwise, later in more serious matters also you will follow your own
judgment and come to grief."
One day Swami Yogananda came in a rowboat from Calcutta to
Dakshineswar. One of the passengers asked him where he was going, and
he told him that he was going to Dakshineswar to see Sri Rama-krishna.
Hearing this, the other passenger began to vilify Sri Rama-krishna's
character, saying: "Sri Ramakrishna only pretends. He eats well, sleeps
on a bed, and still he claims to be a saint, and he spoils young boys."
Swami Yogananada was very much pained to hear the man talk like that
about Sri Ramakrishna. He thought of rebuking him, but his gentle
nature prevailed and he thought: "Well, people do not know Sri
Ramakrishna, so they have odd ideas about him and criticize him. What
can I do?" He kept silent.
Coming to Dakshineswar, he told Sri Ramakrishna about the incident. He
thought Sri Ramakrishna did not care what people thought or said about
him, and so the matter would end there. But he was mistaken. Sri
Ramakrishna took it quite seriously. He said: "That man abused me for
nothing and you kept silent! Do you know what the scriptures say? You
must cut off the head of him who speaks ill of your guru, or leave his
presence at once. And you did not even protest against these false
accusations?"
Sri Ramakrishna trained each disciple in his own way, according to his
needs, so the treatment of one would sometimes be quite the reverse of
the treatment of another. In similar situations, under similar circum
stances, Sri Ramakrishna taught his different disciples different ways
of conduct. Let us illustrate this. We have just had Swami Yogananda's
case. Now let us see what happened to Swami Niranjanananda under
similar conditions.
Swami Niranjanananda was of a rough and ready temper. Once while he
was going to Dakshineswar in a rowboat some fellow passengers spoke ill
of Sri Ramakrishna. At first Swami Niranjanananda protested
vehemently. But when they continued their slandering talk, he became
very angry. He was so angry that he threatened to upset the boat and
drown them all. He was a strong man and a good swimmer. They all got
frightened and to save themselves began to pacify him in many ways.
Then he calmed down.
When Sri Ramakrishna heard about it he scolded Swami Niranjana-
nanda, saying: "Anger is like a pariah — an untouchable. You should
never yield to it. The anger of a good man disappears like a line drawn in
the water. Mean people will say many things, and if you want to quarrel
about that, you will pass your whole life quarreling. You should think in
such cases: 'What are people? They are like worms.' Pity them
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and overlook their weakness. Think of what an awful deed you were
about to do through your anger. What was the fault of the boatmen that
you should have put them also in danger?"
He would train his women disciples similarly. Once he said to one of
them who was particularly softhearted: "Suppose someone you know
takes great pains to help you on all occasions, but you feel that it is
because he is under the spell of your beauty, which he is too weak to
break. Would you be kind to the man? Wouldn't you, on the other hand,
deal a hard kick to his chest and stay away from him? So you see, you
cannot always be kind to all persons under all conditions. There must
be a limit, and you must discriminate."
We remember the case of a young man named Harish. He was a
strong man. He had a beautiful wife and a son and had enough means
to support them. Coming to Dalcshineswar a few times he felt a strong
disgust for worldly life. His simple nature, his devotion and gentleness
made him very dear to Sri Ramakrishna, so Sri Ramakrishna accepted
him as a disciple. From then on he passed most of his time at Dak
shineswar serving Sri Ramakrishna and meditating on the Lord. His
guardians began to oppress him, his father-in-law asked him to go back
to his home, his wife wept, but nothing could dissuade him from his
purpose. He paid no attention to all these entreaties and threats. He
remained silent and went on in his own way. The Master, to teach us
through his example, pointed out to us how calm and steadfast Harish
was, and he would say, "Those who are real men should be dead though
living, like Harish."
One day Sri Ramakrishna was told that because Harish had left them,
the whole family felt very sad and his wife was refusing to eat or drink.
Hearing this, Harish remained silent as before. But Sri Ramakrishna, in
order to test his mind, said to him: "Your wife is so very anxious to see
you. Why don't you go to see her once? She has no one to look after her.
What is the harm in consoling her once this time?" Harish became sad
and answered: "Sir, this is not the proper occasion to show compassion.
If I go there, I may fall into bondage again and forget the highest object
of life. Pray, do not ask me to do that." Sri Ramakrishna was highly
satisfied with his reply, and he often repeated Harish's words to us,
praising his spirit of renunciation.
We may cite many instances of Sri Ramakrishna's noticing the trifling
details of our daily lives and thereby understanding our mental qualities
and defects. Once he saw Swami Niranjanananda taking too much ghee
[clarified butter], and he said: "Why do you take so much ghee? Will you
afterwards run away with somebody's daughter or daughter-in-law?"
[He meant that such rich food would make it difficult for the disciple to control
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his passions.] When one of the boys, despite his disapproval, began the
study of medicine, he said: "You are supposed to renounce your desires,
but you are increasing them instead! How then will you make any
spiritual progress?"
4. He was never satisfied with merely knowing the character of his
disciples; he would also try to remedy their defects. And he would often
inquire about their spiritual progress. In order to ascertain it, he always
adopted a special means, which was his fourth method in examining his
disciples.
Sri Ramakrishna would often inquire if the regard and devotion for him,
which had first brought his disciples to him, were increasing or not. This
inquiry would take the following forms: He would sometimes question
his disciples about how far they could understand his spiritual conditions
and conduct. Or he would observe if they put complete faith in his
words. Or he would introduce them to other disciples, an intimacy with
whom, he thought, would deepen their own spiritual moods. And he
would not be finally certain of the spiritual future of a disciple until he
had learned to accept Sri Ramakrishna, intuitively and of his own accord,
as the expression of the highest spiritual ideal of the world.
This may astonish some, but a little thought will indicate that it was only
reasonable and natural. For what else could he do, knowing as he did that
there was an unprecedented influx of spirituality through him? He had
gone through long and superhuman austerity and meditation and had
attained samadhi. As a result, all his egoism had been totally destroyed,
and all chance of any delusion or error had been eliminated forever.
Necessarily, therefore, the complete memory of his past and omniscience
was revived in him. He felt in his inmost soul that the spiritual ideal that
was manifested through his mind and body had never before been
witnessed in the world, and he naturally concluded that whoever would,
in this age and with full understanding, seek to mould his life in the light
of the ideal that was embodied in him, would find his spiritual progress
easy and smooth. Need we wonder that he inquired of his disciples if
they understood him to be the highest spiritual ideal, and if they were
trying to build their lives in accordance with it?
The Master expressed this conviction of his in various ways. He would
say: "The coins current in the reigns of the Nawabs [Muslim kings]
became invalid during the Emperor's rule." "If you follow my
instructions, you will directly reach the goal." "Those whose present
birth is the last [that is, those who have been freed from their past karma
so that they will not have to be born again], will come here and accept
the spiritual ideas and ideals of this place." "Your Ishta [Chosen Deity]
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2We are reliably informed that Williams, after he had seen the Master a few times, became
convinced of his divinity. He gave up the world at the Master's advice, went to the
Himalayas to the north of the Punjab, and passed away there after practising hard
austerities.
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3 Nadia was the birthplace of Sri Chaitanya and the place of origin of Bengal Vaishnavism.
4It was the custom of Sri Ramakrishna to salute a person as soon as he met him. That is why he
said "a second time."
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around their nipples. In the great hero Arjuna these marks [black circles
around the nipples] were not present."
Besides the four methods described above, the Master also tested
Narendra in other ways. We shall cite two instances: One day he told
Narendra that he possessed many supernatural powers and that he
would like to transfer them to him. Narendra asked him if they would
help him to realize God. When the Master answered in the negative, he
sternly refused to have anything to do with them. This reply greatly
pleased the Master.
But the other test was more severe. Narendra's visits to Dakshineswar
were always hailed by Sri Ramakrishna with intense joy — so much so
that sometimes even a distant sight of Narendra would plunge him into
samadhi. But a day came when all this changed. Narendra came,
saluted, and sat before him, but there was no response from the Master.
The Master talked with others, but not with him. He even turned his
face away from him. The whole day passed in this way. In the evening,
Narendra saluted him and returned home. Several days after this he
again went to Dakshineswar. On that day also he met with the same
reception. The third and the fourth time also it was the same. Thus
passed one month.
Then one day Sri Ramakrishna called him to his side and said, "Tell me,
how is it that though I do not speak a word to you, you still continue to
come here?" Narendra replied: "Sir, it is not your words alone that draw
me. I love you and want to see you. Therefore I come." Sri Ramakrishna
was highly pleased with this answer. He said: "I was only testing you. I
wanted to see if you would stay away when I did not show you love and
attention. Only one of your calibre could put up with so much neglect
and indifference. Anyone else would have left me long ago and would
never have come again."
on, and his cloth was securely tied around his waist. One of his feet was
on the step of the carriage, and the other was inside. He was in a semi
conscious state, and it seemed as if someone quite drunk were being
taken out of the carriage. But when he got down, what a wonderful sight!
There was an indescribable radiance over his face. I thought: "I have
heard from the scriptures about the great sage Shukadeva. Is he the same
Shukadeva?" By that time many others had joined them, and they were
taken to the second floor of the house. I followed them. When the
Paramahamsa became a little conscious of the outer world, he opened his
eyes and saw a large picture of Mother Kali on the wall. Immediately he
saluted her and started to sing in a soul-bewitching manner. It stirred a
wave of devotion in all who had gathered there. The song expressed the
idea that Kali and Krishna are identical: "O Mother, for Yashoda
thou wouldst dance, when she called thee her precious Blue Jewel................ "
It is impossible to describe the extraordinary feeling this song
aroused in everybody. Two or three years later I went to Dakshineswar
and saw Sri Ramakrishna in his room.
I have done what a man ought to do. My aim was to live a pure life. I
used to read a great deal, eight or nine hours daily. I read many Puranas
and then Vedanta, and my mind finally settled on Vedanta. Once the
Master jokingly said to me: "Tell me something of Vedanta. Does not
Vedanta say that Brahman is true and the world false? Or does it say
something else? Then give up the false and take up the truth." This was
a turning point in my life. When I first met Sri Ramakrishna and saw his
spiritual moods his devotion and samadhi I knew I had found
someone who lived the ideal. I felt as if I had come home at last, and I
thought, "If there is anything to be attained in life, it is God."
Who can know God? If he, out of mercy, lets one know him, only then is
it possible. One day the Master made me shed tears by singing this song:
O Kusa and Lava, why are you so proud?
If I had not let myself be captured,
Could you have captured me?1
I was deeply moved. That very day the Master deeply imprinted on my
mind the fact that one cannot attain God through self-effort, by performing
sadhana [spiritual practice]. Only if God reveals himself is it possible to
attain him.
Once when I told Sri Ramakrishna that the goal of my life was to attain
nirvana [liberation], he reproached me for entertaining such a low ideal. *
He said: "Those who seek nirvana are selfish and small-minded. They are
full of fear. They are like those parcheesi players who are always eager to
reach home. An amateur player, once he sends his piece home, doesn't
like to bring it out again. Such players are unskilled. But an adept player
is never afraid of coming out again, if by doing so he gets the opportunity
to capture an opponent. Then he rolls the right number and returns home
once more. It seems that whenever he rolls the dice, the right number
comes up for him. So do not fear. Play without any fear."
I asked, "Does it actually happen?" The Master replied: "Of course it
happens. By Mother's grace everything takes place. Mother likes people
to play. Take the game of hide-and-seek. [There is a granny, there is a
thief who is blindfolded, and there are children trying to escape being
caught by the thief.] The granny likes to have the children run about and
make the game go on. She may extend her hand to help a child so he will
not be caught by the thief, if she thinks it necessary. Similarly, the Divine
Mother is not really pleased with those who seek nirvana, for they want to
retire from the game. She wants the game to continue. That is why
devotees do not seek nirvana. They say, 'O mind, it is not good to
become sugar. I want to eat sugar.'"
The Master told me many times: "What is there in the scriptures? They
are like sheets of paper with a shopping list on them. The list is useful
only to check off the items once purchased. When you have done that,
the list is thrown away. So you should check your knowledge, your
devotion, and consult the scriptures to see whether they agree. It is said,
'When you have the knowledge of the Absolute, the scriptures are worth
only a straw.'" The Divine Mother had shown Sri Ramakrishna what was
in the scriptures, the Puranas, and the Tantric literature. So, though he
was an unlettered person, he was able to lower the pride of the pandits.
He used to say, "If you get a tiny ray of light from the Divine Mother, it
makes all learning pale into insignificance."
Sri Ramakrishna sounded like a drunkard when he talked to the Divine
Mother, saying: "Do not give me the knowledge of Brahman, Mother! I
don't want it! I spit on it!" I was an extreme Vedantist at that time, and
his words shocked me very much. I thought to myself: "My goodness!
What can be greater than the knowledge of Brahman?"
Days in Dakshineswar
Ah, those days at Dakshineswar were like heaven itself! From morning
till one o'clock in the afternoon everyone would be busy picking
flowers and making other preparations for worship until the poor were
fed. In the meantime Sri Ramakrishna would discuss spiritual subjects,
and the devotees would listen to him with rapt attention. Even his fun
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and jokes were related to God. There was no other topic. Everything
culminated in his samadhi [transcendental state of consciousness]. After
lunch, Sri Ramakrishna would rest for a short period and again would
speak on spiritual matters. At vesper time he would go to the temple of
Mother Kali and fan her a little. He would become God-intoxicated
there and would return to his room reeling in a state of ecstasy. He used
to ask those of us who were practising spiritual disciplines under his
guidance, "Tell me, do you feel divine inebriation when you meditate in
the mornings and evenings?" At night Sri Ramakrishna slept very little.
He used to get up and wake those who were sleeping in his room,
saying: "Don't sleep too much! Wake up and meditate!" Again he would
lie down a short while, and then rise before dawn and chant the name of
the Lord in his inimitable sweet voice. The disciples would sit and
meditate in their own way. Now and then the Master would go to them
and correct their posture.
Sri Ramakrishna used to say: "I cannot stand anyone calling me guru. It
irritates me. Who is the guru? Satchidananda [God] alone is the guru." The
external guru shows the path; the inner guru awakens the spirit. Ordinary
men who pose as gurus do not know this and ruin themselves by feeding
their egos.
An hour of congregational singing in the company of the Master would
fill us with such exuberant joy that we would feel transported, as it
were, into an ethereal region. But now, even meditation fails to evoke
that celestial bliss, or even a semblance of it. That bliss would stay with
us continuously for a week. We used to feel intoxicated, though we did
not know why or how. Who would believe it? It is difficult to convince
anyone. Yet I must speak out. The ordinary man seeks nirvana because
he has suffered. But he does not know the tremendous joy in divine
communion.
One day I arrived at Dakshineswar when the Master was having his dinner.
A number of bowls containing various cooked items were placed before
him. Someone might have thought this an unbecoming luxury, fit only for a
rajasic [worldly] life. The Master at once said: "Well, the tendency of my
mind is always towards the Infinite. It is by such rajasic devices that I hold
it down to the lower planes. Otherwise I could not talk with you." "How
strange!" I said to myself on hearing him. "Others seek to attain sattva by
overcoming rajas through a rigorous discipline of diet, whereas he has to
forcibly check his mind from rising to the sattvic [spiritual] plane!"
On another day when I went to see Sri Ramakrishna, there were many other
visitors. Among them was a great Vedantic scholar. The Master said to
him, "Let us hear some Vedanta from you." The scholar with
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great deference expounded on Vedanta for more than an hour. Sri Ramakrishna
was very pleased. The people around were surprised at this, but after eulogizing
the scholar, the Master said: "As far as I am concerned, I do not like all those
details. There is nothing but my Mother and I. To you, knowledge, knower, and
known the one who meditates, meditation, and the object of meditation this sort
of triple division is very good. But for me, 'Mother and I' that is all and nothing
else." These words,
"Mother and I," were said in such a way that it made a very deep
impression on all present. At that moment all ideas of Vedanta paled into
insignificance. The Master's "Mother and I" seemed easier, simpler, and more
pleasing to the mind than the three divisions of Vedanta. I realized then that
"Mother and I" was the ideal attitude to be adopted.Whatever evil tendencies one
may have, one is sure to improve in holy company.
When you go to a perfume shop, the scent enters your nostrils, whether you
will it or not. Nevertheless, people are not often inclined to associate with holy
persons, and few have the capacity to do so. Sri Ramakrishna would talk and the
devotees would listen, but their companions would whisper:
"Well, let us go. How long are you going to listen?"
The devotees, of course, would have no inclination to leave, so their friends
would say in exasperation: "You remain here. We shall wait in the boat." Sri
Ramakrishna would describe this so beautifully!
Once a singer came to visit Sri Ramakrishna. He sang song after song about
Shiva. The Master went into samadhi on hearing the very first song and remained
in that state for a long time. Seeing him so absorbed, we thought we should ask
the singer to stop. Suddenly the Master came down from his samadhi and said to
the singer:
"Oh, I can't stand it any more! Sing songs of the Divine Mother!" As the
Master listened to songs about the Mother, his mind returned to the relative plane.
Later he remarked that he had been in a very high state of consciousness.
One day I saw Sri Ramakrishna waving a fan before Mother Kali in her temple.
He was singing:
Awake, O Mother!
Long hast thou been sleeping
In thy primal abode In the lotus of the muladhara.
Awake, O Mother!
Perform thy own true function: Pierce the six centres of spirit
And unite thyself with the great Lord Shiva
In the thousand petalled lotus
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detach ourselves from it. But this should not be. Look at Sri Rama
krishna. Hriday was ordered to leave Dakshineswar. The temple guard
came and said to the Master, "You will have to leave this place." "What
do you mean? It is Hriday, not I," replied Sri Ramakrishna. The man
said, "No, my master has ordered that both of you go." Sri Ramakrishna
put on his slippers and moved towards the gate. Trailokya Babu [
grandson of Rani Rasmani, the founder of the Dakshineswar temple] saw
this from the kuthi [mansion], and ran and fell at the Master's feet,
saying: "Sir, why are you going? I have not asked you to leave." Without
speaking a word the Master went back to his room. Imagine! There was
not a bit of haughtiness in his renunciation. And how we raise dust over
our deeds! Had we been in his place we would surely have given
Trailokya Babu a piece of our mind. But the Master said nothing. He was
as ready to go away as to return.
The Master used to be shabbily dressed, so much so that one day a man
mistook him for a gardener and ordered him to pick a rose for him. The
Master did so immediately. Some time later the man learned about his
mistake and stammered out an apology. At this Sri Ramakrishna said that
there was nothing wrong in what was done, as one asking for help should be
assisted by all means! Isn't it grand?
Can God be attained by a little cursory study or meditation? One must
have intense yearning for the Lord! Life must seem unbearable without
seeing him! Sri Ramakrishna said to us: "Because I had that yearning,
the Divine Mother took care of all my needs and provided this Kali
temple and Mathur Babu [son-in-law of Rani Rasmani and a great
devotee who provided for and served the Master]." The heart must burst
with longing for God. Then one attains everything.
The practice of excessive physical mortification and of harming the body in
any way stems from tamas [delusion]. People may point out that Sri
Ramakrishna used to rub his face against the ground, thus mortifying the
body, but he was in an ecstatic state at the time. His yearning for God was
so intense that he completely forgot the world and his ego.
When I used to meditate in the Master's presence, I would experience a
sensation in my spine and feel energy rising. The body was like a desert.
Then the guru gave the holy name of God, and through its power the
desert was transformed into a beautiful flower garden. My life had
previously been aimless, but after receiving the touch of the guru, I
gained my life's ideal.
Sri Ramakrishna used to pray, "Mother, may these children of mine surpass
me in spirituality." There is a saying, "Welcome defeat at the hands of the
son or disciple."
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I have meditated much on the teachings of the Gita, which contains the
essence of all scriptures. Sri Ramakrishna said that I was a monk
according to the precepts of the Gita.
dresses herself nicely, combs her hair, and tries to look her most attractive in
anticipation of getting a husband. But after she gets one, everything is
neglected, for where is the necessity for such cosmetics?"
On another occasion he told me that sadhana was nothing but "making the
mind and speech one." In those days I was studying the Vedanta of
Shankara intensely. The Master said to me: "Well, what is the use of
merely saying that the world is false? Naren can say that. For if he says
that the world is unreal, at once it becomes unreal. If he says there is no
thorny plant for him, the thorny plant cannot affect his body. But if you
put your hand on the thorns, you will at once feel their pricks."
In the early days I used to practise a spiritual mood earnestly for a time.
Once I practised with great intensity the mood of being the Lord's
instrument: "I am the machine, and He is the operator." I would
carefully watch every thought and action of mine to see if they were
inspired and filled with that mood. I practised this for some days. Then I
practised "I am Brahman" for a while.
What we know we must put into practice at least once. But Sri
Ramakrishna practised everything three times. Through practice new
knowledge comes. Do something. Practise! Bondage and freedom are both
in the mind. Atman is beyond the mind.
Embracing the monastic life is not a joke. Sri Ramakrishna used to say, "
That person alone is fit for the monastic life who can allow himself to fall
from a palmyra tree without moving his limbs." Is that an easy feat?
What will mere words do if there is no character behind them? That is
the great stumbling block for all. Sri Ramakrishna would say: "Almost
all have been caught in the snare of sex attraction. Only a few have been
saved by the Divine Mother." It is a most dreadful attachment. People
are all right as long as they do not come under its influence. But a man
under its spell can stoop to anything. "Lust and gold" and "the palate and
sex-impulse" are short expressions denoting the same thing. If one gives
up these enjoyments, one verily renounces the world. One who can do
this indeed negates the whole world.
If someone hurts you and you retaliate, you hurt yourself more. You
become as evil as he. The Master used to say, "He who curses another and
holds resentments cannot attain liberation."
[Addressing the monks:] Days, months, and years pass by, while you are
idling away your time. Where is your yearning for God? Don't you
remember how Sri Ramakrishna used to weep, "O Mother, another day is
gone and still I have not seen you"? You have become dry! You have lost
your spirit! "Who is dead-while-living? He who does not long for the truth
of God." Swamiji once said, "At the age of twenty-nine I finished
everything."
Has it been revealed to you what the purpose of this human birth is? Sri
Ramakrishna's life is an example for us. The Master had the vision of
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the living Mother of the Universe and entered into an intimate relationship
with her. He surrendered himself to her.
There must be self-effort. Sri Ramakrishna used to say: "Struggle a
little! Then the guru will help you further." The Master used to sing, "
Mind, struggle unto death. Can a pearl be found in knee-deep water? If
you want to realize him, dive into the very depths of the ocean."
Don't expect anything from anyone! Learn to be the giver! Otherwise
you will become self-centred. This is the teaching in the family of Sri
Ramakrishna. I have seen so-called holy men who thought that they had
become detached from the world and would have nothing to do with
others. They were dry. . . . Sri Ramakrishna taught us, "Work with your
hands, but let your mind remain at the feet of the Lord."
We have seen with these eyes. We have heard with these ears. When
we came to Sri Ramakrishna he made us feel that God-realization was
within our grasp. Yet occasionally we would become discouraged and
worry whether our lives would pass without reaching the goal. In the
course of time, however, the Master did everything for us.
Our Master could not bear the word sin. He told people not to consider
themselves sinners, and taught them to think: "I am chanting the name of
God. Why should I worry? Whom shall a child of the Mother of the
Universe fear?"
Sri Ramakrishna also said, "Forbear, forbear, and forbear" as if he
were pleading that there was no other way. Again he said: "He who
endures, lives. He who does not endure is destroyed." Therefore we must
endure. Always remember the words of the Master, "Let the body endure
its ailments, but you, O my mind, engage yourself in the thought of God
and thus enjoy bliss." This attitude will save you from being overwhelmed
by suffering.
Sri Ramakrishna said, "If you see an artificial fruit, you are reminded of
the real fruit." In the same way, seeing a photograph of the Lord, one is
reminded of him. Imagining him to be actually present in the photo
graph, we must know him to be real and serve him. He will fill us with
inspiration.
My Master was a perfect yogi. Nothing remained hidden from him. He
knew our minds through and through. We didn't have to ask him
anything. He anticipated all our thoughts. We never had the impression
that he was teaching us, yet he watched us all the time. Nothing escaped
him. He knew what pitfalls stood in our way, and he made us avoid
them.
Once our Master told us that he had other disciples who spoke a
different language, who had different customs, somewhere far away in
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the West. "They also will worship me," the Master said. "They also are
Mother's children."
How can one reconcile these contradictory attitudes? One time Sri
Ramakrishna apparently behaved like any other worldly man, carefully
calculating everything. Then again he exemplified the ideal of renuncia
tion. You see, he was a man of principle. He represented the ideal [
householder or monastic] in whatever he did. This is what I would call a
perfect soul.
A worldly man is very grasping. And if an ordinary man feels a little
renunciation, he completely loses his head. As we associated with Sri
Ramakrishna, our eyes were opened. He showed us the ideal life by his own
example.
When a Marwari devotee, Lakshminarayan, offered Sri Ramakrishna ten
thousand rupees, the Master fell unconscious. Regaining consciousness,
he told the devotee to get away from him. When Lakshminarayan
suggested giving the money to Hriday for the Master's use, the Master
exclaimed: "Oh no! He will accept it in my name, and I can't bear the
thought of possessing money!" The devotee then said: "Ah, I see. You
have not yet overcome the idea of acceptance and rejection." The Master
simply replied, "No, I haven't."
How wonderfully Sri Ramakrishna taught each person so as to remove
his particular wants! He used to illustrate this method of teaching by
saying: "A mother has made various curries out of a fish. She doesn't
give all her sons the same thing. She gives to each what will exactly suit
his stomach." The Master followed this in practice also.
Swami Yogananda once overheard several men criticizing Sri Rama
krishna. He pocketed the affront and later reported the incident to the
Master. Hearing of it, the Master said, "They abused me and you kept
quiet!" Then he rebuked Swami Yogananda. On another occasion, some
time after this event, Swami Niranjanananda was on his way to Dak-
shineswar by boat. Several of the passengers were criticizing Sri Rama
krishna. The swami was exceptionally strong, and he at once came out
of the cabin, placed his legs across the deck, and began to rock the boat.
"You are abusing Sri Ramakrishna," he said. "I shall now sink this boat.
I would like to see who dares stop me." They were all frightened and
begged him to stop. When Sri Ramakrishna heard about this incident, he
said: "You fool. If they abused me, what was that to you? Let people say
what they like. What does it matter to you?"
See the fun! The teaching was different, according to each recipient's need.
Where can one find another teacher like him?
At one time Kali Maharaj [Swami Abhedananda] would catch fish,
reasoning that the Atman is immortal it neither slays nor is slain.
Hearing of this, Sri Ramakrishna sent for him. He told Kali Maharaj: "
What you are saying is true. But at your state of development, before
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you have realized the Atman, it is not good to discriminate in that way
and kill any creature. You should know that realization of the Atman is
a state of attainment beyond all logic and reason. He who attains that
state feels compassion for all beings. A holy man is freed from all
samskaras [past impressions], but the thought-wave of compassion
stays with him to the last moment of his life. Never give up the ideal of
a holy man!"
Once the Master asked B., "Whom do you love most of all?" The answer
was, "Well, sir, I don't think I love anyone." At this the Master
exclaimed: "Oh, what a dry rascal! Fall either into one pit or the other —
into the pit of filth or into the pit of gold!" But who is foolish enough to
want to fall into the pit of filth?
ties and follows the man of her heart. Isn't it a beautiful parable? Work with
one hand and serve the Lord with the other. When the time comes, one will
be able to serve him with both hands. And the time does come if one is
sincere.
Once a gentleman came to Sri Ramakrishna from Jabbalpur. He was a
scholar, an M.A., and was very frank, but he had an agnostic turn of
mind, so he had much discussion with the Master. He confessed that he
had great mental unrest, but he would not pray to God, because, as he
said, there was-no proof of his existence! Sri Ramakrishna said to him, "
Well, I suppose you have no objection to praying like this: 'If thou really
art, then listen to my prayer.' If you pray like this, it will do you good."
The gentleman thought it over and then said he had no objection to that
sort of prayer. Sri Ramakrishna asked him to follow this advice and
come to him again. Some time later the gentleman returned, and he was a
changed man. Touching the Master's feet, he wept as he said, "You have
saved me!"
After M.'s eldest son died, his wife came to Sri Ramakrishna weeping
bitterly. I was there. Seeing her weep so much, Sri Ramakrishna said to her
sternly: "At other times you talk of knowledge, devotion, etc. Where are
those things now? Have they vanished?" His words greatly appealed to me.
Often if one speaks sternly to a person in grief or sorrow, it is very effective.
The influence of tamas goes away at once.
If anyone lost or misplaced anything, Sri Ramakrishna would be very
annoyed. Once Hazra lost a towel in the Ganga. At this Sri Ramakrishna
was very displeased and said to him: "I am often beyond the normal
plane of consciousness, yet I have never lost anything. And you are so
forgetful!" The Master kept everything in his room in perfect order.
Every object had its proper place so that even in the dark he could find
what he wanted. An orderly mind is as necessary as external order.
Man is entirely absorbed in sense enjoyments. Eating, sleeping, and
sexual pleasure in these he spends his whole life. Sri Ramakrishna
used to say: "Many rice merchants place parched rice at the front entrance
to keep rats from entering the storerooms. As soon as the rats come, they
eat the parched rice instead of the bags of rice inside. The rats do not even
smell the rice in the storerooms. In the same way, the Divine Mother has
kept man deluded with many tempting things - lust and gold. Man
cannot go beyond them and get to the rice bags i.e., God. This world is
like a labyrinth. Once one enters it, one finds it difficult to get out. With
human birth there comes an opportunity to escape. But of what avail is it?
Man forgets all, busying himself with things pertaining to the senses." Sri
Ramakrishna did not have much regard for people who were immersed in
sex. He said that they had lost all substance.
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The Master used to say: "The hog-plum is all peel and stone. It has no pulp
and causes colic when eaten. But it does have an attractive taste. So is this
world." Where is happiness in the world? It is full of suffering, an abode of
misery. Sri Krishna said to Arjuna, "Those who take refuge in me alone,
cross over this maya."
Rather than smearing the body with mud only to undergo the trouble of
washing it off, isn't it better to stay away from mud? But how many can
do that? So Sri Ramakrishna would often say that it is better to have a
little worldly enjoyment. But then it must be accompanied with due
discrimination. Through this cycle of birth and death one gradually
moves towards God.
Divine love must be awakened within the heart and be intensified and
crystallized. Only then does the vision of God open up. Take for instance
the life of Gopaler-ma [a woman disciple of Sri Ramakrishna, who had a
continuous vision of Gopala, Lord Krishna as a child]. She would see
Gopala accompanying her and gathering fuel for her. And Sri Rama
krishna used to have visions of Ramlala [the child Rama] walking and
playing with him. Oh, how wonderful was the Master's play with the
brass image of Ramlala! When he spoke to us of these strange happen
ings, we understood little. Once Ramlala went frolicking in the Ganga to
bathe and he got into deep water. Sri Ramakrishna asked him to come
out, and when he refused the Master gave him a slap on the cheek.
Another time, the Master wept bitterly, saying: "He who was fed with
butter and cream by Mother Kaushalya was offered unclean puffed rice
by me!" We were dumbstruck with wonder. Intense devotion for God is
the important thing in spiritual life. What does it matter whether one
worships him as formless or with form?
the carriage. If he wants to drink here, how can I provide it?' He knew
there must be a bottle in the carriage. Then he would gaze into my eyes
and completely destroy the effect of the intoxication. I would say, '
Why, you have spoiled the effect of a whole bottle!' He used to inquire
about the past of each person who came to him, but he never asked me
anything about my past life. Nevertheless, I told him the whole story.
He never forbade me to do anything. Is it for nothing that I adore him
so much?"
Sri Ramakrishna used to say, "If a water snake bites a frog, it produces no
effect, but if the frog is bitten by a cobra the poor thing expires before it can
croak thrice."
There were few sins in which Girish Babu had not indulged. He once
said to us, "I have drunk so much wine in my life that if the wine bottles
were placed one upon another, they would stand as high as Mount
Everest." He was a poet, so he spoke poetically like that. Truly
speaking, he did drink a lot. When he was asked by the Master to repeat
the name of God morning and evening, he refused to do so. He said: "I
am not sure I can do it. I do not know in what condition or where I may
be at those hours." Then Sri Ramakrishna asked him to remember God
before meals. "That also I cannot promise you," replied Girish Babu. "I
am often engrossed in lawsuits and have to attend to all sorts of things. I
can't even do that." At this Sri Ramakrishna said, "Then give me the
power of attorney."
Referring to this conversation later, Girish Babu said to us: "I readily
agreed to give him the power of attorney, but later on I realized how
difficult it was. I had told him I wouldn't be able to repeat the name of
God even once in the evening, but afterwards I found I could not do the
least bit of work without remembering him at every step."
In one day Girish Babu gave up his fifteen-year habit of taking opium.
He said the first three days he suffered tremendously; his entire body
became inert. By the fourth day though he was all right. Later in life he
did not even smoke.
Sri Ramakrishna was knowledgeable on a variety of subjects. Girish
Babu once said to him, "You are my superior in every respect — even in
wicked things." At this the Master said: "No, no, it is not so. Here [
meaning himself] there are no samskaras [past impressions]. There is a
world of difference between knowing something by actual experience
and learning about it through study or observation. Experience leaves
impressions on the mind which are very difficult to get rid of. This is
not the case with knowledge through study or observation."
Once Girish Babu asked the Master, "Why do you have to practise so hard?"
The Master replied: "You know, there is eternal union of Hara
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[Shiva] with Gauri. Still, why did she practise so much austerity? It
was to set an example for others. If I do so much, others will do at least
one-sixteenth part of it. Isn't that so?"
The Master once said to Girish: "What are you saying about knowledge
of Brahman! Shukadeva saw and touched the Ocean of Brahman. And
Shiva drank only three handfuls of Its water and became a shava [
corpse]." Girish Ghosh clasped his head and exclaimed: "Stop, sir, say
no more. My head is reeling."
A householder devotee once had a wonderful experience. He had freely
drunk and was very excited. Stopping his carriage before a house of ill
repute, he went upstairs. But at the top of the staircase he found Sri
Ramakrishna standing in front of the door! He fled in shame. Unless
God saves us, there is no way out. Blessed are those who have no evil
tendencies in their minds. They alone are saved. None can escape this
attraction by personal exertion. But as Sri Ramakrishna used to say, "If
you are sincere, Mother will set everything right."
Generally, people try to show their good side. They want to make a good
impression, rather than trying to be good themselves. The first thing we
learned from Sri Ramakrishna was to pay no attention to the opinion of
others. He used to say: "Spit on public opinion! Look towards God and
try to please him!" Swamiji was also like that.
Vishnu [a devotee of Sri Ramakrishna] would meditate with great
absorption. As soon as the Master touched him, however, he would wake
up and gaze at him. Nityagopal [a devotee of Sri Ramakrishna] used to
live in ecstasy all the time. The Master used to tell him: "Don't be so
intense! You have to keep your mind down enough to live with other
people." Nityagopal attained a very high state. His body would become
luminous. It seemed as though he had no tamas [lethargy] in him. In his
company I learned forbearance. We used to pass the whole night
meditating and chanting the Lord's name in places like Kalighat, Beadon
Square Gardens, the College Square, and other parks of Calcutta. The
Master used to say that Nityagopal had attained the state of a
paramahamsa [the highest state of consciousness]. I can frankly say that
at any time I can raise myself to that state and forget the world.
could not understand the reason for such a mishap. When Sri Rama
krishna returned to normal consciousness, Mathur told him about the
accident with the horses. Sri Ramakrishna then said that while in ecstasy
he perceived that Ravana was kidnapping him, and that Jatayu [the great
bird who had attempted to rescue Sita] was attacking Ravana's chariot
and trying to destroy it. After hearing this story, Mathur Babu said, "
Father, how difficult it is even to go with you through the street!"
One day Sri Ramakrishna came to Balaram mandir [Balaram's Cal
cutta residence] from Dakshineswar. He took his seat in the hall where
the devotees had also assembled. Desiring to test the omniscience of
the Master, Balaram Babu brought one full plate of sandesh [sweets]
and placed it in front of him. Beforehand he had earmarked the sweets
mentally: this one for the Master; this one for Naren; this one for
Baburam; this one for Rakhal, etc. The Master took the very one which
Balaram Babu, in his mind, had reserved for him. And thus Balaram
Babu's doubt was dispelled.
Our Master visited Balaram's house many times. One day he was
illustrating his teachings with some very apt tales. I was surprised at the
spontaneity with which these stories cropped up in his talk, and I asked, "
Sir, do you prepare your similes before you go out?" He said: "No.
Mother is always present. Wherever I am, Mother supplies me with ideas.
I was reading about Hirananda's life today, and I liked it very much. He,
too, was a disciple of Sri Ramakrishna and was loved by the Master.
During the Master's last illness, Hirananda came from Sindh to see him.
He brought some sweets and loose trousers for Sri Ramakrishna, who
wore the trousers for a day. One day the Master set up a debate between
Hirananda and Swamiji. Swamiji spoke from the standpoint of knowl
edge, while Hirananda spoke from the standpoint of devotion. He did not
do well. He was also a disciple of Keshab Babu.
One day Sri Ramakrishna talked about his disease. He was asked if he felt
pain in his throat, and he answered: "What foolishness! The body does not
become spiritual! It is the mind that becomes holy!"
A man may have Spartan fortitude. He may be able to bear physical
suffering patiently, and he may hide his suffering. That is nothing. But when
a man knows his pain is of the body, not of the Atman, then he is able to
keep his mind detached from disease and suffering, and he lives immersed
in the consciousness of God.
I heard a beautiliii story about Holy Mother, which she herself told. After
the passing away of Sri Ramakrishna she was crying, when he appeared
before her and said: "Why do you cry? Do you think I am gone? Here I
am! I have, as it were, passed from one room to another that's
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all. You may not see me physically, but you know in many ways that I
exist."
more confused. Then Sri Ramakrishna taught us the truth which we later
experienced for ourselves in a burst of realization. Now we are established in
it.
Sri Ramakrishna used to say that for him there was no mukti [liberation].
I heard this from his own lips. Mukti here means nirvana-mukti — that is,
upon attaining this liberation, one does not have to be reborn in the world.
The jivakotis [ordinary beings], sorely afflicted by the miseries of this
world, do not want to be reborn. They seek to escape from these miseries
once and for all. That is why they strive for liberation.
How is nirvana possible for him who, afflicted by the sufferings of
jivas, must repeatedly come to this world? This is why Sri Ramakrishna
said that for him there would be no liberation. Again, Sri Ramakrishna
said to Swami Vivekananda, "He who was Rama and Krishna is now
Ramakrishna in this body, but not from the standpoint of your Vedanta."
The point stressed here is that the Advaita school of Vedanta holds jiva
and Brahman to be one. Some take this to mean that everyone is equal to
Rama and Krishna, and that they (Rama and Krishna) have no
distinctive qualities. Lest Swamiji misinterpret the saying, "He who was
Rama and Krishna is now Ramakrishna in this body," Sri Ramakrishna
qualified this statement with the words, "not from the standpoint of your
Vedanta." That is to say, the consciousness of Sri Ramakrishna was the
consciousness of Ishvara and not that of the jiva. According to Advaita,
the jiva can attain the knowledge of his identity with Brahman by
removing his ignorance through spiritual practices culminating in
samadhi. Yet, despite all imaginable efforts, the jiva can never become
Ishvara. He who is Ishvara is eternally the Ishvara. Even when he
assumes a human body and appears like a jiva, he remains the same
Ishvara and does not become the jiva.
Those who profess to be the children of the Master must have yoga,
bhakti, karma, jnana nay, everything. For Sri Ramakrishna stands for
the synthesis and harmony of all religious paths. In the past, the rule was
to follow one particular path for spiritual growth. But now one needs an
all-round development combined with a magnanimity of heart to love
others.
Dear Sharvananda,
I received your letter some time ago, but I could not write to you until now
because I was ill. Though the subject [What is Sri Ramakrishna's
Philosophy] is extremely difficult, with the Lord's grace, I will try my best
to answer your questions.
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no creation in that realm of Oneness? And yet again, all doctrines —whether
of superimposition, or of no creation, or of transformation, etc. originate
from him.
He alone is the Reality, the Truth. And again he is the source of all
individual beings and of the universe. This manifestation is also true if he is
not forgotten. Name and form become unreal if we forget God, because they
cannot exist without him. [Sri Ramakrishna said: "Zeros added together
amount to zero. Place the digit one before them, and they add in value." The
digit one is God.] But if he dwells in our thoughts, only then can we
understand the truth that "the pith belongs to the sheaths and the sheaths
belong to the pith." [A reference to Sri Ramakrishna's saying that as long as
the plantain tree contains sheaths, it also contains pith. He was illustrating
the point that while God keeps the "ego of a devotee" in a person, the
Relative (the sheaths) is real as well as the Absolute (the pith)] At that time
one can understand these sayings of the Gita: "All things in this universe are
pervaded by Me" (9.4); "All is strung on Me as a row of gems on a thread" (
7.7).
The main thing is we must see him. When we see him, everything else
disappears. One experiences him as everything. Before we see him we
have doubts and confusion, and all sorts of theories and controversies.
But these cease to exist as soon as we see him. Then one experiences
uninterrupted peace and bliss.
Sri Ramakrishna's philosophy therefore is: In whatever way and at any
cost we must attain God. The Master said, "Tie the nondual knowledge
in the corner of your cloth and then do as you please." This means:
Once you attain him, it does not matter which doctrine your tempera
ment bids you to uphold. Liberation is assured when you know him.
Then there is no more bondage. After death, whether you take another
body or not depends upon your wish.
The seekers of nirvana [final liberation] consider this world a dream.
They merge their minds in the impersonal aspect of Brahman and become
one with It. And the devotees who are attached to the Personal God,
consider this world a manifestation of God's power. They attach
themselves to the Lord, who is Existence-Knowledge-Bliss Absolute.
They are not afraid to be born again and again. They consider themselves
to be playmates of God, and they come to the world to join his divine
play. They delight in the Atman and at the same time remain devoted to
God. They covet nothing in this world. They even refuse to accept
nirvana if it is offered to them. That is enough for today.
Varanasi Turiyananda
April 18, "1919
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The next morning Ramlal told me the Master was waiting to see me.
Entering his room I bowed down to him. He then asked me what I was
studying, and I replied, "I am now in the entrance class [i.e., tenth
grade]." "Very good," said the Master. Then he took me to the northern
verandah. He asked me to sit on a cot. When I was seated in the lotus
posture, the Master asked me to stick out my tongue. As soon as I did
that, he wrote a mantram on it with the middle finger of his right hand
and advised me to meditate on Kali, the Divine Mother. I did what he
said. Gradually I lost outer consciousness and sat in deep meditation. I
felt an unspeakable joy within. I don't know how long I stayed in that
condition. After some time the Master touched my chest and brought me
back to outer consciousness. He then asked me what had happened, and
I told him about my blissful experience during meditation. He was very
pleased. Afterwards the Master instructed me on meditation and sang
these lines of a mystical song:
When will you sleep in the divine chamber With
the clean [good] and the unclean [evil]? When
these two wives are friendly to each other,
Mother Shyama will be within your reach.
The Master further told me to meditate every morning and again at
night and to report to him my visions and spiritual experiences. Then
the Master asked me to go to the Kali temple and meditate there. When
I returned from the temple the Master gave me prasad and asked me to
visit him again. He even offered to provide my fare if I could not get it
from home. In the meantime a devotee had arrived by carriage from
Calcutta to visit the Master, and the Master asked me to return home
with that devotee. On my way back home I thought of the Master's
overwhelming love and compassion. I arrived home before noon, and
my parents were exceedingly happy to see me.
that likewise, if the mind is not cleansed by meditation every day, impurities
accumulate in it."
Sometimes while teaching us, the Master would tell us about his own
sadhana. He said: "When I meditated I became like a motionless stone
image. Sometimes birds sat on my head, but I could not feel them." In
fact, during deep meditation, when the mind becomes still and motion
less, one does not notice if flies or mosquitoes sit on the body. The Master
used to say that this is a sign of a concentrated mind.
can of ice cream, and the Master had thoroughly enjoyed it, but as a result, a
sore in his throat had developed. Moreover, the pain gradually increased,
and he could not get any relief from it. He had great difficulty in
swallowing, eating, and talking.
One day Golap-ma said to the Master: "Dr. Durga Charan of Calcutta is
a reputable physician. Perhaps he can find some remedy for you."
Immediately the Master agreed to visit him. That night I stayed at
Dakshineswar. Latu and Golap-ma were also there. The next morning
the Master, Golap-ma, Latu, and I went to Calcutta by boat. Landing
there, we rented a horse carriage and reached the doctor's office at
Beadon Square. Out of his mercy the Master asked me to sit next to him,
and Golap-ma and Latu sat on the opposite seat.
The doctor examined the Master's throat and prescribed some medi
cations. Then we went to the Ahiritola ghat and rented a boat for
Dakshineswar. It was about 1:30 P.M. and none of us had had any food.
The Master was hungry. He asked the boatman to anchor the boat at
Baranagore ghat and then asked me to buy some sweets from a nearby
market. Golap-ma had four pice with her which she gave me. I immedi
ately went to the market and bought some chanar murki [small sweet
cheese balls]. The Master took the packet of sweets from my hand and
joyfully ate them all. He then threw the empty packet into the Ganga and
drank some water from the river with his hands. He showed his satis
faction. The Master knew that the three of us were hungry, but without
sharing any sweets he had eaten everything. It was amazing though that
as soon as he showed his satisfaction, our own stomachs felt full. We
looked at each other silently. Then the Master smiled and like a boy
began to make jokes continuing all the way to Dakshineswar. We all
got out of the boat, and later the three of us discussed among ourselves
what had happened and realized that it was a miracle.
Such an event occurred when Krishna was alive and enacted his divine
play. When the five Pandavas and their wife Draupadi were living in the
forest during their exile, the sage Durvasa went to their cottage with his
twelve hundred disciples and asked for food. According to the custom
guests had to be fed, for otherwise it would be very inauspicious.
Durvasa and his disciples went to the river for a bath, and while they
were gone, the helpless Draupadi called on Krishna to come to the
rescue. Krishna came and asked Draupadi for some food. There was
nothing but a few particles of rice and a little spinach at the bottom of a
cooking vessel. Krishna ate this and drank a glass of water and by doing
so, filled the stomachs of Durvasa and his disciples. So it is said, "If God
is pleased the whole world becomes pleased." That day I realized this
truth by observing Sri Ramakrishna's life.
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us: "This cancer in my throat is a ruse. It is because of this that you have
gathered together."
In the beginning two or three of us would look after and nurse the Master.
Holy Mother would prepare his special diet, and Golap-ma and Lakshmi
would help her. Golap-ma would also cook for the attendants. But gradually
the number of attendants increased, so a brahmin cook and a maidservant
were hired.
After a few days at Cossipore the Master felt a little relief. The large
room on the upper floor of the house was used as the Master's bedroom.
To the south of that was an open terrace over the portico. Standing on
the open terrace, the Master used to gaze at the trees and creepers of the
garden. The fresh air of the place proved to be beneficial for his health,
and this raised hopes in the minds of the devotees that he might com
pletely recover.
There were two ponds at the Cossipore garden house, and there were
plenty of fish in both of them. One day Narendra said, "Come, let's catch
fish from this pond." I got ready. While living at home, I had learned
angling. Niranjan also came and the three of us went fishing. Narendra
and Niranjan did not have much experience in angling, so by the time
they had caught one fish I had caught four or five. News of my angling
skill reached the Master. One evening while I was serving him, the
Master asked me, "Is it true that you have been catching many fish with a
fishing rod?" "Yes, sir," I replied. The Master said, "It is a sin to catch
fish with a fishing rod, for thereby living beings are killed."
In defense I quoted from the Gita: "He who thinks that the Atman [Self]
is the slayer as well as he who thinks that the Atman is slain is ignorant,
for the Atman neither slays nor is slain." Then I added, "So why should
it be a sin to catch fish?"
The Master smiled and tried to make me understand through various
arguments. He said, "When a person attains true knowledge, he does not
take a false step." All of a sudden the Master began coughing, and there
was a trace of blood in his sputum. I was frightened. I told him: "Sir, if
you talk it will aggravate your disease. Please do not talk anymore."
Then the all-merciful Master said to me: "I consider you to be one of
the most intelligent of the boys. You will understand if you meditate on
what I have said."
I then took leave of him, and according to his instructions I began to
meditate. After three days I realized the meaning behind the Master's
advice. I went to him and said: "Sir, I have now realized why it is wrong to
catch fish. I shall not do it again. Please forgive me." The Master was very
pleased to hear this. He said: "It is deceitl'ul to catch fish in this way.
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To hide the hook inside the bait and to hide the poison in the food
offered to an invited guest are sins of the same kind." I humbly accepted
what the Master said and felt his infinite compassion for me. He further
said: "It is true that the Atman does not die nor is it killed. But he who
has realized this truth is the Atman himself, so why should he have the
tendency to kill others? As long as the tendency to kill remains, he is not
identified with the Atman nor does he have any Self-knowledge. That is
why I say that when one attains true knowledge one does not take any
step out of rhythm. You should realize that the Atman is beyond the
body, the sense organs, the mind, and the intellect, and that it is the
witness of phenomena." The Master's words penetrated inside me and I
realized the truth.
One day while I was serving the Master, he said: "Your father came
today and said that your mother had been crying bitterly. He requested
me to ask you to visit your mother at home. I am therefore telling you
that you should go home to see your mother." I agreed. In the evening I
left for home on foot. My parents were very happy to see me. With tears
in her eyes my mother asked me to have supper and to stay for the night.
But within half an hour I felt uncomfortable at home. I felt as if I were in
hellfire. My heart was restless and thoughts of the Master haunted me. I
tried to control my desire to run away from home, but failed. After
hurriedly eating some refreshments I said goodbye to my parents and
returned to Cossipore. The Master was surprised to see me and asked, "
Did you not go home?"
"Yes, sir. I did."
"Your parents must have asked you to stay at home. Why did you not stay?"
"I did stay."
"How long?"
"For half an hour."
"But why did you return?"
"I went with the idea of staying at home tonight. My parents also
begged me to stay. But I felt great agony while I was there. My mind
longed to return to you. While there I felt as if I were in hell, so I ate a
few sweets and hurried back here after saying goodbye to them. My
mind was pacified only after arriving back here."
With a faint smile the Master said to me affectionately: "Very well!
There is no doubt that you will have peace here." In fact I always felt
peace and joy when I was around the Master. Parental affection seemed
insipid compared to the Master's pure love.
One afternoon, while the Master was lying on his bed, a man was
pacing back and forth outside on the green lawn of the garden house.
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The Master said to me: "Please ask that man not to walk on the grass. I am
in great pain, as if he were walking on my chest." I was amazed when I
heard his words and actually saw this. I hurriedly went and asked the man
not to walk on the grass. Then the Master was relieved.
A crazy woman used to come to visit the Master at Cossipore. She had a
sweet voice, and when she would sing the Master would be in ecstasy. One
of her songs was:
Come! Come, Mother! Doll of my soul! My heart's Delight!
In my heart's lotus come and sit, that I may see thy face.
Alas! sweet Mother, even from birth I have suffered much;
But I have borne it all, thou knowest, gazing at thee.
Open the lotus of my heart, dear Mother! Reveal thyself there.
The devotees were overwhelmed listening to her song. The woman was
very obstinate and unpredictable, however. Whenever she had a chance,
she would run upstairs to the Master's room. The Master forbade her to
come there as she had adopted the same attitude towards him as the
gopis had had towards Krishna. Finding that the disciples would not
permit her to visit the Master, she eventually stopped coming. Girish
Chandra Ghosh was inspired by seeing and hearing this crazy woman
and he depicted her in the character of the mad woman in his drama
Vilwamangal.
Pandit Shashadhar had great love and respect for Sri Ramakrishna. One
day he came to see the Master at Cossipore when the cancer was in an
advanced stage. Shashadhar said to the Master, "Sir, if you put your
mind on your throat a little, your cancer will surely be cured." The
Master answered: "How can the mind which I have already offered to
the Lord be diverted again to the body of flesh and blood?" But still
Shashadhar pleaded, "Sir, when you talk to the Divine Mother, please
ask her to cure your cancer." Then the Master replied: "When I see the
Mother of the Universe, I forget my body and the universe. So, how can
I tell the Mother about this insignificant body of flesh and blood?" The
pandit was dumbfounded. We too remained still. No one spoke a word.
Narendra and the rest of us were very sad to hear Ram Babu's
proposal. We expressed our wish to Ram Babu that the Master's relics
be installed on the bank of the Ganga and a temple built there. But Ram
Babu did not listen to us. He made the final decision that the Master's
relics would be installed at Kankurgachi and left for his Calcutta resi
dence that night.
The night deepened. Narendra and the rest of us sat in silence around
the urn containing the Master's relics. We did not know what to do. Then
Niranjan suddenly said, "We will not hand over the Master's sacred
relics to Ram Babu." We all agreed with Niranjan. Then we decided that
the major portion of the relics be transferred from the urn to a casket,
which would then be concealed in Balaram Babu's house at Baghbazar
so that Ram Babu would not know at all. Afterwards, when Ram Babu
would come, the urn would be given to him. Action was taken accord
ingly. That night almost all the relics were transferred from the urn to a
casket, leaving only a small quantity of bone dust and ash mixed with
Ganga clay in the urn. Narendra then said: "Look, our bodies are living
shrines of the Master. Let us all sanctify ourselves by taking a little of the
relics of his holy body." Narendra first took a small quantity of bone dust
from the urn and swallowed it, saying, "Glory be to Ramalcrishna." All
of us then did likewise and we felt blessed.
On August 24, 1886, Ram Babu came to the Cossipore garden house
to take the urn to Kankurgachi Yogodyana. It was Janmashtami day [the
birthday of Sri Krishna]. Narendra led the procession, singing devo
tional songs. Ram Babu and other devotees accompanied us. Shashi
carried the urn on his head with great care. At last the holy relics of Sri
Ramakrishna were installed ceremoniously at the Kankurgachi Yogo-
dyana. That night we stayed at the Yogodyana.
First Meetings
It was in the summer of 1883 that I first met Sri Ramakrishna at
Dakshineswar. I was then in my teens. The Master received me cordially
and made me sit beside him. Then he asked, "Have you ever seen me
before?" "Yes," I replied. "I saw you once when I was very young at the
house of Dinanath Basu in Calcutta." Swami Advaitananda was also
present. Addressing him, the Master said with a smile: "O Gopal, listen to
this! This boy says that he met me when he was very young. This little
one had an early boyhood!"
In the afternoon the Master asked me to go to the Panchavati after
saluting the deities at the Kali and Vishnu temples. Later in the evening,
as I returned to the Master's room, I heard music being played from the
two nahabats [concert towers], and the temple garden was filled with the
melodious sound of the vesper bells. The Master's room was dark, and
there was a sweet smell of incense. The Master was seated on his cot,
barely visible. He did not have any outer consciousness. As he had asked
me to stay overnight at the temple garden, I did. The next morning, when
I was about to leave for Calcutta, he said to me with a smile, "Come
again on Saturday."
After a few days I went to Sri Ramakrishna for the second time on a Saturday,
and I was again made to stay overnight. In the evening, after the vesper
service was over, the Master handed me a mat and asked me
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to spread it on the western verandah. He took his pillow and sat down
on the mat. He then asked me to sit in a comfortable posture and
meditate. "It is not good to sit leaning forward or to hold the body too
straight," he said.
That evening the Master initiated me by writing a mantram on my
tongue. He then lay down putting his feet on my lap and asked me to
give them a little massage. I was quite strong, as I practised wrestling.
No sooner had I begun to press his feet than he cried out: "What are you
doing? The legs will be crushed! Press them gently." Immediately I
realized how soft and tender the Master's body was, as if his bones were
covered with butter. I was embarrassed, and I asked with some fear, "
How then should I massage?" "Pass your hands over them gently," he
replied. "Niranjan [Swami Niranjanananda] also did like you at first. »
After that meeting I visited the Master often, usually arriving in the
afternoon, staying overnight, and returning the next morning. Many
other disciples would visit the Master, but Harish and Latu [Swami
Adbhutananda] lived with him.
I was extremely orthodox in those days and scrupulously observed all the
brahminical customs in accordance with the scriptural injunctions. For
example, I used to bathe four times a day in the Ganga without applying
any oil to my body, and as a result my skin and hair became very dry. I
was a vegetarian and cooked my own food. Fearing that I might have to
eat the nonvegetarian prasad [sanctified food] of Mother Kali, I always
left Dakshineswar before noon. Also, I was in the habit of chewing a
myrobalanl [a bitter nut] after meals, so my lips became white. One day
the Master noticed this and said to me: "What is this? You are a
youngster. Why have you imbibed these old people's ideas? This is not
good."
Before I went to the Master I used to practise pranayama [breathing
exercises] along with my other morning and evening spiritual disci
plines. I increased the volume of pranayama so much that my body began
to perspire and shiver. I practised kumbhaka [breath holding] by diving
into the Ganga and grabbing a stone. I was fascinated by this play with
the prana. As soon as I told the Master what I was doing, he forbade me
to practise pranayama, saying that it might cause a fatal disease. He told
me: "Repeat the Gayatri mantram every day as much as you can."
One ekadasi day [the eleventh day of the moon, which orthodox
people observe by fasting] I fasted and went to see the Master in the *
1
A Sanskrit verse: O King, chew daily a myrobalan, which is as beneficent as a mother. A
mother sometimes gets angry, but not the myrobalan. To remove the inner impurities, remember
God, eat a myrobalan, repeat the Gayatri mantram, and drink Ganga water.
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afternoon. It was a hot summer day, and my face had become red from
sunburn. He was very pleased that I had brought a watermelon for him.
When I bowed down to him he asked, "Are you planning to return
today?" "No, sir," I replied.
The next morning Sri Ramakrishna asked me to accompany him to the
Panchavati, and there he told me to meditate facing the east. He left for
a while, and when he came back he set my body straight. He remarked, "
You become a bit bent during meditation." We then returned to his
room. After that he asked me to carry a waterpot and go with him to the
chandni, the bathing ghat on the Ganga. He had his bath and returned to
his room in his wet cloth. Before he put on his fresh cloth he asked me
to sprinkle a little Ganga water on it. There was a picture of Mother Kali
of Kalighat [Calcutta] in his room, which he saluted. Then he ate a little
dry prasad of Lord Jagannath and gave some to me. Standing in front of
the picture of Kali, he said several times, "Om Kali." He then put the
palm of his right hand on his chest with the three middle fingertips
touching the palm, and he stood there with half-closed eyes for some
time. After that he took the offered fruits and sweets that had been sent
to him from the Kali and Vishnu temples. He then drank a little bel
sherbet and gave me the prasad, after which he sat on his small cot and
smoked from a hubble-bubble.
When the food offering was over in the temples the Master took me to the
eastern verandah of his room and said: "Go and take the prasad of Mother
Kali. It is cooked in Ganga water and is very holy." I agreed. While
walking through the courtyard I looked back and noticed that the Master
was watching whether I was going to the kitchen of the Vishnu or Kali
temple. I wondered why he had asked me to go to the nonvegetar-ian
kitchen of Kali instead of the vegetarian kitchen of Vishnu. I did what the
Master said, but I ate only the vegetarian dishes. I still remember the
thick preparation of chana dal [lentils].
When I returned to the Master's room I found him waiting near the east
door with a betel roll in his hand. Giving it to me he said: "Chew it. It is
good to chew a couple of betel rolls after meals. It removes bad breath."
Then he said: "Naren [Swami Vivekananda] eats whatever is given and
chews a hundred betel rolls a day. His eyes are large and indrawn. When
he walks through the streets of Calcutta he sees the buildings, horses,
carriages, and everything as God. His home is at Simla [in central
Calcutta]. Go and see him one day."
The next day I went to Swami Vivekananda's house at Simla. He was lying
on a bed in his room and studying Buddha-Gaya, written by Dr. Rajendralal
Mittra. The book was very thick, like a Webster's Dictionary. His room was
not very tidy, nor was his bed, but I was quite impressed
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seeing Swamiji's serene, loving face. I told him, "The Master has asked me to
visit you." "Please sit down," he said. He was pleased to hear that I was
acquainted with the Master. He talked to me for some time and then said, "
Come again."
The next time I visited the Master, he immediately asked me, "Did you
visit Naren?" "Yes, sir," I replied. I told him all about my short meeting
with Swamiji. "I saw his large, captivating eyes," I said. "He was
completely oblivious of his surroundings, as if his mind was not in this
world. What you said about him, sir, was true." The Master was very
pleased to hear this. He then said, "Visit him frequently and enjoy his
company."
Swamiji did not go to see the Master for a long time after his father's
death. The Master was very anxious about him and sent for him many
times, but Swamiji was not in a mood to go. Probably he stopped coming
lest the Master become worried about his financial difficulties. Later,
whenever I visited the Master, I usually saw Swamiji, Swami Brah-
mananda, Swami Abhedananda, or Swami Saradananda.
One day a number of devotees came to see the Master, both men and
women, including Yogin-ma, Gauri-ma, and Krishnabhavini. Towards
evening, as I was about to return to Calcutta, someone suggested that I
walk back with one of the gentlemen. But the Master intervened: "No,
no. He is a young boy. How can he keep pace with a tall man who walks
with big steps? Let him accompany these ladies." After the vesper
service Swami Saradananda and I returned to Calcutta with the ladies in
their carriage.
Sometimes I would think: "The Master says that most of my habits,
such as taking only self-cooked food, being a vegetarian, practising
austerity, chewing myrobalan, and so on, are for old people. If they are
not good, why shouldn't I give them up?"
One day I visited the Master and had prasad at the temple. A group of
lay devotees came after his noon rest and I spread a mat for them on the
floor. One of them asked the Master, "Sir, is it good that these young
boys come to you to embrace the monastic life, disregarding the house
holder's life?" The Master replied: "Look, you only see their present life,
and not their previous lives in which they passed through these other
stages. For instance, a man has four sons. One of them, having grown up,
says: 'I shall not put oil on my body or eat fish. I shall eat only self
cooked vegetarian food.' The parents try to dissuade him from these
habits and even threaten him, but the boy will not give up the path of
renunciation. Yet the other three sons are mad after enjoyment and
swallow whatever they get. Look, it is because of the preponderance of
the sattva quality that this boy wants to renounce everything before he
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One day the Master talked about dreams: "One may dream that someone
has come and lit a lamp, or that something has caught fire, or that one is
calling oneself by one's own name. All these dreams are auspicious —
but the last one is the best."
Whoever visited the Master at that time was blessed with various
spiritual visions during meditation. People visualized and talked with
their Chosen Deity as they sat with half-closed eyes. Seeing all this, the
hairs of my body would stand on end. The eight sattvic signs of spiritual
ecstasy [tears, shivering, horripilation, perspiration, etc.] in one form or
other were visible in almost all the Master's intimate disciples. But
Swamiji was exceptionally reserved and never yielded easily to any
spiritual mood.
There was another day at Dakshineswar when several unforgettable
incidents took place. I had stayed at night with the Master, and in the
morning after visiting the temples I returned to him. He asked me to
accompany him to the chandni ghat, where he took his bath. I carried his
kamandalu [water pot]. As we went down the steps of the ghat, I saw the
temple manager. He was sitting at the edge of the water with one foot in
the Ganga and rubbing the heel of the other foot on the step. The Master
went to the other side of the steps and did not even glance at the
manager. As he started to bathe, the Master put his foot in the water very
carefully and then got in waist-deep, throwing a little water on his head.
The respect and reverence he showed while taking his bath was con
sistent with his saying a few days earlier that the water of the Ganga was
divine.
Meanwhile an old brahmin appeared on the steps of the ghat. He
looked like he was from a village. Approaching the temple manager,
he started asking him questions in a loud voice, such as how much fish
do they get from the temple pond, how much money do they receive by
selling the fruits and vegetables grown in the temple garden, and so on.
The Master overheard all this and looked at the old brahmin out of the
corner of his eye with displeasure. After the Master had bathed I fol
lowed him back to his room and sprinkled a little Ganga water on his
cloth. He then went to the temples and bowed down to the deities, after
which he returned to his room and ate a little prasad.
The Master was sitting on his cot enjoying a smoke when the old
brahmin appeared at his door and asked, "Is Harish here?" Instead of
answering him, the Master said: "Well, you are a brahmin and three-
fourths of your life is already over. You have now entered the last part,
and yet you do not remember your Chosen Deity even on the banks of
the Ganga. Fie on you, that you should inquire at such a sacred place
how many fish there are in the pond and what quantities of vegetables
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and fruits grow in the garden!" The brahmin was evidently not in the
least repentant, however, and went away in annoyance. The Master
asked me to sprinkle some Ganga water on the place where the old man
had stood.
A little later a beggar appeared and asked for some money. The Master
called me and, pointing to four pice, asked me to give them to the
beggar. When I had done this Sri Ramakrishna said, "Wash your hands
with Ganga water." So I washed my hands with the water in the large
earthen jar in a corner of his room. Then he made me stand with him in
front of one of the pictures on the wall that of Kali of the Kalighat
temple. He clapped his hands and repeated "Hari, Hari," making me do
the same. This incident indelibly impressed on my mind the idea that
money is rubbish, dirt. Later in life I wandered fourteen years all over
the country as a penniless monk and never touched money. The
indifference for it which I cherish even now is the result of that blessed
incident.
Experiences at Dakshineswar
Generally the Master travelled to Calcutta in a hired second-class coach
belonging to Beni Pal [according to Sri Ramakrishna, The Great
Master, Beni Saha]. If the coachman whipped the horses, the Master
would become restless and cry out, "He is beating me!" Hearing about
this, Beni Pal thenceforth arranged to provide the Master always with
his strongest and fastest horses, which did not require beating.
Once Latu and I accompanied the Master on a drive to Calcutta. When
we reached Baghbazar Street the Master asked the driver to stop and,
turning to me, asked, "Well, can you go and call Narayan?" Narayan was
a boy who visited the Master now and then. So I found him and brought
him to the carriage. The Master asked him why he hadn't been to
Dakshineswar for a long time and advised him to go there soon. Then we
drove to the house of Vishwanath Upadhyay, the ambassador of Nepal,
whom the Master called "Captain." We all went upstairs, where members
of the family saluted Sri Ramakrishna. Then the Master drank a little
iced water, of which he was very fond. From there we went to Balaram
Basu's house and after that returned to Dakshineswar. The Master hardly
ever spent a night away from Dakshineswar, except on perhaps one or
two occasions when he stayed at Balaram Basu's place. Once Swamiji
said to me, "The Master never took a cooked meal [outside of the temple
garden] except at Balaram Basu's, because he knew the food there was
pure."
In those days two hundred and fifty to three hundred monks, visitors of
all kinds, and poor people were given a sumptuous meal every noon at
the Kali temple. Many great souls of all the religious orders visited
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Dakshineswar then and lived secluded lives in that sacred place. During
Sri Ramakrishna's stay there the place vibrated with a holy atmosphere
like that of heaven. Many great saints came there and enjoyed the holy
company of the Master and benefited from his inspired teachings. When
ever such a person came to Dakshineswar the Master always sent us to
him to receive his blessings.
Once I went to the Master with a group of people who were nondu-alists.
The leader of the group said to Sri Ramakrishna, "Sir, we have brought the
devotees of Varanasi."
"Is that so?" the Master replied. "Then you have brought a group who say, '
I am He.'" He welcomed them warmly and asked them to sit down.
One person asked, "Sir, how can he who is the absolute Brahman,
omnipresent and pervading the whole universe, incarnate himself as
man?"
"You see," was the reply, "he who is the absolute Brahman is the witness
and is immanent everywhere. The Divine Incarnation is an embodiment of
his Power. The power is incarnate somewhere a quarter, somewhere else a
half, and very rarely in full. He in whom the full power is manifest is
adored as Purna Brahman, like Krishna. And three quarters of the Divine
were manifested in Rama."
To this, one of the gentlemen said: "Sir, this body is the root of all evils. If
it can be destroyed, all troubles will cease."
"The raw earthen pots when broken are made into pots again," the Master
said, "but the burnt ones, once broken, can never be remade. So if you
destroy the body before the attainment of Self-realization, you will have to
be reborn and suffer similar consequences."
"But, sir," the gentleman objected, "why does one take so much care of his
body?"
The Master answered: "Those who do the work of moulding, preserve the
mould with care till the image is made. When the image is ready, it does
not matter whether the mould is kept or rejected. So with this body. One
has to realize the Supreme Self. One has to attain Self-knowledge. After
that the body may remain or go. Till then the body has to be taken care of."
The gentleman was silenced.
Then the Master sang a few devotional songs favourites of his,
addressed to the Divine Mother. One of the gentlemen present burst into
tears. The Master was very pleased to see this and said: "They talk in this
manner like a pan of ghee in a blazing oven. After this they will be quiet."
At the end of the long discussion the Master got up and we all visited the
temples and wandered about in the garden. One of these visitors,
Gadashankar, was a follower of Keshab Chandra Sen. The Master talked
with him on the eastern verandah while I was there.
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"Do you practise the brahminical devotions?" the Master asked him. "I do
not like all these rituals," he said.
"You see," the Master went on, "do not give up anything by force. If the
blossoms of gourds and pumpkins are plucked off, their fruits rot, but
when the fruits are ripe the flowers fall off naturally. Do you believe in
a God with form or in a formless God?"
"In the formless aspect," was the reply.
"But how can you grasp the formless aspect all at once?" the Master
asked. "When the archers are learning to shoot, they first aim at the
plantain tree, then at a thin tree, then at a fruit, then at the leaves, and
finally at a flying bird. First meditate on the aspect with form. This will
enable you to see the formless later."
One morning the Master took me to the Kali temple. Whenever I went
there alone I stood outside the threshold, but on this occasion Sri Rama
krishna took me into the sanctum sanctorum and showed me the face of
Lord Shiva, who was of course lying on his back while Kali stood on
him. His face was not visible from outside the shrine, where one could
only see the top of his head. The Master said, "Look, here is the living
Shiva." I felt that Lord Shiva was conscious and breathing. I was aston
ished. How potent were the Master's words! Up to that time I had
thought that this image was just like all the other Shiva images I had
seen.
Sri Ramakrishna then gently pulled Mother Kali's cloth and placed her
ornaments properly. When we left the temple he was reeling like a
drunkard. He was escorted to his room with difficulty and remained for
some time in samadhi. I cannot describe the details of that day the joy
the Master poured into my heart cannot be communicated. After coming
down from samadhi the Master sang many songs in an ecstatic mood.
broken his arm. But all these are random recollections of long ago. I was a
mere boy then and how can I remember everything?
child Rama]. He described how Ramlala had played with him, how he [the
Master] had bathed and fed him, and so on. While feeding Ramlala one
day, the Master said, a husk scratched Ramlala's tongue. The Master told
us with tears, "How unfortunate am I that I put husk into the mouth in
which Mother Kaushalya hesitated to put butter, cream, and thickened
milk!" Then he went into samadhi, and as he came back to normal
consciousness he went on talking about Ramlala, singing his glories in a
sweet voice. Later he was silent for a while, and then he began speaking
with the Divine Mother thus: "Beloved Mother, how can I offer my life
and mind to you? It is you who have become my life and mind."
When this mood had passed, the Master closed his fist, and holding it
before him, said with half-closed eyes in a God-intoxicated state: "I spit
upon lust and lucre. Those who are attached to them will never have
God-vision." He repeated this several times. The godly scene I witnessed
that day has become the source of lifelong inspiration — not only for
myself but also for my brother disciples who were present.
bulating, blessed him in a solitary corner and asked him to visit him on
another Sunday. Another time I took Manmatha to see the Master. They met
only three times in all.
This is what I heard some years later from my brother disciple Swami
Shivananda: "When I passed by Manmatha's house in Baghbazar, I heard
him repeating 'Mother, Mother!' And his appearance is quite different
these days. His body is no longer bulky and his hair is long. If you could
see him now, you would be astonished." Then in 1890 [four years after
the Master's passing] Manmatha came to our first monastery at
Baranagore, barefooted and with only one piece of cheap cloth around
him. He kept repeating with folded hands, "My beloved Lord! My
beloved Lord! [Priyanath! Priyanath!]" Many of us brother monks were
present, including Swamiji, Ramakrishnananda, Niranjanananda, Shi
vananda, Advaitananda, Abhedananda, and others. Manmatha smiled
sweetly at me from time to time. Swamiji said to me, "You were instru
mental in his having the Master's grace and this transformation."
Then a few years after that I went with a friend to see Manmatha at his
home. He was gazing at the sun without blinking and without any
outward consciousness. His body was emaciated and he wore an ochre
cloth. The sight of his divine madness moved me exceedingly. That day
I realized that what is not gained by austere penances in the mountains
and forests is easily attainable at home through the Master's grace.
Shortly after this I heard that Manmatha had died of cholera.
in the Master's room, the sky above and the air around were all overpowered
by the silence of samadhi. Like a fruit in my palm, God became perceptible
to me inside and outside.
Then a few days later I came to Dakshineswar, took my bath in the
Ganga, and sat in the Master's room. Many devotees arrived, and talks
about God poured out in a torrent through the Master's lips. Shortly after
the meal he rested awhile and stretched himself on his smaller cot,
placing his head southward. He called me and asked me to massage his
feet. I drew his legs onto my lap and was passing my hands over them
when he began to tell me with a smile many beautiful things on spiritual
life. I later communicated these to Swami Brahmananda, who said he had
been told the same things by the Master previously. While massaging his
feet I rubbed his two big toes on my forehead, as if I were drawing the
Vaishnava marks.
The Master smiled, "What are you doing, my boy?"
"Why," I replied, "you told me that those who are of a sattvic nature,
while bathing in the Ganga, draw marks on their foreheads with its
sacred water, whereas those who are rajasic [active or passionate] cover
their bodies with marks of vermilion and white and red sandal paste.
Today I am putting the sattvic marks on my forehead. What is there on
earth more sacred than your holy feet?" The Master seemed happy to
hear this and smiled joyfully.
Other gurus teach their disciples to follow a set of fixed rules and
regulations and thereby help their spiritual unfoldment. But the case of
our Master was very different even extraordinary. He was a unique
type of spiritual teacher. He blessed those who came to him by a mere
touch, by a mere look, or by a mere wish. In this way he transmitted
spiritual powers through which the recipients got spiritual experiences.
He wanted all of us to enjoy the bliss of God-union. How eager was he
to rouse the dormant spirituality in us and awaken our souls to God
consciousness! To his intimate disciples he spoke of his spiritual illumi
nations and inspired them to attain those realizations. Hari Om!
man [Swami Premananda] was holding him so that he would not fall.
The Master was completely oblivious of his surroundings. He wore a
white cloth. His face shone with a heavenly lustre and a smile played
over his lips. His teeth were visible, and there was such a joyful expres
sion on his face that it seemed as if it would crack like a cracked
melon! His eyes seemed to be gazing at something, and he appeared to
be immersed in an ocean of bliss. I pointed out the Master's blissful
expression to my friend Rajen Sarkar, and he agreed, saying, "Yes, you
are right."
After a while the Master sang a song in praise of the Divine Mother,
composed by Ramprasad: "Is Mother merely a simple woman, born as
others are born? . . . " He was still in an ecstatic mood. It seemed to me
that he was having a direct vision of the Mother and was singing to her.
On this occasion I saw another person in ecstasy. Later I learned that he
was Nityagopal. He was seated next to the Master, and his face, eyes,
and chest were red from spiritual emotion. The Master sat down and
began to speak to Nityagopal in a mysterious language. When the
Master was standing, his mood had been like that of the Divine Mother.
Now, when he was seated, his mood was like that of Krishna. At that
time I observed another amazing thing that would remain in my
memory all through my life. I saw that the Master's spinal cord was
swollen like a thick rope and that his kundalini power had reached his
head. It looked like the hood of a snake moving with joy.
In the evening, after the kirtan, Govinda Babu accompanied the
Master, Swamiji, Swami Premananda, and others upstairs for refresh
ments. We then returned home.
A couple of years passed. I was then a second-year student at St. Xavier'
s College, Calcutta. Sharat Maharaj [Swami Saradananda] and Barada
Pal were my classmates. One day [November 26, 1883] the three of us
decided to visit the Master. We rented a boat and reached Dak-
shineswar in the afternoon, but the Master was busy. A carriage was
waiting to take him to Mani Mallik's house in Calcutta. He called his
nephew: "Ramlal, the carriage is ready. Let us go. People are waiting
there for us. Hello, driver! Please start." The Master also invited us,
saying: "You boys come to Mani Mallik's house. There will be a great
festival. Tell the gatekeeper there that you have come to meet the
paramahamsa."
We bowed down to the Master and returned to Calcutta by boat. I
remember that after attending the festival at Mani Mallik's house, I
returned home and my mother scolded me. When she heard that I had
gone to see Sri Ramakrishna, she said: "My goodness! You went to that
crazy brahmin! He has deranged the brains of three hundred and fifty
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young men." It was indeed the derangement of brains! Even now my brain is
hot. I did not pay any attention to my mother's scolding.
Thus four or five times I visited the Master at Dakshineswar. A few
times I also spent the night with him. Once [June 8, 1883] the Master
blessed Swami Shivananda when I was there. Swami Shivananda still
remembers that episode. On his first meeting, the Master had told him,
"You will attain God-realization in this life." Swami Shivananda later
told me that after meeting the Master, sense pleasures and the world
became repulsive to him.
Another day I went in the afternoon to visit the Master at Dak-
shineswar. Many devotees were seated in his room. After saluting the
Master I sat quietly in a corner. The Master was conversing with the
devotees seated on his small cot. In physical appearance he was like any
other man, but his smile was something divine. I have never seen such a
smile in my life. When he smiled, a wave of bliss rolled not only over
his face but over his whole body. And that blissful smile would wipe
out the worries and troubles of those who looked at him. His voice was
so sweet and melodious that one never tired of hearing it. His eyes were
keen and bright, and when he would look at a person, it seemed that he
was seeing everything inside him.
I felt Sri Ramakrishna's room vibrating with a tangible atmosphere of
peace, and the devotees present seemed to be listening in blissful
absorption to the words that poured from the Master's lips. I don't recall
what he said, but I experienced tremendous joy within. For a long time I
sat there, my whole attention concentrated on Sri Ramakrishna. He did
not say anything to me, nor did I ask him anything. Then one by one the
devotees took their leave, and suddenly I found myself alone with him.
The Master was looking at me intently. I thought it was time for me to
depart, so I prostrated before him. As I stood up to go, he asked: "Can
you wrestle? Come, let me see how well you wrestle!" With these words
he stood up, ready to grapple with me. I was surprised at this challenge. I
thought to myself, "What kind of holy man is this?" But I replied, "Yes,
of course I can wrestle."
Sri Ramakrishna came closer, smiling. He caught hold of my arms and
began to shove me, but I was a strong, muscular young man and I pushed
him back to the wall. He was still smiling and holding me with a strong
grip. Gradually I felt a sort of electric current coming out of his hands
and entering into me. That touch made me completely helpless. I lost all
my physical strength. I went into ecstasy, and the hair of my body stood
on end. Releasing me, the Master said with a smile, "Well, you are the
winner." With those words, he sat down on his cot again. I was
speechless. Wave after wave of bliss engulfed my whole being. I was
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pondering the fact that the Master had not won physically but his
spiritual power had completely subdued me. Some time passed. Then
the Master got up from his seat. Patting me gently on the back, he said:
"Come here often. It is not enough to come once." Then he offered me
some sweets as prasad, and I returned to Calcutta. For days the spell of
that intoxicating joy lingered, and I realized that he had transmitted
spiritual power to me.
One day [Janmashtami (Krishna's birthday), August 18, 1884] Girish
Ghosh came to visit the Master at Dakshineswar. I was also there. That
evening Girish sang a song to the Master from his play Chaitanya Lila:
"O Keshava, bestow thy grace upon thy luckless servants here. 0
Ke- shava, who dost delight to roam Vrindaban's glades and groves!"
The Master, out of ecstasy, embraced Girish and sat on his lap. Tears of
joy flowed from the Master's eyes. After a while Girish left for
Calcutta. Since it was too late for me to return home the Master said to
me: "It is late. You will not have to return home. Stay here tonight." So
I decided to pass the night at the temple garden of Dakshineswar. Some
time later the Master gave me some luchis [fried bread] and sweets,
which were prasad of the Divine Mother. Sri Ramakrishna made a bed
for me and set up the mosquito curtain. I fell asleep as soon as I
lay down. At midnight I woke up and found the Master walking
around my bed, saying, "Mother, Mother." I was dumbfounded and
could not under stand what was going on. That night Sri Ramakrishna
blessed me.
It is hard to describe Sri Ramakrishna's fascinating power. He who saw
him once was attracted to him forever. One evening I went to
Dakshineswar and expressed to the Master my desire to stay overnight.
He gladly gave his consent. There was no good eating arrangement at
night in Dakshineswar. Every night some prasad of the Divine Mother
would be sent to the Master for his supper, and from that he would eat a
little and distribute the remainder among those who stayed with him. The
Master's night meal was very small like a bird's food. He would eat a
couple of luchis, a little farina pudding, and some sweets. However,
seeing the small quantity of prasad, I was upset. I realized that I would
have to fast that night. I was then young with a well-built body and a
good appetite. That little bit of prasad was not enough for me. Knowing
what was in my mind, the Master asked somebody to bring some
chapatis [bread] and vegetable curry for me from the nahabat. Even that
amount of food was not sufficient for me, but I ate it and lay down on
the floor of the Master's room.
Suddenly at midnight I woke up and saw the Master pacing back and forth
in his room. Sometimes he would go to the front verandah, muttering
something, or he would chant the names of gods and goddesses
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while clapping his hands. During the day the Master talked and joked
with the devotees, but now, at night, he was so different. I was scared to
death. I lay in bed, quietly observing the Master's madness. I could not
get back to sleep. Sometimes the Master sang and danced, and some
times he talked with someone. At last the night passed and I was
relieved. In the morning the Master was normal again. I talked to him as
usual. As I looked at him, I could not believe that this was the same
person who had acted so abnormally the night before. Everything about
the Master was mysterious! Outwardly he looked like an ordinary
human being, but truly he was a living god. We are fortunate that we
came in contact with him, and he, out of mercy, gave us shelter.
When I returned home, my sister asked, "Where did you stay last night?
" "At the temple garden of Dakshineswar," I replied. Immediately she
exclaimed: "Did you stay with that mad brahmin of Dakshineswar?
Don't go to that man again. He is really mad. Very often I go there for a
bath in the Ganga. I have seen him and I know about his madness." I
listened to her words and smiled.
Sri Ramakrishna was very concerned about our welfare. If any of his
disciples did not visit him for a while he would ask someone to inquire
about that person. Sharat Maharaj sometimes gave me news about the
Master. Once when I had not come for a long time the Master sent for
me. I went to Dakshineswar, and that day not too many people were
around him. As I entered his room he asked in a complaining but
affectionate tone: "Hello, how are you? What is the matter? Why haven't
I seen you for so long?" I replied truthfully, "I did not feel like coming."
"That's all right," the Master said, smiling. "But I hope you have con
tinued your practice of meditation." I said, "I try to meditate, sir, but I
find I can't."
The Master seemed surprised at my reply and exclaimed: "What do you
mean you cannot meditate? Surely you can." He remained silent for a
few moments. I was looking at him, waiting for him to say something
more. Soon I noticed a change coming over his face and eyes. He looked
at me intently. After a little while he said, "Come near me." As I
approached the Master, he asked me to stick out my tongue. When I did,
he drew a figure on it with his finger. My whole body began to tremble,
and I felt an unspeakable bliss within. Then the Master said, "Go to the
Panchavati and meditate there." Following his instruction, I slowly
moved towards the Panchavati. I walked with difficulty, intoxicated with
joy from the Master's touch. Somehow I reached there and sat for
meditation. Then I lost all outward consciousness. When I regained my
ordinary state of mind, I saw the Master seated by me. He was rubbing
my body with his hands. His face shone with a heavenly smile. I was
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still in an intoxicated mood. He asked me, "Well, how was your medi
tation?" "It was very good, sir," I replied. Then the Master said, "From
now on you will always have deep meditation." He further asked, "Did
you have any vision?"
I reported my experience to the Master as faithfully as I could. Then I
followed him to his room. I was alone with him. That day he talked to
me for a long time and gave me many spiritual instructions. I was
overwhelmed by the Master's love and compassion for me. I had not
realized before that he had so much feeling for me. Sri Ramakrishna's
grace was unbounded.
On that day the Master said to me: "Never get involved with women.
Always be careful. Let there be no stain in your character. Never look at
a woman, even if she is made out of gold. Do you know why I am saying
all this to you? You belong to the Divine Mother, and you will have to do
a lot of work for her. A pecked fruit cannot be offered to the Mother. So I
tell you, be careful."
On one occasion I was massaging the Master's feet when a gentleman
came to visit him from Konnagar. After he had left, the Master said, "You
know, I can see the inside of a man's mind just as I can see the objects
inside a glass case." I thought to myself: "Well, then he can also see
everything in me. What a dangerous man he is!" But the Master would
only speak of the goodness in others, not of their evil deeds or tendencies.
In Sri Ramakrishna we found manifest aspects of other Divine Incar
nations of the past. Once, standing in his room, the Master said in a
serious mood, "In my incarnation as Krishna I played with the shepherd
boys and girls of Vrindaban." I was then a college student, and it was
hard for me to believe these words. He knew my doubts and so he began
to talk of the deep love the gopis [shepherd girls] had for Krishna.
The Master said: "The gopis' love was pure, divine love. They were so
intoxicated with love that whenever they heard the sound of Krishna's
flute, they would rush to him, leaving home, husband, and children.
Krishna was a shepherd boy. He did not have any wealth. Still the gopis
loved him dearly. They surrendered their bodies, minds, souls, and
everything to their beloved Krishna. It is said in the Bhagavatam that
Krishna played the raslila [the divine sport with the gopis on a full moon
night in autumn]. At that time his entire energy went to the sahasrara [
seventh chakra in the crown of the head], and he was immersed in deep
samadhi in the realm of light and bliss. And the gopis also had the same
experience."
While talking about this divine attraction, the Master suddenly became
speechless and lost all outward consciousness. He was deeply absorbed
in samadhi. I was also beside myself, thinking about the divine
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feet. I began to press his feet vigorously, but he asked me to rub them
gently. I vividly remember the Master saying to me, "I see a light like the
flame of a matchstick inside you." I did not understand what he meant.
He could clearly see what was inside every human being.
Once a gentleman came to visit the Master at Dakshineswar. As he was
taking his leave, the Master asked him, "When are you coming again?"
He replied, "I shall come at about 3:00 P.M. the day after tomorrow." On
that day, at the appointed time, the Master became very restless and
began to pace back and forth, in and out of his room. At last when the
Master realized definitely that the man was not coming, he remarked
indignantly: "So he has not turned up at all! His words cannot be relied
upon."
A few days later, when that gentleman came to visit him, the Master
asked: "How is it that you did not come the other day though you had
said you would? Did your wife pull you by the cloth and thus persuade
you not to come here?" The man was dumbfounded, for that was
actually what had happened. The Master could read the thoughts of
others as one does the open pages of a book.
About caste distinctions, the Master once said to me: "When a match
stick burns, if you put some dry wood on it, will that stick continue to
burn?" I answered, "No, because that little flame of the matchstick will
be extinguished by the pressure of the heavy firewood." Again he asked,
"When a forest of dry wood catches fire, if you throw a raw plantain tree
into it, will it not burn?" "Yes, it will burn," I replied. Then the Master
said: "When a little spirituality dawns in a human mind, one should
observe caste rules, the distinction between the guru and Chosen Deity,
and other current traditions and customs. Otherwise, nonobservance of
these religious rituals and conventions will diminish this little spiritual
ity. But when the blazing light of Brahman illumines the heart, all
distinctions between guru and Chosen Deity, caste, customs, and prac
tices disappear."
The light of Brahman was constantly ablaze in the Master. He ex
perienced Brahman in everything and every being. The Master said: "I
passed through such a state when I ate the discarded leavings of food
alongside a dog in a dirty place. 1 was then carried by a spiritual tempest,
and everything appeared to me as nondual Brahman."
Sri Ramakrishna set the example of a sincere seeker of God. He could not
bear coming into contact with lust and gold. The touch of money would
contort his hands. At one time he could not accept salutations from just
anyone.
Our Master was the embodiment of purity. As soon as there was any talk on
a spiritual subject, he would immediately go into ecstasy. People
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of all communities derived great pleasure from his holy company, and they
would look upon him as their own. He practised universality. He was not
bound by any limitations.
The Master's mind soared constantly in the highest realms of the spirit. The
world was almost nonexistent to him. When he talked with people of this
world, he had to forcibly bring his mind down to a lower plane of
consciousness.
The Master was a spiritual dynamo. While chanting the Lord's name he
would become intoxicated and lose body consciousness. A piece of live
charcoal once touched his body while he was in samadhi but he did not feel
it.
One day a wealthy man came and offered some money to Sri Rama
krishna, but he refused to accept it. He said, "This devil has come to drag
me away from the Divine Mother." A pandit prayed to the Master for
wisdom. The Master told him: "I don't know anything. The Mother
knows everything." When the mind is detached from sense objects, the
light of Brahman is seen in all beings. People are scorched by the fire of
the world because of attachment to sense objects. As the Master was
absorbed day and night in the thought of the Divine Mother, the fire of
the world could not touch him. As a result of constant absorption in the
Divine, the Master enjoyed perennial bliss. He was overwhelmed with
bliss sometimes laughing, sometimes weeping in the joy of ecstasy. I
never saw him devoid of bliss. It pained him to see us cheerless. He was
eager to share with us the eternal joy in which he remained immersed
twenty-four hours of the day. In the presence of the divine light, all work
and study in this world seem mere trash. As our eyes always see the
world of matter, so the Master's eyes constantly saw the light of Brah
man.
Sri Ramakrishna was an embodiment of truth and purity, but he practised
hard austerities to achieve that exalted state. Once he decided that he
would see the Divine Mother in the sun. For three days he gazed at the sun
from sunrise to sunset. The following day he saw the Divine Mother in the
sun. The secret of obtaining God-vision and spiritual illumination is to
possess infinite longing for them both. [One should not practise this type
of sadhana without the instruction of the guru.]
Sri Ramakrishna would be annoyed if he was addressed by any of these
three words: guru, karta [master], and baba [father]. He did not give
mantras in the way it is usually understood and done. But his advent
was for the good of humanity to give liberation to people. He
bestowed his grace on numerous persons. Even during the course of a
conversation he could vouchsafe to a person the vision of his Chosen
Deity by a mere touch or wish. He would make him realize God in his
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heart. There was not the least ostentatious display when giving a man
tram.
When the Master was blessed for the first time with the vision of the
Divine Mother, he thought, "If this vision of mine is true, then let this
big stone [which was in front of the nahabat] jump up thrice." What he
thought immediately happened, , and seeing that, the Master was fully
convinced of the genuineness of his vision.
The Master had passionate love for truth. He always kept his word.
Whenever the carriage reached Dakshineswar to take him to Calcutta, he
would immediately get ready and enter it. Then he would call the driver,
who was perhaps smoking. The Master would hurry because devotees in
Calcutta were waiting for him, and if he were late they would be
worried. When the carriage started, he would be relieved. Once he said, "
If one word of mine is untrue, then whatever I have said is untrue." What
a great statement! It is something new. Can anybody speak such words if
his life is not firmly established in truth?
The Master was a wonderful person. I noticed that a wave of spiritual
power played on the Master's body all the time. A little power in the
brain makes an ordinary person a famous chemist or physicist or politi
cian. On the other hand, a tremendous spiritual current flowed in every
centre of the Master's body. What terrific power he had!
Once the Master told me, pointing to his own picture: "Look. I dwell in
this picture. Meditate on me." "Yes, I will," I told him. All the forms of
gods and goddesses are within Sri Ramakrishna's form. His photograph
symbolizes the piercing of the six centres of kundalini. When I look at
his luminous form, it seems to me that the Master is immersed in the
blissful ocean of Satchidananda transcending the six centres of the
kundalini. I see many wonderful things in the Master's picture. Sri
Ramakrishna manifests himself to those people who are pure in heart.
The last night I stayed at Dakshineswar with the Master was the very
night he got his sore throat [cancer]. In the morning he said to his
nephew, "Ramlal, I have a pain in my throat." A young boy who was
nearby suggested, "Sir, if you apply the juice of the tejbal leaf, your
pain will subside." The Master immediately believed his words and said
to Ramlal: "Look. This boy is suggesting that I apply the juice of tejbal
leaf to relieve this pain. Why don't you make some for me?" Ramlal
knew the Master's nature. He said, "All right, I will make it right now."
That was my last visit to the Master. Afterwards I went to Bankipur [in
Bihar] for my last two years of college. The house where I lived is now
an ashrama. The day the Master passed away I saw him standing in front
of me. I wondered: "How did the Master come here? What is the
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cause of this vision?" The next day I read of the Master's passing away
in the Basumati newspaper.
Once at Dakshineswar the Master said to me: "Do you know why I love
you? You boys are my very own. The Divine Mother has asked me to
love you." I cannot express how much love the Master had for us. We
don't have that capacity to love others. We became intoxicated seeing
the Master, and now people are intoxicated just by hearing his name.
How blessed they are!
he had to succeed! His purpose must be fulfilled. He had to get the full
effect of his work, to know that his offerings, his worship, were accepted.
He left the temple. He was still a young boy. He did not know where to
go. He thought that he would enter into the deep forest and be merged in
deep meditation and practise hard yogas. But some voice within told
him: if there is such a thing as God, then he must be everywhere. So he
commenced practising alone in the very garden of the temple. That
garden is a very large, spacious compound, covering several acres of
land, and with big buildings and many temples. And in a secluded place
in the garden he commenced to practise yoga. He had all time at his
command. He did not care what he ate nor what he put on. Hunger of the
body is not as important as the hunger of the soul and he was hungry in
spirit for the Spirit. He cared for that kind of food, for that kind of
drink, for that kind of clothing. Along what line would he practise?
Simply speaking, simply thinking, simply sitting would not do. Practice
is quite different from study; practising means putting into practical life.
You imbibe certain thoughts and ideas until your actions are nothing but
the reflection of those ideas and thoughts. That is practice. We practise
so many things, but we do not learn many, especially about religion.
Practising religion is very difficult, very hard to understand, very hard
to perform.
He thought of having a guru, a spiritual teacher, who would show him
the proper way. As we have already heard, he never had before in his life
any teacher to satisfy his soul, and he could not at that time get any
teacher. There were many experienced teachers, but all their teaching
fell short of his capacity. He used to say now and then to them: "I want
to know more; what everybody knows, that I know. I want to know
something beyond that, which will satisfy my soul." He saw many
persons coming to the temple and shedding many tears and giving
expression to their feelings of devotion, but he wanted something still
beyond, which would satisfy his thirsty soul. God does not reveal
himself when we look outside for him. His outside aspect is far, far
distant. The nearest of the near is inside, and if we want to see God
sooner we must look inside.
Some force, some power, some tendency, some inclination, dictated to
Ramakrishna to sit quiet and to meditate. He did that. There was no other
way open to him but that. When we sit quiet, we simply close our eyes,
but we are not even physically quiet. We cough, we move, we swallow,
and we do this and that, and many external things torment us. Internally
the mind cannot be made to be quiet. That is against its nature. It is not
built that way. It goes here and there and everywhere without any
purpose. The mind is enslaved, but God has given us a little power
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of control so that we may get and keep that mind under our sway. That
controlling power that we have from our birth is to be developed. That
boy used to sit quietly; the external world used to vanish and he
became merged in deep meditation. We often speak of meditation.
What is meditation? Thinking of God. We have not seen God. We have
heard of him. Can we believe what we have heard? Everything is
doubtful, full of questions. If we meditate properly, doubts will become
less. That is the kind of meditation that we should practise. It is not
beyond our power.
Those very things that are in born sages, that are in all the prophets,
Incarnations of God, are within every man, more or less. We can, if we
try, if we wish, have them developed to the same extent. Ramakrishna
used to meditate, to lose himself physically and mentally in God. "Oh
God, if thou existest, show thyself, prove thyself, appear before me," was
his prayer, and he used to analyze and listen. He would lose all his
physical and mental faculties, and keep simply the spiritual faculty, the
power of discrimination, the power of discovering the light inside. He
used to search with that searchlight that he had kindled with his great
love of truth that was within him from his birth. At last, after perform
ance of hard asceticisms for twelve years, he attained the truth. He found
that there was no difference between this and that, as we often say.
Before, he had heard all those doctrines, all those tenets, but he could not
believe in them, because whenever he prayed he found that his heart did
not correspond with his words. He was sincere to the backbone. We fool
ourselves at every step, at every moment of our lives.
He came out victorious after his great fight. We cannot describe
properly what he went through in those twelve years of hard asceticism.
We cannot realize, because we are not yogis, we are not practitioners of
those hard yogas. If you search for God from outside, he is far, far away
from you. Search inside. Inside means that you will forget the outside;
your mind will not wander in your meditation, you will forget the
external world. Ramakrishna understood all these things and he was
very careful not to be led away by worldly temptations.
Those people who lived around him, and used to see him, told us the
story. They used to see Ramakrishna sitting from morning to night in one
seat, in one posture. He felt no hunger, no thirst, no heat, no cold, no fear,
nothing except inside the burning desire for the truth. That was the way
he lived. That love for the truth became his sustenance. Others used to
come and call him by name: "Get up, get out, eat, drink, or you will die.
We will drive you away from this garden, for we cannot see you dying
here, committing suicide here." It was as though they were addressing a
tree, or the river, for the boy could not hear. Then they used
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said and did and we would see whether his words and actions corre
sponded. Those who have learned about his life have understood a little
glimpse of the truth. After his spiritual success, externally he practised
every religion. He became a Christian, worshipped Jesus the Christ,
understood what Christ was, and what his words and the Bible were. He
used to explain passages of the Bible which he never had read in his
life. He never could read any sentence or utter a single word in English.
He became a Muslim; he understood who Muhammad was and that he
had taught the truth.
All the prophets, sages, and Incarnations of God are nothing else but
messengers to bring the message from Heaven. Ramakrishna could
explain beautifully that there is or can be not one messenger only, not one
path only, not one Incarnation of God, but many, so that the different
types of minds could be satisfied.
We cannot give up the world and go to God. We have been created in
the materials of the world. Inside and outside there is nothing but the
world. Outside it is worldly; inside it is worldly. How from such condi
tions can we raise our level, can we improve our state? He showed the
way. In the Bible Jesus taught, "Be ye in the world but not of it." And
this Ramakrishna came and showed what most Christians say but
cannot understand — how to be in this world but not of it. He said: first
keep before the mind the highest ideal, that you are one with the
Absolute. "Thou art One. Philosophers represent thee variously." Keep
that ideal before you and start from where you are. There is no need of
renouncing the world. Ramakrishna did not go to the forest to practise
his great asceticism after the truth. He stayed in the world; he even
married.
If you want to see God in one life, sages, prophets, and messengers have
shown the way in their practical life, and you will have to do as they have
done. Or, if you have not that great energy, great power, great capacity,
you may go slowly. But go surely. Know that you are going. Do not go
back. Do not stop. Go, even if it be slowly, but advance all the time and
there will come a time when you will see the light, when you will see the
truth, be it in twelve years, be it in twelve lives, be it in twelve centuries.
Time is eternal before us. God is infinite and eternal. But start your work
right now, so that you may be on the right road and may not lose time and
energy.
[From: Voice of Freedom (San Francisco: Vedanta Society), vol. VII, nos.
11-12, February-March 1916]
II
Householder Disciples
and Devotees
Ram Chandra Datta in Calcutta
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a vision. It was after this that I went to the Master and all my questions were
answered.
During our first visit we did not ask any questions. As soon as he saw us
he began to speak: "Who wants God? Man weeps one jugful of tears for
property, two jugfuls of tears for wealth and money, and ten jugfuls of
tears for wife, children, and relatives. But who sheds a teardrop for God?
He only finds God who wants him, who sees darkness all around without
him, who feels terrible discomfort without him." These words from the
Master solved all our problems. From that moment he captured our
hearts.
One day we asked: "Does God exist? How can one see God?" The
Master replied: "God really exists. You do not see any stars during the
day, but that does not mean that the stars do not exist. There is butter in
milk, but can anyone know it by seeing the milk? In order to get butter
you must churn the milk in a cool place before sunrise. If you want to
catch fish in a pond, you have to learn the art of fishing from those who
know it, and then you must sit patiently with a fishing rod, throwing the
line into the water. Gradually the fish will grab the bait. Then, as soon as
the float sinks, you can pull the fish to shore. Similarly, you cannot
realize God by a mere wish. Have faith in the instructions of a holy man.
Make your mind like a fishing rod and your prana, or life force, like a
hook. Your devotion and japam must be like the bait. Eventually you
will be blessed by the vision of God."
Previously we did not believe in the existence of God. Furthermore, after
associating with the Brahmo Samaj we had come to believe that God is
formless. The Master read our minds and said: "Yes, God can be seen.
Can God, whose creation is so beautiful and enchanting, be imper
ceptible?" We said: "Sir, whatever you say is true. Who can refute you?
Is it possible to realize God in this life?" The Master replied: "You get
what you desire. Faith alone is the key to success." Then he sang a song:
The Master continued: "The more you advance in one direction, the more
you leave behind the opposite direction. If you move ten steps towards
the east, you move ten steps away from the west." Then we said: "But
one must have tangible proof. Unless we have direct experience of
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God, how can our weak and doubting minds have faith in his existence?"
The Master replied: "A typhoid patient in a delirious state clamours to
take gallons of water and heaps of rice. But the physician pays no heed
to those entreaties, nor does he prescribe medicine at the patients's
dictation. He knows what he is doing." In spite of listening to the
Master's convincing words, our minds were not satisfied.
A few days later I felt tremendous longing for God. One night I dreamed
that I took my bath in a familiar pond and the Master came and initiated
me with a sacred mantram. He then instructed me, saying, "Repeat this
mantram one hundred times every day after your bath." As soon as I
woke up I felt that my body was throbbing with bliss. The next morning I
rushed to Dakshineswar and related my dream to the Master. Hearing
about it, Sri Ramakrishna joyfully said, "He who receives divine
blessings in a dream is sure to attain liberation." But due to my Western
education, even this assurance from the Master did not convince me. I
had learned from Western thinkers that dreams are fantasies of the mind.
The Master's words had not removed my doubts, so I kept quiet.
As days passed I felt more and more discontented, and in my confused
state of mind I cursed the day I met Sri Ramakrishna. I neither found
pleasure in sense enjoyments nor could I definitely ascertain the
existence of God. A few days passed this way. Then one morning at 11
o'clock, I was standing near the southwest corner of College Square in
Calcutta with a friend. We were talking about our mental unrest. All of a
sudden a dark-complexioned man appeared before us and said with a
smile: "Why are you so anxious? Have patience." We were taken aback.
Who was this man, we wondered, who had read our minds and lifted our
spirits? We looked in all directions for the stranger, but he was gone. We
were puzzled. It could not have been an illusion, for both of us had seen
and heard him in broad daylight. I took this incident to be a message
from God. When I related to the Master what had happened, he said, "
Yes, you will see many such things."
For some time after this incident I felt great tranquility of mind. I began
to taste the bliss of God. Sometimes out of ecstasy I would laugh for
half an hour, or I would cry so much that tears would wet my cloth.
One day I prayed to the Master to be initiated into sannyasa. But Sri
Ramakrishna dissuaded me, saying: "Nothing should be done on the
spur of the moment. God alone knows what he intends to do through a
particular person. Have you not seen that if the mother fish is killed in a
pond, her newborn children are eaten by other fish? Similarly, where
will your wife and children be if you leave the world? You must not try
to upset the arrangement God has made for you. Everything will come
in time."
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the Master's visit, but then I felt ashamed to show my face to him. During that
time I earned several hundred rupees which I entrusted to my wife. I then
realized that it was only through the Master's grace that I earned that extra
money, and I was so mean as to want to enjoy it by myself. Immediately I
set about with heart and soul to arrange the festival. The Master came and
many devotees participated in the function. After distributing bliss and
peace in the hearts of the devotees he left for Dakshineswar.
The next evening [June 3, 1883] I went to Dakshineswar. The Master
gave me various spiritual instructions, and we talked until 10 o'clock at
night. It was a dark night. After taking leave of the Master I went to the outer
verandah. Then I saw that he was following me, so I turned towards
him. The Master came near me and said, "Well, what do you want?" What
do you want? These words penetrated inside me like light ning. I thought:
"What should I ask for? Should I ask for money?" Immediately I felt
ashamed of craving for money. Then I thought: " Should I ask for
supernatural powers?" My mind immediately reacted adversely, thinking of
the dangerous results of those powers. "Then what should I ask for from
the Master?"
Although I realized that Sri Ramakrishna was standing in front of me like
a kalpataru [wish-fulfilling tree], ready to grant any boon I wanted, I was at a
loss to know what to ask for. Finally, overwhelmed with emotion, I
said: "Lord, I don't know what to ask for. You decide for me." "Give me back
the mantram I gave you in that dream." Saying this, the Master went into
samadhi. Immediately my heart overflowed with heavenly bliss. I
wondered, "Is this really happening or is it a dream?" Without losing any
time, I prostrated before the Master and offered the mantram mentally at his
feet like a flower. The Master touched my head with his right foot, and I
also lost outer consciousness. Gradually the Master came back to the
normal plane of consciousness and took his foot away. Then he said to me,
"If you wish to see anything, look at me." I looked up and saw my Chosen
Deity, the object of my meditation, in him. Then he told me: "You do not
need to practise any more spiritual disciplines. Just come here and see me
now and then, and bring with you a pice worth of something as a present."
From that moment I began to live in the realm of peace. I got the taste of
divine bliss. I recognized my guru and realized that he and my Chosen
Deity were one. I knew the Master to be my all in all.
Soon after I met Sri Ramakrishna I began reading Sri Sri Chaitanya
Charitamrita [a biography of Chaitanya]. The more I read that book, the
more I could visualize the Master. It seemed to me that Sri Chaitanya and Sri
Ramakrishna were the same person. I was curious. Then one day
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the Master asked me to stay that night at Dakshineswar and I agreed. In the
evening I was alone with him. Suddenly he asked me, "What are you
looking at?" "I am looking at you." He again asked, "What do you think of
me?" I replied, "I consider you to be Chaitanya." The Master was silent for
a moment and then said, "Well, Bhairavi Brahmani used to say the same
thing." The Master's words were significant.
As days went by I saw more and more of Sri Ramakrishna's extraordinary
spiritual powers. Whenever I wished to hear the Master's words on a
certain subject he would speak on that same topic. The Master knew
everything one did. An example of his powers was shown when I took him
some sweets. The Master was very fond of jilipis [a sweet], so one day on
my way to Dakshineswar I bought some for him from a shop in Calcutta.
As I was crossing the Baghbazar bridge, a little boy begged for one of
those jilipis and began to run alongside my carriage. I tried to discourage
him through scoldings, but he persisted. Then I thought that perhaps the
boy was God in disguise, so I gave him a piece. Nobody else knew about
this incident.
After arriving at Dakshineswar I put the sweets in the Master's room and
spent the whole day there. In the afternoon Sri Ramakrishna asked for
some refreshments, and I immediately placed the jilipis in front of him.
Then a strange thing happened. He touched them and looked up. He then
broke a few and, shaking his head, expressed his unwillingness to eat
them. After this he washed his hands.
I was so perturbed and upset that I threw the jilipis away and went home.
After a few days I returned to Dakshineswar and the Master said to me: "
When you bring something for me, don't give any of it away beforehand. I
can't take anything without offering it to God, and I can't offer anything to
him that has been defiled by being offered to someone else first." Such
events happened many times, convincing me that Sri Ramakrishna was an
Incarnation of God.
Hriday [a nephew of Sri Ramakrishna] served the Master for many
years, and as a result he received his uncle's blessings. Gradually,
however, he became greedy and possessive. No one could talk to the
Master or sit near him without first satisfying Hriday with some gifts.
When the Master learned about this situation, he forbade Hriday to
continue this behaviour. But Hriday paid no attention and did not
change his ways. He spoke rudely to Sri Ramakrishna in public and
bullied him into submission over trifles. Hriday even dared to put on
airs of great sanctity, imitating the gestures Sri Ramakrishna made
when in ecstatic moods, and singing and dancing as the Master did.
Thus Hriday became a great nuisance. He began to rule the Master, and
the latter could do nothing about it.
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Once, when Sri Ramakrishna was in bed with a fever, a devotee [Ram
himself] came to visit him while Hriday was temporarily away, bringing
with him a cauliflower as a gift. The Master was very pleased and
praised the thoughtful gift. But he added hastily, "Please hide it, though,
and don't tell Hriday, or he'll be angry with me!" The cauliflower was
immediately put away as he wished. Then the Master went on to defend
Hriday, praising his past services and adding: "Mother has rewarded him
well for his faithfulness. He has been able to buy land for himself. He
can afford to lend money to people. And he's a very important person in
this temple, highly honoured." No sooner had Sri Ramakrishna finished
saying this than Hriday entered the room and spied the cauliflower. Sri
Ramakrishna seemed dismayed. He said pleadingly to his nephew: "I
never asked him to bring me this. He brought it of his own accord.
Believe me I never asked him to!" But Hriday flew into a rage and
scolded the Master severely, saying that the doctor had forbidden him to
eat cauliflower because it disagreed with him. I still shiver when I
remember Hriday's terrible form. Meanwhile Sri Ramakrishna weep-
ingly addressed the Divine Mother: "O Mother, you freed me from all
worldly ties, and yet you let Hriday humiliate me like this!" Suddenly
his mood changed. He smiled and said: "Mother, he only scolds me
because he loves me dearly. He's still only a boy. He doesn't know what
he's doing. You must not be angry with him, Mother." The Master then
went into samadhi.
Towards the end of May 1881, Trailokya, one of Mathur's sons, arrived
at Dakshineswar with his wife and children to take part in the annual
festival commemorating the founding of the temple. Hriday went to the
temple to perform the worship. Trailokya's ten-year-old daughter was
then in the shrine of Kali. Suddenly Hriday felt inspired and began to
worship the little girl as the goddess with flowers and sandal paste. He
was imitating Sri Ramakrishna, but this act actually brought about his
downfall. Later that day Trailokya's wife noticed sandal paste on her
daughter's feet and found out what had happened. She began to cry,
thinking that this was very inauspicious for her daughter. [It was believed
that if a brahmin worshipped a girl of a lower caste, she would be
widowed soon after marriage.] Trailokya became furious. He
immediately ordered his guard to remove Hriday from the temple
precincts.
Hriday did not go far, however. He settled down in the garden house of
Jadu Mallik, just outside the temple grounds. Sri Ramakrishna used to
visit him now and then, and he regularly sent him food from his own
share. For a while Hriday kept trying to persuade the Master to leave
Dakshineswar and go with him in search of another Kali temple where
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they could be together again. But the Master always refused. One day he
said to Hriday, "Do you want to hawk me from door to door like a curio?
Once three girls in my family died from cholera, and as a result I could
not visit the Master the following Sunday. The Master told the Calcutta
devotees: "Something terrible has happened in Ram's family. Please go
and visit him." That night the devotees came to my house and informed
me that the Master was very worried about me. I sent a messenger to the
Master the next day with details of what had happened. The following
Sunday, when I went to visit him, I saw that he was more grief-stricken
than I.
The devotees of Sri Ramakrishna began observing the Master's birth
day with an annual festival at Dakshineswar. Devotees would begin to
assemble there in the morning. Trailokya and the temple staff would
help in coordinating the function. At 10 o'clock in the morning the
Master would take his bath and then put on a new cloth. The singers
would then start kirtan [devotional singing], and the Master would join
them, improvising words now and then. This brought life to the singing
as well as to the gathering.
The devotees could not restrain themselves when the Master was in
ecstasy. They also became overwhelmed with spiritual emotion. It was
contagious. When the Master lost outer consciousness, the devotees
would put white sandal paste on his forehead and feet and a garland
around his neck. At such times he would look beautiful! We would gaze
in awe at his wonderful form in samadhi. Some devotees would sing
and dance around the Master. Then after regaining outer consciousness,
the Master would throw away the garland and wipe off the sandal paste,
because these were signs of rajas, which he could not bear. Later he
would eat with the devotees.
Sri Ramakrishna was very compassionate to the poor, destitute, and
dejected. One year, on his birthday celebration, a poor woman devotee of
Calcutta brought four rasogollas [cheese balls soaked in syrup] for him
and gave them to Holy Mother at the nahabat. Other women devotees
were also present there, and they told her: "The Master is now busy with
the devotees. How can Holy Mother carry these sweets to him?
Moreover, the Master has already finished his meal. He won't eat
anything more now. If he does, he will be sick." These words pierced the
heart of that poor woman, and tears came to her eyes. She mentally cried
to him: "Master, you are the Lord of the poor and the lowly. Your rich
devotees have arranged this festival spending a lot of money, and you are
in a festive mood with them. I am a poor, simple woman. Somehow I
managed to save four pice, and with that I bought these sweets for you.
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I don't know what to do! I am helpless. Now I feel that you are not the
Lord of the poor." The Master was omniscient. He felt that someone was
pulling him, and he immediately left the gathering, went to the nahabat,
and ate the sweets that the poor woman had brought for him.
In 1884 Sri Ramakrishna went to the Star Theatre to see Chaitanya Lila,
a play by Girish Chandra Ghosh on the life of Chaitanya. It was an
auspicious day in Girish's life. He used to visit the Master quite often. In
spite of his heavy drinking, Girish was undoubtedly an intelligent person.
He knew that the guru was Brahma, Vishnu, and Shiva. And although he
realized that Sri Ramakrishna was an extraordinary person, he still wanted
to test his greatness. Sri Ramakrishna also went to another play of Girish's,
and on that occasion Girish was drunk. When the play was over he publicly
rebuked the Master, using the most coarse and brutal words. The devotees
were very angry at Girish, but they con¬ trolled themselves, seeing the
Master's serene face. Sri Ramakrishna did not react at all. He smiled as usual
and left for Dakshineswar.
When the news of what Girish had done spread among the rest of
the devotees, they became very upset. The next day I went to
Dakshineswar and found the Master surrounded by devotees. As soon
as he saw me the Master said, "Girish has scolded me."
"What can you do, sir? You will have to endure."
"Shall I have to digest his beating?" The Master seemed surprised at
the suggestion.
"Yes, Girish should not be blamed. When the cowherd boys were
killed by the venomous snake Kaliya, Krishna punished him by jumping
on his head. Then Kaliya began to spew out poison in great quantities.
Krishna asked him why he was emitting poison, and Kaliya replied:
'Lord, you yourself have given me this poison. It is all I have with which
to worship you. Where shall I get nectar?' It is the same with Girish.
Whatever rubbish or poisonous stuff was within him, he released on
you. If he were to speak those same words to anyone else, that person
would undoubtedly take revenge. If he were to say those things to me,
I would sue him! Knowing all this, Girish flung his filthy stuff on you,
and you accepted it as an offering."
Immediately the Master's face turned crimson and tears rolled from
his eyes. He stood up and got ready to go to Girish's house. A couple of
devotees asked the Master not to go out in the scorching sun, as it would
be tiring for him, but he did not listen. He immediately got into [Ram's]
carriage and went to Girish's house.
Meanwhile Girish had become very repentant for his bad behaviour.
He was torturing himself, refusing food, and weeping profusely. He
wondered how he could ever show his face again to the devotees. But
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when the compassionate Master arrived at his home, Girish realized that
he had been forgiven. Sri Ramakrishna gave him much spiritual advice
and sang devotional songs with the devotees, and this removed the
shame and agony from Girish's mind. Thus the Master's spiritual power
overwhelmed Girish and conquered his heart.
friend of Girish's, and his life had been transformed by the Master. He was
a prominent devotee and took care of the Master at Shyampukur.
Immediately Kalipada made arrangements for the worship of Mother Kali.
He decorated the house with lights, and obtained the necessary articles for
worship.
In the evening all articles candles, incense, flowers, fruits, farina
pudding, fried bread, sweets, etc. were placed in front of the Master.
The room was filled with people. Candles were on both sides of the
Master. We all thought that the Master himself would perform the
worship, although there was no image. The Master and the devotees sat
there in silence. All of a sudden it came to my mind: "It is needless for
the Master to perform worship. We shall worship him." I whispered this
to Girish, who responded with excitement: "What do you say? Is the
Master waiting to accept our worship?"
Girish then took some flowers and offered them to the Master, saying, "
Victory to Sri Ramakrishna." Immediately the Master went into sama
dhi. The devotees were overwhelmed, and they began to dance and
chant, "Victory to Sri Ramakrishna." When the Master came back to his
normal plane of consciousness, a devotee offered a bowl of farina
pudding to him and he ate it. The prasad was distributed among the
devotees, and everyone was filled with joy. It is almost impossible to
describe the festivity of that night.
Gradually the Master's disease took a serious turn, and it became
difficult for him to swallow even blended food. His voice sounded
hoarse and his body became emaciated. He did not have sufficient
strength to walk. Since his body was not responding well to the current
treatment, the doctors suggested that we move him to a healthy, spa
cious place outside Calcutta. A devotee [Ram] asked Sri Ramakrishna, "
Master, tell us where we might find a suitable place for you." "What do
I know?" replied the Master. The devotee asked, "Should we try at
Cossipore or the Baranagore area?" The Master nodded his head. Imme
diately that devotee went to Cossipore and met Mahim Chakrabarty,
who informed him of the Cossipore garden house. It was rented for the
Master at eighty rupees per month.
The change improved the Master's health a little. The wound in his
throat healed to some extent, and he gained a little strength. While he
was at Dakshineswar the Master had made a forecast regarding his end,
saying, "Before I go, I'll cast my whole secret to the winds." We heard
it. On January 1, 1886, the Master felt much better. It was a holiday, so
many people had come to visit the Master at Cossipore. During the
previous week a devotee had asked Sri Ramakrishna to bless Harish
Mustafi, but he had not said anything. On January 1, however, as soon
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as Harish went to the Master, the latter blessed him. Out of joy, tears came
from Harish's eyes. He came downstairs and informed a devotee: "Brother,
I cannot hold the surge of bliss within. What is this? I have never
experienced such a thing in my life!" With tearful eyes the devotee said, "
Brother, it is the grace of the Master."
We were all seated on the lawn of the garden house that day when the
Master called for Devendra. After seeing the Master, Devendra told us:
"The Master said to me: 'Ram has declared me to be an avatar. Can all
of you verify Ram's statement? Keshab's disciples also call him an
avatar.'" We could not figure out why the Master said that. In the
afternoon the Master came to the lawn for a walk, and the devotees
followed him. I vividly remember the scene and the Master's wonderful
form. His body was covered with warm clothing, and there was a green
cap on his head covering both ears. His face radiated light and joy. It
was a sight to see.
Coming near us, he raised his right hand and said: "What more need I tell
you? I bless you all. Be illumined!" Then he went into samadhi. The
devotees picked flowers from the garden and offered them at the Master's
feet, saying, "Victory to Sri Ramakrishna!" Some threw flowers in the air
out of joy, and it looked like it was raining flowers.
When the Master regained outer consciousness, he touched Akshay Sen'
s chest. Immediately Akshay began to shed tears in ecstasy. The Master
then touched Navagopal Ghosh, Upendra Nath Majumdar, Ramlal
Chattopadhyay, Atul Ghosh, Ganguly, and some others. Touching
Haramohan the Master said: "Not today. You will have to wait." Then
the Master returned to his room. All the devotees were extremely happy
that day. But alas! Who could realize that it was the Master's last play?
The cancer in his throat became worse after this. Dr. Rajendra Datta,
Dr. Navin Pal, and Dr. Coats of the Calcutta Medical College treated
the Master with great care but could not improve his condition. Then
Pandit Shashadhar Tarkachudamani asked the Master to put his mind on
the wound during samadhi, saying that that would heal the throat. But
the Master refused, saying: "Shall I have to cure my disease through
samadhi? The mind has been given to God once and for all. How can I
withdraw it from him and turn it on this worthless body?"
Although the Master was in terrible pain he was always joyful. We
never saw him sad or worried. He talked about God to whomever came
to see him. If someone asked about his health, he would say: "Let the
body and pain take care of each other. O my mind, you stay in bliss."
Many times the devotees implored the Master, "Sir, if you do not cure
yourself, none can cure you." The Master always answered calmly: "I
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see that the body is like a paper doll, and it has a hole in its throat. What
shall I do with it?"
On Sunday morning, August 15, 1886, the last day of the Bengali month
of Shravana, he asked a devotee to read the almanac to him. After listening
to the descriptions of that day, he heard about the next day Bhadra,
which was an inauspicious day for journeying reader to stop. [Actually
this incident took place about eight or nine days before his passing
away. Swami Yogananda read the almanac to the Master.] In the
afternoon he told the doctor that both of his sides were in pain, as if
they were burping. He then extended his hand so the doctor could
check his pulse. The doctor indicated that the Master's condition was
serious. The Master then became indrawn. He did not talk anymore about
his disease or pain.
After a while he said, "I wish I could eat a lot of rice and lentil." That
night he ate farina pudding and milk more easily than on other days, and he
slept peacelully till 1:00 A.M. Then at 1:06 A.M. [actually 1:02] the
Master suddenly went into samadhi [August 16, 1886]. It was a full moon
night. The disciples guessed that it was mahasamadhi [the great
departure], and the news was sent to the Master's devotees. Immediately
everyone rushed to Cossipore.
Vishwanath Upadhyay, the ambassador of Nepal and a devotee of the
Master, came early that morning. He saw that the Master's body was stiff,
his hair was standing erect, and his gaze was fixed. He checked the
backbone and felt that it was still warm, so he doubted that it was
mahasamadhi. Hearing Vishwanath Upadhyay's opinion, the devotees
brought in Dr. Mahendra Sarkar, who declared that the Master had passed
away. The devotees were now submerged in grief. They still kept vigil,
however, until 5 o'clock that afternoon.
The devotees then carried the Master's body downstairs and placed it on
a decorated cot. His body was bathed by his attendants with a wet towel
and covered with an ochre cloth. After that they put white sandal paste,
flowers, and garlands on it. A couple of photographs of the Master and
the devotees were then taken. The Master looked beautiful. Meanwhile
Surendra, a great devotee of the Master, arrived. He offered flowers and
bel leaves at the Master's feet and said with tears: "Master, I am sad to
see you in this condition. What more shall I say? All my hope and
aspiration, perhaps, are going to be ended today! Please accept this
flower offering from your wretched devotee."
At 6:00 P.M. the devotees formed a procession and carried the Master's
body to the bank of the Ganga, singing kirtan with drums and cymbals.
The funeral pyre was ready, and the Master's body was placed on it. The
devotees ignited the pyre while Trailokya Nath Sanyal sang
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some suitable devotional songs. Gradually the Master's body was reduced
to ashes, and the relics were collected in a copper urn.
When the devotees were returning to the Cossipore garden house, there
was a terrible incident. Upendra Nath Mukhopadhyay, a devotee of the
Master, was bitten by a snake. He fell on the street, and the other
devotees immediately tied his leg with a string so that the poison might
not spread all over his body. Then they cauterized the spot with a piece
of red hot iron. By the grace of the Master, Upen's life was saved.
The disciples of Sri Ramakrishna placed the urn containing the Master's
relics in his Cossipore room and began to worship it daily and offer food as
they always had. Then on Janmashtami [Krishna's birthday], August 24,
1886, the relics of the Master [actually part of the relics] were installed at
the Kankurgachi Yogodyana with ritualistic worship and a grand festival.
Since then the daily worship of the Master has been going on at the
Kankurgachi Yogodyana.
Long ago I heard about Sri Ramakrishna and read about him in the
Indian Mirror and Sulabh Samachar. I talked about him with my friends
and had a desire to see him, but my desire was not fulfilled until the fall
of 1879. At that time it rained continuously for four days. One Saturday
night I saw in a dream that the whole world was flooded with water. All
of the tall buildings of Calcutta, including the Ochterloney Monument,
were swept away by the terrible current. In whatever direction I looked
I saw only water and not a single human being. I was drifting helplessly
in the current. All of a sudden the thought came to my mind: "Where is
my mother? Where are my wife, daughter, and sisters?" Immediately I
heard a voice: "There is no one left in this world who is your own. All
are dead."
"Then what is the use of my living?"
"Suicide is a great sin."
"Then where shall I go? I don't find any human habitation."
"No one is alive in this world. All are dead."
"When none is alive, then with whom shall I stay?"
"They only have survived from this deluge who have realized God. You will
meet them very soon and live with them."
"I see only water all around. What shall I eat?"
"Search below your heart. You will get food."
I put my hand below my chest and found a plank of wood, which was helping
me to float in the current. I was surprised to witness this play of
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God. Without my knowing it he had sent a plank to save my life. I did not
know how to swim well, so it would have been impossible for me to float for
such a long time.
I woke up at four o'clock in the morning, but I lay there perplexed for some
time. Then, seeing my wife, I cried out: "Where am I? Who are you?"
Hearing this, she was dumbfounded. When I regained my normal
consciousness, I realized that what I had seen was a dream.
Later that morning I told my cousin Ram Chandra Datta about my
dream. Ram said: "What you have seen is true. To tell you the truth, all
beings are submerged in maya. They are the living dead." Then I said to
Ram, "For a long time I have been thinking about meeting Sri Rama
krishna Paramahamsa at Dakshineswar, but I'm sorry to say I have not
made any time to do so." Ram immediately said: "Let us go today [
Sunday, November 13, 1879]. It is an auspicious day, and moreover it's
a holiday."
We immediately got ready. Gopal Chandra Mittra, Ram, and I first
went to Prankrishna Datta, a close friend of ours and a member of the
New Dispensation. Quite often I had heard from him about Sri Rama
krishna. But for some reason he could not join us. We three then went
to Dakshineswar by boat. After landing at the chandni ghat we inquired
about Sri Ramakrishna, and someone pointed out a room towards the
north end of the compound. Accordingly we reached his room, but the
door was closed. We did not dare knock at his door. Later someone
encouraged us to knock, and so we did. An ordinary looking man
opened the door, bowed down to us, and invited us to sit on his cot. We
saw a tall man lying on the floor. Later we learned that he was Hriday,
a nephew of Sri Ramakrishna. We were very much impressed seeing
Sri Ramakrishna's serene face.
When I had left home that morning I expected Sri Ramakrishna
Paramahamsa to be like other monks — with shaven head, wearing an
ochre cloth, and sitting on a tiger skin. But when I met him I saw that
there was no external show about him and he was very simple. He was
wearing a dhoti [cloth] using half of it to cover his upper body.
Sri Ramakrishna said to Hriday with a smile: "Hridu, these people are
quiet by nature. They do not belong to the Brahmo Samaj." Hriday
agreed. I then said to Sri Ramakrishna: "I have been connected with the
Brahmo Samaj from my boyhood. I believe the Brahmo religion is the
only true religion. I hate idolatry." Sri Ramakrishna said, "I meant that
you do not belong to any group." I was a little embarrassed. Then he
continued: "As an imitation custard apple reminds one of the real fruit,
so the divine images enkindle the presence of God. He is all-powerful.
It is possible for him to manifest in anything."
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Living in God means that one offers one's body and mind to him. Have
constant recollectedness of God. Life in the world is fraught with fear,
and moreover there are so many ways in which the mind can get
polluted. But if you can somehow keep your mind in God, all obstacles
will go away. There is tremendous power in the name of God. Sing his
name and glories."
I then asked, "Does God listen to our prayers?" Immediately the Master got
excited and said: "What are you saying? You call on God and he does not
listen? He is omnipresent and omniscient. How do you know that he does
not listen to your prayers? You have no faith, so you are doubting him." I
humbly expressed my ignorance to the Master.
Then I asked, "Sir, would you tell us how to increase our longing for
God?" The Master said with a smile: "As hunger and thirst arise spon
taneously, so does longing for God. Everything depends on time. Mere
thinking cannot make a person hungry. In the same way longing for God
does not come simply by saying, 'Let there be longing.' Yearning is
awakened in the mind automatically when a person feels the need for
God. Yearning for God does not come until and unless a person has
satisfied his cravings for mundane objects, renounced all attachment to
lust and gold, and shunned worldly comforts and enjoyments like filth.
How many people are restless for God-realization? People shed a jugful
of tears for their wives, children, or money, but who weeps for God? He
who longs for him will certainly find him. Cry to him. Call on him every
evening with a longing heart. You will see him."
I fell at the Master's feet, and he went into samadhi. I then felt his grace as
well as an inexpressible joy inside. When he came back to normal
consciousness, he sang this song:
Oh brother, persist joyfully,
You will succeed gradually.
What went wrong will be set right.
Anka was saved, Banka was saved,
And the butcher Sujan was saved.
Teaching the parrot, the prostitute was saved.
So was saved Mira Bai.
Having the wealth and treasure of the world,
The trader still drives the bullock,
When misfortune overtakes him,
No trace (of all these) will be left.
Have deep devotion in your mind;
Give up hypocrisy and craftiness.
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few well-known people like him in India, yet he had so much love and
respect for Sri Ramakrishna!
One day I went to Dakshineswar and saw the Master talking to the
devotees in the Panchavati. About the same time Keshab reached there
with some of his followers. Seeing Keshab, Sri Ramakrishna was de
lighted. They talked for some time. Then Keshab said to the Master: "Sir,
if you permit, I want to make your message known to the public. It will
definitely do people good and bring peace to the world." Sri Rama
krishna replied in an ecstatic mood: "It is not the time to spread the
message of this place [i.e., his message] through lectures and newspapers.
The power and ideas that are within this body will automatically spread
all around in course of time. Hundreds of Himalayas will not be able to
suppress that power." As the Master said this his eyes were wide open and
his face radiated a wonderful glow. All were quiet. Then the Master went
into samadhi. On this occasion I realized that one day Sri Rama-krishna's
message would spread far and wide.
main gate of the temple garden at Dakshineswar. It was half an hour before
sunset.
Having a poetic mind, I was deeply impressed with the beautiful
flower garden. I picked some flowers and was overwhelmed by their
fragrance. After some time we entered Sri Ramakrishna's room.
The Master was seated on his small cot and the devotees were on the
floor. I didn't know any of them. The first thing I heard from the Master's
lips was: "When, hearing the name of God once, you shed tears and your
hair stands on end, then you may know for certain that you do not have
to perform any more karma." (Srima Darshan, I. 339-40)
[Note: Further references to Srima Darshan will be referred to by part and
page number only.]
guru is always behind you. He can remove your suffering by a mere wish.
He makes everything favourable. A juggler threw a rope with many knots
in it in front of a thousand people, and none could untie a single knot. But
the juggler immediately removed all the knots just by a jerk of his hand.
Don't worry. The guru will remove all your obstacles." What agony I was
suffering, but I had found the Master. How he guided my life! Later my
father came. We were reconciled with love and affection, and he took me
back home. In retrospect we see that God is all-auspicious, but we judge
things superficially. It was my family problems and my desire to commit
suicide that led me to God. (I. 340-41)
My Boyhood Memory
I remember an incident from my boyhood. I went to Rishra with my
mother, and from there we visited the Car Festival of Jagannath at
Mahesh. On our way back we stopped at the Dakshineswar Kali temple. I
was then four years old. Standing in front of the Kali temple, I began to
cry because I could not see my mother in the crowd. She was then
visiting the other temples. I heard people saying, "This is the Kali temple
of Rani Rasmani." In the meantime a man came and consoled me. Most
probably it was Sri Ramakrishna. It was 1858 and he was then a priest of
the Kali temple and practising austerity there. My next meeting with the
Master was twenty-four years later. (VII. 198)
Keshab Sen and others in his room at Dakshineswar. People heard the
Master's words, but the Master alone heard the Mother's words. An
other day he said: "The Mother is going up and down the stairs in the
temple. Her hair is dishevelled, and her anklets are making a jhun-jhun
sound." Once in Cossipore he said, "Today I saw the Mother playing a
vina [a musical instrument]." The Master was absorbed in the formless
aspect of the Mother for six months at the time of his sadhana.
One day I went to Dakshineswar and found the Master sweeping the garden
path to the north of his room. Seeing me, he said, "The Mother walks here,
so I am cleaning the path."
The Master used to say, "Sculpture, painting, poetry, music all these
fine arts make one thoughtful." We also heard from him that Navin, a
sculptor, used to eat only once a day, at three o'clock in the afternoon, a
vegetarian meal of rice, boiled vegetables, and butter. When Navin made
the image of Mother Kali at Dakshineswar he practised self-control and
hard austerities for six months. That is why the image looks alive. Only
when the sculptor is absorbed in the Divine can he project divinity in a
stone image. (VIII. 166, IX. 119, III. 96, IV. 200)
What a wonderful person the Master was! A few minutes earlier in the
carriage he had been in samadhi, and when he alighted he was still
absorbed in that mood, so his steps were faltering. But still he was quite
aware of social formalities, such as the condition of his clothes. What a
fantastic mind he had! At that time two opposite ideas were harmonized
in his behaviour. On the one hand his mind had transcended the world
and was merged in God, and on the other he was inquiring about human
affairs. This should be the ideal: "True to the kindred points of heaven
and earth." This we find in the lives of the avatars [incarnations]. The
avatar brings the message of the Infinite to the finite world. (VI. 281)
The Master knew the past history and samskaras [impressions] of his
intimate disciples and would mould them accordingly. For example:
Suppose he felt that a disciple should live with him for his spiritual
growth. At that time he would not let the disciple visit his home in
Calcutta. If the Master were told that a relative was sick at home, he
would say: "Let it be. If there is any emergency, the neighbours will
take care of it. You will not have to go." What he meant was, trials and
tribulations, sorrows and sufferings, have always existed and will con
tinue to exist in this world, but the Master would not live forever. For
this reason he forced his disciples to live with him while they had the
chance. As Christ said, "Me ye have not always."
Once he sent me to practise meditation under the bel tree of Dak-shineswar.
I closed my eyes and sat facing east. When I opened my eyes after
meditation I found the Master, the object of my meditation, standing in
front of me. Immediately I bowed down to him. He did not merely give
instructions, he also kept an eye on each person to see whether he was
practising the instructions or not. If somebody was unable to do it, he would
help him like a loving mother.
I once lived at Dakshineswar for a few days at the Master's instruction.
One day a messenger came from my Calcutta home with a letter for me.
As soon as the Master saw the letter he cried out as if he were afraid of
a snakebite: "What is this? What is this? Throw it away." I immediately
threw it away as if it were poison. He did not allow me to read it,
thinking that the spiritual mood that I was acquiring by living with him
would be destroyed by worldly news. He led his disciples against the
current of maya, so he was extremely cautious. The path of the world
goes downward, but the Master went in the opposite direction and
guided his disciples the same way.
Once the Master asked a devotee: "How is everybody in your family? Are
they all right?" The devotee answered: "They are so so. You have told us
that here there will be no talk other than about God." The Master was
pleased to hear this reply. Later he would get information about the welfare
of this devotee's family through someone else.
Girish Ghosh once said to the Master: "Sir, my servant was down with a
fever for six days. Your prasad cured him." At once the Master scolded
him: "Fie on you! What a small-minded person you are! You are asking
for pumpkins and gourds from God! You should ask for immortality from
him."
A visitor came one day to the Master and was introduced as an atheist. The
Master patted him on the back and said, "Oh no, how can he be an atheist?"
The Master knew what was inside that person. He used to say, "I can see
what is inside each person, just as I see what is inside this glass
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case." The Master understood that since that person had come to see him, he
could not be an atheist.
There was another person whose monthly salary was twenty-five rupees.
He used to bring rabri [pieces of thickened milk, soaked in syrup] and
other fancy sweets for the Master. The Master later told us: "Look. The
things that man brought for me seem like filth." Afterwards we found out
that though the man's regular salary was twenty-five rupees, he was
making an extra thirty rupees by presenting false bills. The Master saw
his food to be filth and could not eat it.
Once Ishan Mukherjee visited the Master wearing a gold ring on his
finger. He was then fifty years old. Nothing escaped the Master's eyes.
Seeing the ring, he remarked with a smile, "There was an old prostitute
who lost all her physical beauty, but she always adorned herself with
earrings." Hearing the Master's comment, everybody laughed loudly. (I.
40-42, 55, 64, 241)
Days in Cossipore
Once when Sri Ramakrishna was ill at the Cossipore garden house,
somebody said to him, "Sir, why don't you go to Dakshineswar?" "Why?"
asked the Master. "Because Mother Kali is there," was the reply. "Is not the
Mother here?" said the Master.
On the eve of the holi festival at Cossipore, the Master touched his heart
with the palm of his hand and then made a circle around himself with a
finger. He then said to Narendra, "Tell me what I have indicated."
Narendra replied, "Sir, the whole universe has emanated from you." The
Master was pleased and said to Rakhal: "Just see. Now he understands
me." Previously Narendra had not accepted the concept of avatar, or
Incarnation of God. But now he did, so the Master was happy.
Narendra sang this song at Cossipore:
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and returned to Cossipore after purchasing the cup. The Master took the
cup in his hands and looked at it. Why did he do this? The Master knew I
would remember this incident all through my life and that it would be
helpful to me. The remembrance that I had bought a cup for an avatar
would inspire my mind and become a living meditation. (XV. 161, III. 225,
IV. 322-24, V. 209; Gospel, p. 950; IV. 19, VIII. 190)
My Crisis
While the Master was lying sick at the Cossipore garden house, I was
working as headmaster of Vidyasagar's Shyambazar High School. I
visited the Master quite often, and as a result I could not pay sufficient
attention to the activities of the school. The students' test scores suffered
a little. Vidyasagar was displeased with this and said to me, "You are
visiting Sri Ramakrishna too much, so the results of the examinations
were not good." I immediately resigned my job and informed the Master.
He said three times, "You did the right thing." He knew that I did not
have any savings and that I might have to starve, but still he said that I
had done the right thing. Whatever one does for God is the right thing to
do. First serve God and then the world.
When I quit that job I was worried about how I would feed my children.
Within fifteen days I got another job. A teacher of the Hindu School was
on leave, and the headmaster of that school called me and appointed me in
his place, saying that the post was likely to be permanent. Even then I was
worried. Another day I was abstractedly pacing back and forth on the
verandah when I heard someone calling me from downstairs. I went down
and found a messenger who gave me a letter from Surendra Nath Banerjee
requesting me to visit him. When I met him, he said to me: "I hear you
have given up your job. Why don't you work in our college?" So I joined
the Ripon College [now Surendra Nath College] as a professor and worked
there for five years. (IV. 308-9, VII. 37)
My Visit to Kamarpukur
I went to Kamarpukur in 1886 during Saraswati Puja when the Master was
living at Cossipore. At that time the Master had raised my mind to such a
high state that I perceived light everywhere in Kamarpukur. I saw trees,
plants, birds, beasts, human beings all as luminous forms and I bowed
down to them.
While travelling on the road to Burdwan I reflected that the Master had
walked on this road, so every bit of its dust was pure. Part of the way I
went by bullock cart and the rest on foot. On the way I saw a man
carrying weapons. I immediately rushed to the cart and asked the driver,
"Is this man a robber?" The driver replied: "No, he is not a robber. He is
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Pray in Solitude
The Master used to talk quite often about living in solitude. In a solitary
place one develops a sense of infinity. There, nature imparts education.
This cannot be understood unless one lives in solitude. The Master said:
"The trees of the temple garden would remind me of the tapovana [forest
hermitage] of the ancient rishis [sages], where they practised their
austerities. They would watch the infinite sky, the morning sun, and the
beauty of nature." The Upanishads originated in the forest, so they are
also called Aranyakas [forest treatises].
Seeing the clouds in the sky, I am reminded of these ancient rishis. They
passed through all the six seasons summer, rain, autumn, fall, winter,
spring — and realized God. The descriptions of these seasons are found
in their hymns and conversations. The six seasons have also been
mentioned in The Gospel of Sri Ramakrishna. Reading between the lines,
one can find out what was spoken when. The Master said: "During my
early days, a monk came to Dakshineswar. As soon as he would see the
clouds in the sky, he would begin to dance."
The riverside, the ocean, the vast fields all these awaken God-con-
sciousness. After I returned from Darjeeling, the Master asked me, "Did
you experience the presence of God when you looked at the Himalayas?"
He said nothing else. I told the Master that when I saw the Himalayas from
a distance I had burst into tears. At that time I did not realize the
significance of it. Later on I read in the Gita where Krishna said, "Among
the immovable things, I am the Himalayas." Without knowing it, I had had
that awakening. The Master used to say, "Knowingly or unknowingly if
you bite into a chili, your tongue will burn." (I. 38, 84, 30)
Once the Master told me, "If you meditate on me that will do." Another
time he taught me meditation on the formless Brahman. He took me to
Mati Seal's lake at Belgharia. There were tame fish in the lake. Nobody
harmed them. Visitors threw puffed rice and other bits of food into the
water, and the big fish came in swarms to eat it. The fish swam fearlessly
and sported joyiully in the water. The Master said to me: "Look at the
fish. Meditating on the formless God is like swimming joyfully like these
fish in the ocean of Bliss and Consciousness." He also gave an
illustration of a bird flying freely in the infinite sky. Thus he pointed out
how to imbibe the mood of meditation on the formless aspect of God.
Meditation on the Master is the same as meditation on the nondual
Satchidananda [Existence-Consciousness-Bliss Absolute], which is be
yond mind and speech.
The Master would sometimes pace back and forth like a lion on the
embankment of the Ganga at two or three in the morning. He could hear the
anahata sound [Om] at that time. He said that yogis could hear it.
One day there was a terrible thunderstorm in Dakshineswar. The Master
was pacing in his room and repeating his mantram. Perhaps he was
watching the terrible form of the Divine Mother. He began to hum these
two lines of a song: "O Mother, when assuming your terrible form you
dance with your sword, the earth trembles. Mother, you are the
embodiment of the three gunas, the destroyer of demons, the saviour,
the consort of Shiva."
One day the Master, in an ecstatic mood, walked alone on the Bar-rackpore
Trunk Road, which was straight and wide. Later he told us, "Seeing that
beautihil road, I felt it was like a monk's heart, which is straight and vast." (
I. 183, 231, 252, 370; Gospel, p. 256)
Be Perfect
[M., noticing the orderliness of the kitchen storeroom at the Mihijarn
retreat, made the following comments:] It looks beautiful, as if it were a
shrine. When the Master came to Shyampukur from Dakshineswar for treat
ment, he first visited the kitchen storeroom to check on the household
supplies. He noticed that the earthen pots didn't have coil stands and lids, so
he immediately sent somebody to the market to buy those things. The
Master couldn't tolerate disorderliness. He insisted on arranging
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things properly and putting them in their respective places. On the one
hand he was in samadhi day and night, forgetting even his wearing cloth,
and on the other, he was keenly alert to the details of everyday life. The
Master used to say, "He who can keep an account of salt can also keep an
account of sugar candy."
On the night of Phalaharini Kali Puja there was a theatrical performance
of the Vidyasundar in the natmandir of Dakshineswar. The Master
watched part of it. The next day the actors came to his room to pay him
their respects. The Master was pleased with the young man who had
skillfully played the part of Vidya. The Master said to him: "Your acting
was very good. If a person excels in singing, music, dancing, or any other
art, he can also quickly realize God, provided he strives sincerely." The
power is the same. Instead of diverting it towards the world, direct it
towards God. All knowledge comes from God, so no branch of learning
should be neglected. Whatever you do, do it wholeheartedly. A sattvic
worker does not do anything for himself. He does everything for God.
One should care for one's personal things including clothing, house, etc.,
properly, because everything belongs to God. A great worship is going on
everywhere all the time. (I. 330-31; Gospel, p. 427)
According to tradition, one should serve the guru for three days. The
Master served the monk by bringing him water, food, and so on for three
days and then stopped going to him. The monk asked, "Why are you not
visiting me anymore?" The Master replied, "I decided to serve you for
three days and now that time is up."
Once a hatha yogi [one who practises postures and cleaning the body]
was staying at the Panchavati of Dakshineswar. He was addicted to
opium and also required one and a half seers of milk daily. He requested
Rakhal to collect some money for his needs, so Rakhal said he would
mention it to the Calcutta devotees. When the devotees arrived at the
Master's room, the hatha yogi also arrived there, clattering his wooden
sandals. As soon as the yogi reminded Rakhal about the money, the
Master said to the devotees, "Will you give him something?" Perhaps
the devotees felt he was not a worthy recipient, so they kept quiet. Then
the Master continued: "Oh, you do not wish to give him anything. I see
nobody is responding." The Master spoke tactfully, so that the devotees
might not feel pressured.
A young disciple [Latu] used to live with the Master at Dakshineswar and
serve him. Once a householder devotee presented a new pair of sandals to
that disciple. As he was busy most of the time serving the Master, he had
no time to wear them. One night a jackal took one of them away. When
the Master learned about it, he searched around the garden and finally
found the sandal after an hour. The Master returned it to his young
disciple. At once the latter exclaimed: "Sir, what have you done? I am
supposed to serve you and not the other way around." Saying this, he
took the sandal from the Master's hand. What affection the Master had for
the devotees!
Adhar Sen was an English-educated person. Once he went to Jadu Mallik's
house with the Master. He bowed down to the goddess Sim-havahini but
did not make an offering. At once the Master said to Adhar, "You have not
offered anything to the Mother!" Adhar said, "Sir, I didn't know that one
should make an offering alter saluting the deity." He then offered a rupee.
Occasionally the Master would say: "I don't usually say this lest you think I
am egotistical, but when you come here bring a pice worth of cardamon or
myrobalan or something." He did not ask for anything expensive, lest the
devotees should stop coming. [The Master said it for the welfare of the
devotees. According to the Hindu custom, a person is supposed to offer a fruit
or a flower or some money when visiting a deity or a holy man.]
Shashi, a young disciple of the Master, used to live in Central Calcutta. As
the Master was very fond of ice, he asked Shashi to bring one pice of ice
from Calcutta. During summer Shashi would walk nearly six miles
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with the ice wrapped in a cloth to bring it to the Master. He ignored the
scorching sun. He felt tremendous joy in serving the Master. The Master
would mix the ice with water and greatly enjoy it. What service Shashi gave
to the Master till the end! He offered his body, mind, everything at the
Master's feet, and thus he became great. (III. 176, IV. 18-19, III. 249, 247-48,
XII. 91)
because pilgrims are not supposed to embrace the Lord on the altar. But
when I was inside the temple, the Master inspired me with an idea. I had
some coins and other money in my pocket, which I intentionally dropped
on the floor of the dark inner sanctuary of the temple. The priests rushed
to pick up that money, and in the meantime I jumped onto the altar and
embraced Lord Jagannath. Someone saw me and shouted, but I
immediately got down and began to circumambulate the Lord. In the
dark nobody could recognize me.
It was the Master who asked me to embrace Lord Jagannath and gave me
the idea of how to do it, and then he made it easy for me by arousing
greed in the minds of the priests. Now I wonder how I did that heroic
deed! The Master never went to Puri. He said, "My body will not last if I
visit Puri." When I returned from Puri the Master embraced me and said ,
"Now I have satisfied my desire to embrace Jagannath."
Once a Vaishnava monk came to Dakshineswar. The Master sent him
some luchis [fried bread] and sweets that had been offered to Mother
Kali. But the monk was such a fanatic Vaishnava that he threw away the
prasad because it had been offered to Kali. The Master became angry. He
said, "It would be good if somebody beats this rascal from head to foot
and throws him out of this place." After three days that monk quarrelled
with the gardeners, and they beat him and threw him out. Later the
Master lamented: "That rascal threw away the Mother's pra-sad! If a
person doesn't want to eat it, he should either give it to someone else or
return it." (XIV. 243, VII. 19-20, XIV. 72, VII. 76)
thinks this way? The Master came to do good to humanity. His mind was
always on God, whereas man's mind is on the world.
The Master used to say that those who have an oily physical appearance
want both God and enjoyment, yoga and bhoga. Those who have a dry
physical appearance are devoted only to yoga. (II. 135-36, VII. 141, III.
320)
Worldly Talk
Aswini Datta's father, a subjudge, came to visit the Master after his
retirement. Observing his good nature and physical traits, the Master
asked him to stay at Dakshineswar for three days. One day the Master's
room was full of visitors and Mr. Datta began to talk about some secular
subject. At that time the Master was in samadhi. As soon as he regained
outer consciousness, he heard that secular conversation. With folded
hands he said humbly to Mr. Datta, "Sir, I don't like to hear talk about
anything other than God."
Another time a man came to the Master and asked, "Sir, tell me how to
realize God." The Master had previously heard that this person didn't *
have a job, so he immediately said to him, "First try to get a job and then I
shall tell you how to realize God." (IV. 267, VII. 38)
Listening to this song, Girish felt consoled. The Master blessed him. After
that Girish would inquire about the Master's Calcutta visits and
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would wait for him at those places. Gradually his life was changed. One
day he and a friend went to Dakshineswar by carriage. Both were dead
drunk. Holding onto the Master, Girish began to sing, "O Lord, where is
your sweetheart Radha?" Later the Master said: "What faith Girish has!
It is so deep that it cannot be measured."
One day the Master asked Girish to take a clip in the Ganga and pray,
"O all-purifying Mother Ganga, please bless me." Girish unwillingly
did what the Master said. But after dipping into the Ganga, his mind
became filled with bliss. Such was the greatness of Mother Ganga! The
Master said, "In this kali yuga, Ganga water is the veritable
manifestation of Brahman."
Another time Girish asked the Master, "Why do I feel depressed from
time to time?" The Master replied: "As long as you are in the world, the
cloud of maya will arise. Don't be afraid of it. It is the nature of the mind
to go sometimes up and sometimes down." Girish said: "Sir, you have
the power to make everybody pure and unattached, whether he is a
householder or a monk. You are beyond all laws." What faith he had!
The Master agreed and said to him: "Yes, it is possible. Exuberant
devotion transcends all scriptural injunctions." Here the Master gave
himself away. Who can admit such a thing except an avatar? Whatever
Girish asked for from the Master he got. He said to the Master, "Sir,
!!
what I was and what I have become — just by thinking of you!
What faith Girish had! The Master used to say, "Girish has one hundred
and twenty-five percent faith." The Master didn't give importance to
the external behaviour of a person. He saw a person's inside. Once he
said, "I can see the inside of each person as one sees an object through a
glass case." He could see not only the present life of a person but his
past and future lives too. Though Girish's external life was to some
extent unconventional, basically he was a spiritual person.
Once the Master visited Girish's house. Girish bought some refreshments
at the market and served them on plates which were put directly on the
carpet where the devotees were seated. Balaram Basu, a staunch devotee of
the Master, was also present. Girish's style of service upset Balaram,
because in his opinion it was not the proper way to serve the Master. Sri
Ramakrishna looked at Balaram and told him with a smile: "This is the
custom here. When I go to your house, you may serve me in your way."
Balaram was a strict orthodox Vaishnava devotee. (VI. 130, VII. 156, I.
108-09, III. 86, II. 107, V. 210-11, III. 39-40)
happen to me?" [The Master blessed him and said, "You will see me at the
time of death."] Rasik built a tulsi grove in his courtyard where he would
practise spiritual disciplines. Later he became ill, and at last one day at
noon he asked his wife to call his sons and have them carry him to the tulsi
grove. There, fully conscious, he gave up his body while chanting the
Master's name.
Rasik was a great soul. He not only saw the Master over a long period of
time, but he also recognized him as an Incarnation of God. Through the
Master's grace he was prompted to ask that vital question, "What will
happen to me?" Though Rasik was a sweeper, the Master gave him
immortality. The Master himself told us that once he cleaned the open drain
of Rasik's house with his own hair while praying with tears in his eyes, "
Mother, destroy my pride of being a brahmin." (VII. 170-71, 168)
man were old and weak like that horse, he would not be able to see God. In
an amusing way he would teach others.
The Master used to tell a story: When farmers go to the market to buy
bullocks, they test each one by touching its tail. A gentle one closes its
eyes and lies down on the ground, but a strong one jumps up as soon as
its tail is touched. This indicates its mettle. A spirited bullock costs
seventy-five rupees, whereas a gentle bullock is only five rupees. A
seeker of God should be like the strong bullock, which does not care for
comfort.
When the Master travelled by horse carriage, it would usually cost three
rupees and two annas for a round trip. One day Balaram arranged for the
Master's return trip to Dakshineswar at a cost of only one rupee and four
annas. The Master asked Balaram, "Why is the fare so low?" "Sir, I got
it at a cheaper rate," answered Balaram. On the way to Dakshineswar
near Baranagore, the carriage lost one of its wheels, and the Master was
stranded on the street. Just then Trailokya, Mathur's son, who was on his
way to Dakshineswar, passed by in his luxurious phaeton. The Master
was embarrassed and covered his face with his cloth. Later he would tell
us about Balaram's miserliness and the accident, and we would all
laugh. (VI. 163, VII. 282, I. 68, 71, VI. 55-56)
on a bench in the upper gallery, the Master said: "Ha! This is a good
place. I can see the show well from here." Like a child, he could not
contain his joy. There were exhibitions of various feats. A horse raced
around a circular track over which large iron rings were hung at inter
vals. The circus rider, an Englishwoman, stood on one foot on the horse'
s back, and as the horse passed under the rings, she jumped through
them, always alighting on one foot on the horse's back. The horse raced
around the entire circle, and the woman never missed the horse or lost
her balance.
When the circus was over the Master and the devotees stood outside in the
field near the carriage. Since it was a cold night he covered his body with
his green shawl.
The Master said to me: "Did you see how that Englishwoman stood on
one foot on her horse, while it ran like lightning? How difficult a feat
that must be! She must have practised a long time. The slightest careless
ness and she would break her arms or legs. She might even be killed.
One faces the same difficulty leading the life of a householder. A few
succeed in it through the grace of God and as a result of their spiritual
practice. But most people fail. Entering the world, they become more and
more involved in it. They drown in worldliness and suffer the agonies of
death. A few only, like Janaka, have succeeded through the power of
their austerity in leading the spiritual life as householders. Therefore
spiritual practice is extremely necessary; otherwise one cannot rightly
live in the world." (I. 72; Go.spel, p. 154)
had gone to Navin Sen's house. He then said, "It is good to call on God
secretly." He thus encouraged me. (II. 247-48)
hand and see what happens." As soon as the doctor put a rupee in the
Master's hand, his breathing stopped and his hand became stiff. The
doctor was dumbfounded, as such a thing had not been mentioned in
his medical books. While the Master was in samadhi, Dr. Mahendra
Sarkar touched one of his eyeballs with his finger. There was no re
sponse. The Master was devoid of body-consciousness. (II. 79, III. 91)
priest could not get any response from the Master, so he kicked him and
left. The Master, knowing the priest would have been severely punished,
never reported this incident to Mathur.
The Master went one day to attend the annual festival of the Brahmo
Samaj at Nandan Bagan [in Calcutta]. The head of the family responsible
for the festival had passed away, so his sons were conducting it. They did
not treat the Master respectfully, but the Master remained unconcerned.
Other people began eating, but the young hosts ignored the Master. Some
of the devotees were very much upset and wanted to leave, but the Master
said to them: "It is late. Where shall we get food at this late hour?
Moreover, who will pay our carriage fare?" Later, he made a little room
to eat in a dirty corner where people put their shoes. He ate a couple of
luchis [fried bread] with some salt. Why did he do that? The Master
understood that the boys were young and did not know him, so he
compassionately accepted their food.
Once Trailokya [Mathur's son] arranged a garden party at the kuthi [
mansion] in Dakshineswar, and he invited some young women. He sent a
messenger to the Master asking him to come to the kuthi. The Master
immediately went there and asked, "Why did you call me?" "Sir, we want
to hear your singing," replied Trailokya. "Why?" said the Master. "Let
these girls sing and we shall listen." Later the Master sang, and so did the
women. They offered some refreshments to him, but he did not eat
anything. Someone later brought refreshments to his room.
One night an officer of a rich man arrived at Dakshineswar in a phaeton.
He approached the Master and said: "Sir, you will have to come with me
right now. Our master at home is extremely ill." The Master told him: "
You have made a mistake. There is a monk in the Panchavati who
distributes medicines. I don't know those things. I simply eat and live in
this temple garden."
One day a girl was waiting at the corner of the temple courtyard. When
the Master passed by, she beckoned him with her hand. The Master
went near her and she said: "My paramour has not visited me for some
days. You are a holy man. Why don't you teach me some mantras or
tricks so that I can attract him?" The Master replied, "Mother, I don't
know such things." (I. 175-76, III. 151, VI. 15)
whether the food was served by a washerman or a barber. Will it harm me?
Smiling, the manager replied: "No, sir, it is all right. Nothing can pollute
you." The Master was simple like a child.
Most people call on God to fulfill their desires. As long as they get
wealth and prosperity, they continue their worship. As devotees they are
all right. But real devotees, those who love God for love's sake, are few
in number. The Master's whole life was one of pure devotion. Wealth
and power could not touch him. It was often difficult for him to keep
his cloth around his body. Most of the time he would call "Mother,
Mother," as if he were a child of the Mother.
Most of the Master's devotees were not well-to-do, and some were even
penniless. He would often say things to amuse them. One day he asked, "
How many carriages have come today?" "Nineteen," replied Latu. The
Master laughed and said: "Only nineteen! That is nothing. Had there been
many cabs, horses, and devotees, people would think this place must
really be something." (II. 59, IV. 286-87, 283-84)
[When somebody asked M. to remove some of the repetitions from the Gospel, he
replied:! I cannot do that. The Master told the same parable to different
people. If I remove a particular section, the train of the conversation
will be broken. Moreover, you won't be able to see the effect of the
Gospel on a particular person's life. The Master gave the same teaching
to five different people in five different places. What he said to
Bankim, he said to others also; and whatever conversation he had with
Vivekananda, he had with others too.
You see, sometimes the brilliance of a diamond is enhanced by changing
its setting. Putting it on the dusty ground produces one effect, and
putting it on a green lawn produces another. But putting it in a casket
lined with blue velvet produces the most brilliant effect of all. The same
is true of the words in the Gospel. The rays of the sun look different when
they fall on water, on the earth, and on glass, but the maximum brilliance
is produced when the sun is reflected on glass. So I cannot avoid the
repetitions in the Gospel, because removing them would disturb the
Master's dialogue.
Once Hriday said to the Master: "Uncle, please reserve some of your
best teachings. Otherwise, if you say everything all at once, and then
repeat the same thing again and again, people will not come to you
anymore." The Master replied: "You rascal! I shall repeat my words
fifty times. What does it matter to you?"
[The Gospel of Sri Ramakrishna was in the curriculum of M.'s school.
When M. was accused by some people of trying to sell his books to the students, he calmly
replied:] The students will understand the effect of reading the Gospel when
they enter family life. The Master used to say, "The world is a burning
fire." And I fully realized it. After the boys enter the world and are
tormented by sorrows and sufferings, the Master's immortal words will
save them, like a loving mother. If they remember at least one of the
Master's teachings, that will be like a boat to ferry them across the
turbulent ocean of maya and it will bring peace to their lives.
In spite of his illness, M. read the proofs of the last part of the Bengali Gospel at one
o'clock in the morning by the light of a kerosene lantern. Being lovingly chastised by his
colleague, he said:] People are finding peace by reading this book, the Master's
immortal message. It is inevitable that the body will meet its end, so it is
better that it be used for spreading peace to others. We are in the world and
have fully experienced how much pain there is in it, yet I have forgotten that
pain through The Gospel of Sri Ramakrishna. I am hurrying so that the book may
come out soon. (Srima Darshan, I. 36; The Gospel of Sri Ramakrishna, pp.
718-19; S. D., I. 13; Disciples of Sri Ramakrishna, Advaita Ashrama, p. 424; S.
D., XIV. 290, VI. 104-06, IX. 147-52, VI. 118-19, I. [Introduction], pp.
11-12)
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»»I Am an Avatar »»
Standing in the pine grove of Dakshineswar, the Master said to me: "I am
an avatar. I am God in human form." He also told me, "I will have to be
born again." The Master proclaimed again and again, "The greatest duty of
man is to realize God." And he himself fully demonstrated this ideal in his
own life.
When an avatar descends, a current of bliss flows everywhere. So Christ
said, "Can the children of the bride chamber mourn as long as the
bridegroom is with them?" Christ was an avatar. One day the Master
told me, "Christ, Gauranga, and I are one." A person experiences unin
terrupted bliss while he lives with an avatar. But when the avatar
departs, sorrow and gloominess come. I forgot the world for five years.
When the Master was with us we floated in bliss. Now I experience
happiness one day and misery another. What a wonderful time we had
with the Master festivals, feasts, singing, dancing! When the Master
passed away I fasted for three days.
I am an insignificant person, but I live by the side of an ocean, and I
keep with me a few pitchers of sea water. When a visitor comes, I
entertain him with that. What else can I speak but the words of the
Master?
If anybody asks me what the greatest event of my life was, I would say that
I met Sri Ramakrishna Paramahamsa my Master. (VI. 224, XVI. 29;
Disciples of Sri Ramakrishna, Advaita Ashrama, 1955, pp. 265-66; S. D.,
VII. 25)
Girish Chandra Ghosh (1844-1912) was a well-known actor and playwright even
before meeting Sri Ramakrishna. Though he zvanted to renounce the world after
coming in contact with Sri Ramakrishna, at the Master's command he continued his
writing career. He thus greatly inspired many people through his dramas as well
as through his life.
no way to hide a wicked deed. There is a saying, "Murder will out." Too
true, as I learned. But the deeds had already begun to bear fruit. A terrible
future was painted in vivid colours on the canvas of my mind. It was not
the end but only the beginning of the episode that darkened my destiny.
Punishment had begun, but the way to its escape had not yet been found.
Friendless, and surrounded on all sides by enemies who took advantage of
my misdeeds to ruin me, I felt that I was adrift on a sea of despair.
At such a crisis I thought: "Does God exist? Does he listen to the prayers
of man? Does he show him the way from darkness to light?" My mind
said, "Yes." Immediately I closed my eyes and prayed: "Oh God, if thou
art, carry me across. Give me refuge. I have none." I remembered the
words of the Gita: "Those who call on me only in the days of affliction,
to them too I bring succour and refuge." These words sank deep in my
consciousness and gave me solace in sorrow. I found the words of the
Gita to be true. As the sun removes the darkness of the night, so the sun
of hope arose and dispelled the gloom that had gathered thick in my
mind. In the sea of trouble I found the harbour of repose. But I had
nurtured doubt all these years. I had argued long, saying, "There is no
God." Where would the impressions of these thoughts go? I began to
reason in terms of cause and effect and argued that such and such a cause
had produced such and such an effect, which was instrumental in
bringing release from this danger. It is said that doubt dies hard. Again I
fell victim to doubt. But I had not the courage to say boldly, "God does
not exist."
Desire for inquiry came. Looking into the current of events, sometimes
faith, sometimes doubt, emerged. Everybody with whom I discussed my
problems said unanimously that without instruction from a guru doubt
would not go and nothing could be achieved in spiritual life. But my
intellect refused to accept a human being as a guru, for one has to salute
the guru with the words, "Guru is Brahma, Guru is Vishnu, Guru is the
Lord Maheshwara, the god of gods, etc." How could I say this to a man
like me? This was hypocrisy. But the tyranny of doubt was intolerable.
Terrible conflicts pierced my heart through and through. That condition
can better be imagined than described. Suppose a man, all of a sudden, is
forcibly dragged to a dark, solitary room with his eyes covered and kept
confined there with no food and drink. What will be the state of his
mind? If you can picture his mental condition, you will be able to
understand something of my own. There were moments when I was
breathless with emotion. Thoughts of despair bit through me like a saw.
At other times the memory of the past was revived and the darkness of
my heart knew no bounds. Just at this time I saw Sri Ramakrishna
passing by our lane to the house of Balaram, the great
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devotee, and for the first time I felt irresistibly drawn to him. However, I
shall describe this meeting later.
Some time previously I had read in the Indian Mirror that there was a
paramahamsa [an illumined soul] who was living in Dakshineswar.
Keshab Chandra Sen was visiting him frequently, accompanied by his
disciples. With my little understanding I thought that the Brahmos, who
had many strange ideas, had created a fake paramahamsa. He could not
be the real thing.
A few days passed, and I heard that the paramahamsa would be coming to
the house of Dinanath Basu, an attorney of the Calcutta High Court, in
our neighbourhood. To satisfy my curiosity and to ascertain what kind of
a paramahamsa he was, I went to see him. I returned with irreverence
instead of reverence. When I arrived at Dinanath Basu's I saw that the
paramahamsa had come and that he was giving instructions to Keshab
Sen and others, who were listening with rapt attention. It was dusk.
Lights were lit and they were placed in front of Sri Ramakrishna. But he
began to make repeated inquiries, saying, "Is it evening? Is it evening?"
At this I thought to myself: "What pretention! It is dusk. Lights are
burning in front of him. Yet he cannot tell whether it is evening or not."
Thinking I had seen enough of him, I left.
A few years later Sri Ramakrishna was to come to the residence of
Balaram Basu at Ramkanta Bose's Street. High-souled Balaram had
invited many in our neighbourhood to come and visit the Master. I too
had an invitation, so I went. After arriving there I found Sri
Ramakrishna had already come and Bidhu, a dancing girl, was seated by
his side in order to sing a few devotional songs for him. Quite a large
gathering had assembled in Balaram's drawing room. Suddenly my eyes
were opened to a new vision by Sri Ramakrishna's conduct. I used to
think that those who consider themselves paramahamsas or yogis do not
speak with anybody. They do not salute anybody. If strongly urged, they
allow others to serve them. But the behaviour of this paramahamsa was
quite different. With the utmost humility he was showing respect to
everybody by bowing his head on the ground. An old friend of mine,
pointing at him, said sarcastically: "Bidhu has had a previous intimacy
with him. That's why he is laughing and joking with her." But I did not
like his insinuations. Just at this time Sishir Kumar Ghosh, the well-
known editor of Amrita Bazar Patrika, arrived. He seemed to have very
little respect for Sri Ramakrishna. He said, "Let us go. Enough of him!"
I wanted to stay and see a little more, but he insisted and made me come
with him. This was my second meeting.
Again some days went by. My play, The Life of Chaitanya, was being
enacted in the Star Theatre. I was strolling in the outer compound of the
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This made me uneasy. Then one day I prayed, "Oh Lord, if thou art,
show me the way." But there was egotism in my heart, and I thought: "
All the necessities of material life, such as air, water, and light, are
abundantly supplied by nature and available for man to enjoy. Why
should not religion, so essential for eternal life, be equally available. To
me, it seems neither natural nor within my reach, and therefore it must
be false. Materialism must be true." Thus I passed fourteen long years in
a fog of gloom.
Then came evil days which allowed me no rest. There was darkness
within, there was darkness without — darkness everywhere. I thought: "
Is there any escape? I have seen people taking refuge in Taraknath Shiva
when they suffer from some incurable disease." My condition too was
very serious. To get release from my trouble was almost impossible. At
this juncture, would it do me good if I prayed to Taraknath Shiva, the
protector of his devotees? Let me test it! I made an honest attempt to
resign myself to the will of the Lord, and my attempt was successful. A
network of danger was pierced through in no time. A firm conviction
arose that God was not unreal.
I was saved from the present danger, but was this the way to ultimate
salvation? Terrible conflict was raging in my mind, and I was uncertain
which way to take. I had seen the glory of Taraknath. Why not call on
him again? Gradually faith in God began to grow in me. But they said
that no liberation is possible without a guru. Furthermore, I was told
that one must look upon the guru as God. My reason found this hard to
accept. The very idea was revolting to me, for nothing seemed more
blasphemous than to think of man as God. I must trudge on alone
without a human guru. I would pray to Taraknath. Let him be my guru.
I had heard of some people to whom the Lord had appeared as guru in a
vision and who thus received their spiritual instruction without a
human intermediary. If he would shower such grace on me, I would be
saved. Otherwise I was helpless. But I had not seen Taraknath. What
should I do then? Let me chant his name in the morning and then see
what happens.
At this time I became acquainted with a painter who was a Vaishnava. I
don't know if it was true or not, but he said to me one day: "I offer food
to the Deity every day, and I am convinced by certain signs that he
accepts it. Until one is initiated by a guru such a rare privilege will not
happen in one's life." My mind became restless. I took leave of him, went
to my room, closed all the doors, and began to weep.
Three days later I was sitting on the porch of a friend's house, which was at
an intersection, and I saw Sri Ramakrishna slowly approaching, accompanied
by Narayan and a couple of other devotees. No sooner had
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I turned my eyes towards him than he saluted me. I returned his salute.
Then he went on. For no accountable reason my heart felt drawn
towards him by an invisible string. As soon as he had gone a short
distance, I felt an urge to follow him. I could not keep calm, for the
attraction I felt was not of this earth. It was something for which no
former experience had ever prepared me. It was something unique,
which no words could describe. Just at that moment a person, whose
name I do not recall, brought me a message from him and said, "Sri
Ramakrishna is calling you." I went.
Sri Ramakrishna went on to Balaram's, and there I followed him.
Balaram was lying on a couch, seemingly ill. The moment he saw Sri
Ramakrishna he got up quickly and with great reverence prostrated
himself before him. After an exchange of a few words with Balaram, Sri
Ramakrishna suddenly exclaimed, "I am all right, I am all right." So
saying, he went into a state of consciousness which seemed very strange
to me. Then he remarked, "No, no, this is not pretense, this is not
pretense." He remained in this state for a while and then resumed his
normal state. I asked him, "What is a guru?" He answered: "Do you
know what the guru is? He is like a matchmaker. A matchmaker ar
ranges for the union of the bride with the bridegroom. Likewise a guru
prepares for the meeting of the individual soul with his Beloved, the
Divine Spirit." Actually, he did not use the word matchmaker, but a
slang expression, more forceful. Then he said: "You need not worry.
Your guru has already been chosen." I asked, "What is the mantram?"
He replied, "The name of God." And as an example he told the
following story.
"Ramananda used to bathe in the Ganga early every morning. On one of the
steps of the ghat a weaver by the name of Kavir was lying, and as
Ramananda came down the steps his feet accidentally touched the body of
Kavir. Being conscious of the divine presence in all, he uttered the word '
Rama.' Kavir, on hearing this name from the lips of a holy man, took it to
be his mantram, and by chanting it he eventually realized God."
Then the talk drifted to the theatre, and he said: "I liked your play very
much. The sun of knowledge has begun to shine upon you. All the
blemishes of your heart will be washed away. Very soon devotion will
arise to sweeten your life with profuse joy and peace." I told him that I
had none of those qualities and that I had written the play only with the
idea of making some money. He kept quiet. Then he said, "Could you
take me to your theatre and show me another play of yours?" I replied, "
Very well, any day you like." He said, "You must charge me some
thing." I said, "All right, you may pay eight annas." Sri Ramakrishna
said, "That will allow me a seat in the balcony, which is a very noisy
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place." I answered: "Oh no, you will not go there. You will sit in the same
place that you sat last time." He said, "Then you must take one rupee." I said,
"All right, as you please." Our talk ended.
Soon after this, Haripada and I saluted Sri Ramakrishna and came out of
Balaram's house. On the way Haripada asked me, "What do you think of
him?" I replied, "A great devotee." My heart was filled with unspeak
able joy, for it seemed as though my search for a guru had ended. For
did not Sri Ramakrishna say that my guru had already been chosen?
Looking back at my former objections to a guru, I understood the pride
and vanity which had lain behind my rationalizations. I had thought: "
After all, the guru is a man. The disciple is also a man. Why should one
man stand before another with folded palms and follow him like a
slave?" But time after time in the presence of Sri Ramakrishna my pride
crumbled into dust. Meeting me at the theatre, he had first saluted me.
How could my pride remain in the presence of such a humble man? The
memory of his humility created an indelible impression on my mind.
A few days after my visit with him at Balaram's I was sitting in the
dressing room of the theatre when a devotee came to me in a hurry and
said with some concern, "Sri Ramakrishna is here in his carriage." I
replied: "Very well. Take him to the box and offer him a seat." But the
devotee answered, "Won't you come to greet him personally and take
him there yourself?" With some annoyance I said: "Does he need me?
Can't he get there himself" Nevertheless I went. I found him alighting
from the carriage. Seeing his serene and radiant face, my stony heart
melted. I rebuked myself in shame, and that shame still haunts my
memory. To think that I had refused to greet this sweet and gentle soul!
Then I conducted him upstairs. There I saluted him, touching his feet.
Even now I do not understand the reason, but at that moment a radical
change came over me and I was a different man. I offered him a rose,
which he accepted. But he returned it again, saying: "Only a god or a
dandy is entitled to flowers. What shall I do with it?"
There was a special room on the second floor of the Star Theatre, which
was intended for the visitors of the dress circle to sit in during the
concert. Sri Ramakrishna came there, and a good number of devotees
joined him. He started conversing with me. He spoke of several things
while I listened longingly. I felt a spiritual current passing, as it were,
through my body from foot to head and head to foot. All of a sudden Sri
Ramakrishna lost outer consciousness and went into ecstasy, and in that
mood he started talking with a young devotee. Many years earlier I had
heard some slandering remarks against him, made by a very wicked man.
Suddenly I remembered those words, and at that moment Sri
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Ramakrishna's ecstasy broke and his mood changed. Pointing towards me,
he said, "There is some crookedness in your heart." I thought: "Yes, indeed.
Plenty of it of various kinds." But I was at a loss to understand which
kind he was particularly referring to. I asked, "How shall I get rid of it?" Sri
Ramakrishna replied, "Have faith!"
Time rolled on. One afternoon I went to the theatre and saw on my desk
a slip of paper with a note that Sri Ramakrishna would be going to Ram
Chandra Datta's house at Madhu Roy's Lane, Calcutta. After reading that
note I felt in my heart the same kind of strong urge to go to meet him as
I had felt on that day when I saw the Master coming while I was sitting
on the porch of a friend's house in our neighbourhood. I was very eager
to go. But again I considered, "Should I go to a stranger's house without
an invitation?" But the pull of the invisible string was strong. I had to
go. I went as far as Anath Babu's market and stopped. Then I thought
again, "No, I must not go." But I was helplessly drawn. I would go a few
steps and then stop. I hesitated even after coming very near to the house
of Ram Chandra.
At last I reached the gate. Ram Chandra was sitting there and ushered
me in. It was evening. Sri Ramakrishna was dancing in ecstasy in the
courtyard. There was singing accompanied by a drum, and the devotees
were dancing in a circle around Sri Ramakrishna. The words of the song
were: "Nadia is shaken by the surging waves of divine love emanating
from the heart of Gauranga." The courtyard seemed a sea of bliss. Tears
filled my eyes. Sri Ramakrishna suddenly became still, absorbed in
samadhi. The devotees began to take the dust of his feet. I wanted to do
the same, but I could not, as I was shy. I was thinking of what others
might say if I went to Sri Ramakrishna and took the dust of his feet. No
sooner had this thought crossed my mind than Sri Ramakrishna, coming
down from samadhi, began dancing again. While dancing he came
before me and stood still, once more absorbed in samadhi. Now there
was no longer any hesitation on my part to touch his feet. I took the dust
of his feet.
After the music Sri Ramakrishna came and sat in the drawing room and I
followed him. Then he began to talk to me. I asked him, "Will the
crookedness go out of my heart?" He said, "Yes, it will go." Again I asked
him the same question, and he gave the same reply. I repeated it once
more, and he said the same thing. But Manomohan Mittra, an ardent
devotee of his, said to me rudely: "Enough. He has already answered you.
Why do you bother him again?" I turned towards him to answer sharply,
for no one who criticized me ever escaped the lash of my tongue. But I
controlled myself, thinking: "Manomohan must be right. He who does not
believe when told once will not believe even if he is told a
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you nectar?" Sri Ramakrishna said, "Just listen to what Ram says." But as
the others continued to condemn me, the Master said abruptly: "Get me a
carriage. I must go to see Girish!" My affectionate spiritual father then
came to my house and blessed me by his presence.
As the days passed on I began to feel more and more remorse for my
conduct towards this gentle holy man, who was the very soul of love.
Thinking of the other devotees who worshipped him with adoration, I
was full of self-reproach. It was in this state of depression that Sri
Ramakrishna found me a few days later, and in an ecstatic mood he said:
"Girish Ghosh, don't worry. People will be amazed at your transforma
tion."
From my early childhood it had been my nature to do the very thing that I
was forbidden to do. But Sri Ramakrishna was a unique teacher. Never
for one moment did he restrict me, and that in itself worked a miracle in
my life. Whenever any lustful thought would arise in my mind, it would
quickly fade. My head would bow low before Brahman and Shakti, and
Sri Ramakrishna would appear in my mental vision. Behind the
degenerate words and actions of worldly people, I felt the eternal play of
God. Again, it was my habit to tell occasional lies. Though Sri
Ramakrishna was very strict with regard to truthfulness and would not
allow anyone to tell an untruth even in fun, when I approached him to
confess my guilt, he replied: "You need not worry. Like myself, you are
above truth and falsehood." Yet afterwards, when even a thought of
telling a lie arose in my mind, the mental image of Ramakrishna would
again appear before me, and no untruth could escape my lips.
Sri Ramakrishna has taken full possession of my heart and bound it with
his love. But such a love cannot be measured by any earthly standard. If I
have acquired any virtues, it is not through my own efforts, but solely due
to his grace. He literally accepted my sins and left my soul free. If any of
his devotees would speak of sin and sinfulness, he would rebuke him
saying: "Stop that. Why talk of sin? He who repeatedly says, 'I am a worm,
I am a worm,' becomes a worm. He who thinks, 'I am free, I am free,'
becomes free. Always have that positive attitude that you are free, and no
sin will cling to you."
The significance of the word guru has dawned on me gradually. It was a
slow process, but its effect was deeply penetrating. Now I have realized
that the guru is everything. He is my all in all. Through him my life has
been blessed. To this redeemer of my soul I have paid little homage. In a
drunken state I have abused him. When given the opportunity to serve him,
I have ignored it. But I have no regrets. In my attempts to escape all
discipline I found myself disciplined without knowing it. Such is my guru's
grace — an infinite ocean of mercy, not conferred because of
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merit, nor withheld because of sin, but lavished on saint and sinner alike.
With a love transcending reason, he has given me sanctuary, and I have
no fear. Hail Sri Ramakrishna!
teacher until the right time comes, when the guru can be found at one's
very door. I do not know if there is some law operating in this matter,
but I am inclined to believe so, for I was about to be drowned in
worldliness just as you are when I had the good fortune to meet a great
saint who lives near Calcutta, in the Kali temple of Rani Rasmani at
Dakshineswar. Ramakrishna Paramahamsa is his name. With the little
understanding I have, I think him almost as great as an avatar. If you
want to know what religion is, or wish to realize it, go to that saint and
your desire will be fulfilled."
I listened to his words, but at first I did not have the inclination to go to
Dakshineswar, for I feared this might be just another case of humbug.
After inquiry, however, I found that there were others who felt the same
about this man, and I decided to visit him. One day I accompanied a
favourite disciple of Sri Ramakrishna's [later known as Swami Pre-
mananda] to see him at Dakshineswar. I never dreamed that this meeting
with the Master would transform my life the way it did.
I saw a wonderful man who, though aged, was childlike in behaviour. His
lips were expressive and beautiful, and his eyes were swimming with
devotion. His face was radiant, as if he were the very embodiment of bliss.
It made a deep impression on me, immediately bringing the idea of divinity
to my mind.
"What is this?" I thought. "Is he so immersed in the thought of God as
to lose his identity and sport in an ocean of bliss? What superhuman
power of the mind is this in a mortal frame? He is in the world but not
of it." Seeing his unique expression and deportment, all my egotism
was shattered and my whole soul was in raptures. I felt him to be my
nearest and dearest, and my scepticism vanished altogether. As a moth
is charmed by the dazzle of the flame and madly embraces it, my mind
suffered a similar fate, and instantly my proud head bent low before his
blessed feet. Before I knew what I was doing I had bowed before him,
and the Master very cordially asked me to sit near him.
I took my seat, and as I gazed at his remarkable features, I wondered
why he was so kind to me. I was a sceptic. How could I deserve his
ethereal love? Or did he fathom the secrets of my heart and know I had
been thirsting in vain for a haven of peace? Was it this that made him so
compassionate towards me? I thought: "Every incident has its cause, and
there must be some cause for the manifestation of this embodiment of
light and love. Was it that he was born to deliver erring souls like me
from a wilderness of doubt and despair and hold up an ideal of religion
before humanity?" Thoughts like these arose in my mind, and the more I
listened to his words, the more I became attracted to him. I scarcely
noticed how the day passed. I returned home with loving thoughts about
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him and his extraordinary behaviour. I was overjoyed that he had asked me
to visit him again.
I have already said that from the very first sight I considered him to be
very near me — as if I were an intimate relative of his. This feeling
gradually deepened. I began to visit him whenever I had the opportunity,
but the more I became acquainted with him, the more I considered him to
be ever-new, and his tenderness to me took on newer and newer aspects
each day. None knew as he how to make others his own. He opened
himself to me as to an intimate acquaintance, and I too, moved by his
love, poured out my heart to him without the least reserve. Before I had
become aware of it, I was a prisoner of his love. And no wonder, for no
one who beheld that matchless combination of manly austerity and
feminine softness, that firmness and grace, that gravity and lightness,
could ever hold himself aloof. I have had the experience of family love
and affection, but such selfless love as his I have met with nowhere else.
Compared to the Master's love, all other love pales to insignificance.
Nobody ever saw or heard of such love. It was inexpressible, known only
to the person who enjoyed it. When we went to him, he would be
delighted beyond measure. His very manner of caressing, talking, feed
ing, and joking with us indicated that. I had read in the Bible: God is love
and love is God. These words now stood explained in the light of Sri
Ramakrishna's love. Whoever visited him must have felt this attraction.
I remember that it was not so much to listen to his teachings as to be with
him and see him that I would visit him. Those who were content to hear
his teachings instead of being in his presence seemed to me to have
missed the mark. I thought, "Words might fade from memory but his
form would leave an indelible mark on the heart." Who, for instance,
could forget his beautiful dancing? I observed with mute wonder his
superhuman renunciation. He was so thoroughly imbued with the idea of
renunciation that, far from touching coins, he could not even bear the
touch of brass utensils and his fingers would become stiff if they came
in contact with them. Even in sleep, the slightest touch of metal would
cause his hands to stiffen.
I also observed his passion for truth. The world has not seen another
example of truthfulness like his. I had read in the Ramayana that Sri
Ramachandra had gone to the forest to fulfill his father's promise. It
seemed remarkable. But it fell short of what I actually witnessed. Many
times I noticed how Sri Ramakrishna, in the course of his meals, would
say something like, "I won't take anymore food," after which his hand
would actually become stiff. It would not go to his mouth, try as he
might. He had therefore to stop eating, and consequently would be very
hungry in a short time.
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he knew I was hungry and was going to give them to me, but he did just
the opposite. He took them himself. He then asked me to give him a glass
of water, which he drank. Then, with evident signs of satiety, he said: "
Oh, how relieved I am! I am satisfied." And strange to say, his satisfac
tion removed my hunger and thirst. I was reminded of the story in the
Mahabharata of how Sri Krishna took a particle of spinach from the
cooking pot of Draupadi and appeased the hunger of the sage Durvasa
and his party. The same phenomenon revealed itself to me on that day.
Unlike us, Sri Ramakrishna would not announce a meeting for a lecture.
He used to say, "Mother, if you have kept this body for doing your
work, bring people yourself and make my mouth utter whatever you
like." He would say: "Lust and gold are the two things that have kept the
world spellbound. These are the obstacles to the realization of God. I
have discarded them both as if they were poison. But there is a funny
thing about them: If you always look upon a woman as your mother,
instead of hindering you in the spiritual path, she will be helpful to you.
I therefore look upon all women as manifestations of the Divine Mother.
And gold too will not be so harmful if you use it in the service of God or
his devotees."
Again the Master would say: "Look. The best austerity for realizing God is
truthfulness. Unite the mind and speech. You must speak only what you
think at heart. Otherwise, where there is deceit, God will never manifest
himself. The more the mind becomes pure through spiritual practices, the
clearer it will reflect God. As a dusty mirror does not clearly reflect the
face, so an impure mind fails to adequately catch God's reflection.
Therefore I say, weep in the name of the Lord, and when the heart's
impurities are washed away with tears, you will see the Lord. Otherwise,
mere dancing and jumping will do nothing. Devotional practices are
necessary as long as tears do not trickle down from one's eyes.
"Another means of attaining God is renunciation. What is meant by this?
When there is deep love for God, all other things drop off by themselves,
as when one advances to the north the south is left further and further
behind. Therefore I ask you to love the Lord intensely. You must have as
much longing for God as the wife feels for her husband, the child for its
mother, and the miser for his wealth. Another thing: Whatever you do
with your body, mind, and speech, you must always think that it is the
Lord's work. He is the Master and you are the servant. Still another
method of discipline is to always discriminate between what is real and
what is unreal. Keep the mind in a state of perfect equanimity and try to
see the manifestation of the Lord in all beings. My boy, what name of the
Lord you choose and what religious faith you
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follow does not make any difference. Every religious faith is a path to
God. All names are his. Hold on wholeheartedly to one doctrine or one
name. This is called steadfast devotion to the Ideal.
"And do you know what yoga is? It is uniting the mind with God. One
may attain this union by all three paths — work, devotion, and
knowledge. What is work? Karma yoga consists in disinterestedly serv
ing the Lord's children, offering the fruits of one's actions to him, and
constantly remembering him. Karma yoga removes the bondage of maya
and unites a person with God. And why not? When a person thinks day
and night of the Lord while doing his duties, the Lord is sure to manifest
himself in that person.
"Devotion and knowledge are identical in the end. People do not
understand them well and mistakenly think that they are different. What
is bhakti [devotion]? Love for God and playing with him in various
ways. The devotee says: 'Thou art the Master and I am thy servant. Thou
art all, and all is thine.' Knowledge also means absolute love. That love
is so intense that the jnani [the man of knowledge] never wants to be
separated from God. He wants to become one with him. Hence he says: '
I am He. I am Shiva, the Absolute.' Hanuman, the prince of devotees,
said to Sri Ramachandra: 'Lord, when I have consciousness of the body,
then thou art the Master and I am thy servant. When I consider myself as
a jiva, or individual soul, then thou art the whole and I am thy part. And
when I think I am the Atman, that is, in the samadhi state, I feel thou art
I and I am thou. There is no difference.'
"But there is a gradation of spiritual experiences. A mother has five
children, and all have not the same digestive power. She knows this and
gives them different kinds of food to suit their stomachs. Otherwise they
will not be able to digest the food. And how will a person get strength
from something he cannot digest? Similarly, the guru does not instruct
all disciples in the same manner. He chooses his instructions to suit the
varying needs of the disciples, and this does them good. But if anyone
rashly attempts to take up another sadhana, he lags behind and cannot
live up to the ideal.
"In this present age, the path of bhakti according to Narada — that is ,
chanting the Lord's name is best for ordinary people, because their
minds are scattered in different directions. How and when will they find
time to practise discrimination, japam, or meditation? It is not good for a
devotee, a jnani, or a worker, to be one-sided or dogmatic. I do not like
that at all. God is Existence-Knowledge-Bliss Absolute. He, though one,
has become many. lie is the sum total of all ideals and paths. I worship
him in various ways, such as knowledge, devotion, work, worship, kirtan
[singing], japam, and meditation. Do you think that only a partic
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ular aspect which appeals to you or me is found in God, while all other
aspects are to be counted as nothing? I am not in favour of such
exclusiveness. This dogmatic view limits God. Remember: Neither God nor
his aspects have any end. The Vedas say, 'Not this, not this.'
"Some people believe God is with form, while others believe he is
formless. This also limits God. I say God is with form, without form,
and again beyond both. Take for example the sound of a bell dhong.
The first letter represents the aspect with form, the nasal portion his
formless aspect, and the impression the word leaves in the mind after
the whole has been pronounced stands for the Absolute aspect.
Furthermore, God has many forms and many names. For instance, a
confectioner takes fresh cheese and sugar and makes a preparation over
fire, which he then forms into various shapes, giving them different
names. But the real substance is the same, no matter what shape or
name is given. Similarly, whatever names and forms you see or hear are
all made by combining Purusha [Spirit] and Prakriti [matter] aspects of
Satchidananda Brahman. It is due to distance that God looks small or
variously coloured, but when you go near him, you will find he is
omnipresent and self-luminous.
"Would you like to know what Brahman and Shakti are? It is a subject
that can neither be described nor comprehended. How can I describe that
which is beyond mind and speech, and how can you understand? Let me
therefore give an idea through a simile. Brahman and Shakti are identical:
He who is Brahman is also Shakti, as fire and its burning power are
identical. The fire represents Brahman, and the burning power his Shakti.
Or there is the example of the snake moving and the snake at rest: When
it is at rest it may be likened to Brahman, and when it is active it
represents Shakti."
The supreme principles of religion are eternal, only new clothing is put
on them in different ages according to the tastes and capacities of the
people and the needs of the times. This is especially true in India, where
religion is the nation's backbone. India has never given up religion, nor
has religion ever given up India. Therefore it seems that after a shining
galaxy of epoch-making prophets, Sri Ramakrishna, the apostle of the
harmony of all religions, was born.
Sri Ramakrishna's new interpretation of the eternal religion surpassed
the previous religions of the age by its catholicity and depth. The innate
power of this new religion has been felt in Europe and America, where it
reverberated soon after its inception. It is needless to say anything about
its originality. While almost every one of the foregoing teachers and
avatars declared that the particular set of doctrines which
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he preached was the only path for the progress and well-being of
humanity, Sri Ramakrishna held that all doctrines are equally true, each
of them being a path leading to the highest and indivisible Truth.
Previous teachers said, "Man, have pity on your fellow beings," but Sri
Ramakrishna said, "O man, look upon every human being as the
veri table form of God and serve him with all your might." The
preceding teachers abhorred or avoided women as obstacles, but Sri
Ramakrishna declared: "Every woman is the Divine Mother herself in
another form. Give her special reverence and serve her without the
least taint of carnality. Then the Divine Mother will be pleased with
your worship and open gates for your prosperity and liberation." Past
teachers said, " Kill your passions and you will attain religion,"
whereas Sri Rama krishna said, "Turn those passions Godward and
they will be your greatest assets for realizing the Truth." Previous
teachers said, "Unless you read various scriptures, your eye of
illumination will never open," but Sri Ramakrishna boldly declared
through example and precept, "O man, if you give up all pride and
egotism and are as eager as a child for the blissful companionship of
the Mother of the Universe, then full realization will be within your
easy reach, even if you are illiterate." It is not for me to describe the
infinite facets of Sri Ramakrishna, the embodiment and synthesis of all
religions, the unfathomable ocean in which an infinite number of
ideals, like so many streams, are engulfed. Let us now all prostrate
ourselves before Sri Ramakrishna, and, fired with new life and
inspiration through his power, let us loudly declare: " Glory to all
religions Hinduism, Buddhism, Islam, Christianity, and
all. Glory to the Vedas, the Puranas, the Koran, the Bible, and all other
scriptures of the world. Glory to the four great paths jnana, karma,
bhakti, and yoga. Glory to the prophets of all countries and all ages.
Glory to Sri Ramakrishna, the embodiment of all religions, of all ideals,
of all avatars."
to see him knew no bounds. After arriving at his room I would forget
everything, sitting in his presence. The Master used to experience sama
dhi off and on, and at that time we would look at his face with wonder.
He was so compassionate! Whenever I brought him some ordinary
preparations he would relish them like a young boy, saying joyfully, "
Very tasty! Delicious!" And always at the time of our departure he
would say, "Come back again.
When I returned home after my visit with the Master, I would spend
the whole week in an intoxicated mood. This established a strong
relationship. I cannot express the joy I felt. Even while I was engaged
in cooking or other household activities, my mind was with the Master.
After some days, when I would feel my intoxication diminishing, my
mind would again long to see him.
Some time after my first visit, Holy Mother left for her country home. I
stood on the bank of the Ganga and watched her departure, waiting until
the boat was no longer visible. After that I returned to the nahabat and
wept bitterly. The Master, on his way back from the Panchavati, noticed
me crying, and after returning to his room he sent for me. "Her leaving
caused a great deal of pain for you," he said tenderly. He then began to
console me by recounting the marvellous spiritual experiences he had
had during his days of tantric sadhana. When Holy Mother returned after
about a year and a half, he told her: "That girl with nice large eyes, who
comes here frequently, loves you very much. She wept profusely at the
nahabat when you left for home." Mother replied: "Yes, I know her very
well. Her name is Yogin."
My maternal uncle's house was at Kumartuli in West Calcutta. The
Smashaneshwara Shiva temple belonged to his family. My grandmother
was the first in my family to see the Master. During the 1870s the people
of Calcutta learned about Sri Ramakrishna by reading Keshab Chandra
Sen's newspaper and magazine articles. My grandmother read about the
Master and went to Dakshineswar to meet him. Strangely enough, on
arriving there the first person she encountered was Sri Ramakrishna. She
did not know who he was, since there was nothing unusual about his
dress or appearance. Addressing the Master, she asked, "Can you tell me
where Ramakrishna Paramahamsa is and how I can see him?" The
Master replied: "What do I know about him? Some people call him '
Paramahamsa,' some call him 'Young Priest,' and others call him 'Gada-
dhar Chatterjee.' Please ask someone else to help you find him." Unfor
tunately my grandmother did not press the matter further and returned
home.
One day the Master told me: "Look. Your Chosen Deity is in this place [
pointing to his body]. If you think of me, that will bring recollectedness
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of your Chosen Deity." Now, whenever I sit for meditation, I feel the
Master's presence.
He also taught me how to practise japam, showing how the four fingers
of the right hand must be kept tightly together. "The result of japam
goes away," said the Master, "if there is any gap between the fingers."
Another time he told me, "In this kali yuga a Gopala mantram [a name
of baby Krishna] or a Kali mantram produces quick results."
Several times I noticed that whenever a question arose in my mind,
someone else would ask the Master the same question. Thus, in answering
that person's question, the Master would remove the doubts in my mind
also. He was all-knowing.
Holy Mother used to live in the nahabat like a shy bride. She wore a cloth
with a broad red border and vermilion on her forehead, and her hair was
black, thick, and long. She also wore a necklace, a nose ring, earrings, and
bracelets. [These bracelets were given by Mathur Babu to the Master while
he was practising the spiritual discipline of madhura bhava.] Her company
gave me immense joy. She liked very much the way I braided her hair, and
I was delighted to do it for her.
One day she said to me: "Yogin, the Master awakens God-consciousness
in so many people, but you know I have not gotten anything. Would you
please tell him about this?" I was so simple-minded that I did not
understand her. I went straight to the Master and reported to him what she
had said, but he did not reply. When I went back to the nahabat, I saw that
the Mother was performing worship and was in an ecstatic mood. One
moment she was laughing, another moment she was crying, and again
another moment she was sitting motionless. I was amazed to witness this
divine play. When Holy Mother came down to the normal plane of
consciousness, I asked her, "You complained that you do not experience
samadhi, but what is all this?" She smiled.
Whatever I learned was through the Master's grace. He asked me to read
devotional scriptures, although normally he did not approve of much
reading unless it was accompanied by the practise of spiritual
disciplines. "What will you gain," he would say, "by reading a lot of
books?"
One day I asked him, "What will happen to us?"
"What more do you want?" he replied. "You have seen me, fed me, and
served me. What else do you need? Don't worry. The thousand-petalled
lotus of your seventh plane [i.e., the sahasrara] will bloom at the time of
your death." He liirther said: "At the last moment of the devotees, I shall
have to appear before them. Otherwise, how will they get liberation?"
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Once the Master said about the Mother: "Do you think she is an ordinary
woman? She is a part of Saraswati — the goddess of learning — and very
intelligent. So she loves to dress herself nicely, since Sara-swati is the
embodiment of beauty. She is not a common woman — she is my Power."
Finally, with great difficulty, we reached the house. We were not then
acquainted with M.'s family. Entering the house, we saw the Master
sitting on a small wooden cot in a small room. There was no one near
him. As soon as he saw us he laughed and said affectionately, "Ah, how
could you come here?" We saluted him and told him the whole story.
He was very happy. Then he asked us to sit down, and he began to talk
on various subjects. Nowadays many people say he did not allow
women to touch him or even to approach him. We laugh to hear it and
think, "We are not dead yet." Who will know how kind he was? He had
the same loving attitude towards women as towards men. But it is true
that if women stayed near him long he would say, "Please go now and
pay reverence to the presiding deities of the temples." We have heard
him ask men also to do likewise.
However that may be, we were sitting and speaking with him. The two
of us who were elderly sat very near the door and the other three sat in a
corner in the room. In the meantime Prankrishna Mukhopa-dhyay, whom
the Master called "the fat brahmin," came quite unexpectedly. There
was no chance to get out from that small room.i Moreover, where could
we go? There was a window near the door. The two elderly ones took
their seats there, and the rest, the three of us, made our way under the
cot on which the Master was seated and lay there. Each one of us had
her whole body swollen on account of mosquito bites. What could we
do? There was no possibility of movement. We lay there without
moving. The brahmin talked for about an hour with the Master and left.
We then came out laughing.
The Master was taken to the inner apartment for some light refreshment,
and we accompanied him. Afterwards he got into a carriage to go to
Dakshineswar, and we walked back home. It was about 9 o'clock at
night.
The next day we went to Dakshineswar again. As soon as we arrived the
Master came to us and said: "Ah! I took almost all of your sweet. There
was only a little left over. But there was no illness or anything of the
kind. Only the stomach was just a little heavy." I was surprised to hear
that he had taken a whole piece of sar because I knew that rich food did
not suit his delicate stomach. Then I heard that he had taken it while in a
state of divine semi-consciousness. I was told that the Master had taken
his food at the house of M. and came to Dakshineswar at 10:30 P.M.
Shortly after his arrival he went into ecstasy and said to Ramlal: "I am
very hungry. Give me whatever there is in the room." Immediately
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At that time young married women were very bashful. They wore veils over their faces
or hid themselves from unknown gentlemen.
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Brother Ramlal brought the piece of sar and placed it before the Master.
He ate almost all of it. Then we remembered what we had heard from
Holy Mother and Sister Lakshmi about his taking an abnormal quantity
of food sometimes in an ecstatic mood and digesting it. Ah! So much
grace we had from him! It cannot be expressed in words what that
compassion was. And what attraction! Even we ourselves do not know
or understand how we used to go to him and do all those things. Why,
we cannot go now in that manner on foot anywhere to unknown people's
houses without informing anybody, to see a holy man or listen to words
on spirituality. Such things have ended with him by whose power we
acted that way. We do not know why we still live though we have lost
him.
One day the Master began to show in our presence the gestures that
women make when they see men that pulling of the veil, removing of
the tresses near the ear, pulling of the cloth over the breast, speaking
various unnecessary and meaningless words. The imitation was per
fectly accurate. We saw it and began to laugh, but we felt ashamed and
hurt, thinking that the Master was thus looking down upon women. We
thought, "Why, are all women like that?" After all we were women. We
naturally felt pained to see women caricatured like that. Ah, the Master
immediately understood our thoughts and said affectionately: "Well, I
don't mean you. You are not of a worldly nature. It is women of that
nature only who behave that way........... I know the nature of a person by a
mere look. I know who is good and who is bad, who is of noble descent
and who is not, who is a man of knowledge and who is one of devotion,
who will realize God and who will not. All these things I know, but I do
not express it lest they should feel pained."
Nistarini Ghosh (?-1932) zoas the wife of Navagopal Ghosh. Both of them
were very devoted to Sri Ramakrishna, and one of their sons later became
a monk of the Ramakrishna Order. About Nistarini, Sri Ramakrishna
said: "She is a great soul. She is a partial incarnation of one of the ten
forms of the Divine Mother."
For a long time my husband had been searching for a sadhu [holy man]
who could tell him how to realize God. He had begun to follow the
instructions of one, when a friend said: "Why do you waste your time
on this man? Go to Dakshineswar. There you will find a para-mahamsa
[an illumined soul] who will be able to clear all your doubts." So one
Sunday my husband and I went to Dakshineswar and saw Sri
Ramakrishna. He received us most kindly, and at once I felt that he was
divine.
For three years we did not return. My husband was practising certain
sadhanas [spiritual disciplines], and he felt that he must finish them
before he went to another teacher. Suddenly one day the Master said to
a visitor at the temple: "About three years ago a man by the name of
Navagopal Ghosh came to see me with his wife. He has never been back
since. Tell him I would like to see him." After all those three years he
recalled the name. And it was just at the moment when my husband had
finished the sadhanas that he sent for us.
We went to him the following Sunday, and from that time on we went
regularly every Sunday, going at ten in the morning and staying until ten at
night.
When I would come he would send all the gentlemen out and remain
talking with me alone. Once he asked me why I came, what I found in
him to draw me so often to Dakshineswar. I replied: "I cannot say. All I
know is that which made Prahlada forget his father, and Dhruva and
others forget their parents, that I find here."
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A friend had told me I should chant Haribol [repeat the name of the
Lord] and I did so. But it caused great perplexity in my mind. "Here I
am calling upon Hari" [a name of the Lord], I said to myself, "and yet I
am told that one should seek salvation through the guru alone." I went
to Dakshineswar to see Sri Ramakrishna, but before I could explain my
trouble he said to me, "The guru and Hari are one."
One day he was coming to our house and a number of devotees had
gathered to see him. When he arrived, he came straight upstairs and
remained for some time talking with me. At that time I had a picture of
Sri Krishna in my shrine, and I told him I was anxious to have a vision
of Krishna. He went downstairs where all the devotees were singing
sankirtan [holy songs]. They put a heavy garland around his neck which
reached his feet. At once he went into samadhi and assumed the exact
posture of Sri Krishna. All the devotees also went into a higher state of
consciousness on seeing him. Later he asked me if I was now satisfied. I
said I would like to see Radha by Sri Krishna's side. He smiled and
replied, "Oh, you will have to wait awhile for that."
At another time when he came to our house, he dressed himself in a sari
[woman's cloth] and put on bangles and jewels. As he sat down to eat
the fruits and sweets prepared for him, he talked and acted just like a
young wife begging her husband for more jewels. He kept up the play
for an hour or more. His power of mimicry was remarkable.
One Sunday we were all at Dakshineswar. A poor woman came with
four rasagollas [sweet, juicy cheeseballs] for the Master, but his room
was so full of devotees that she dared not enter and offer them to him.
She came over to Holy Mother's verandah [at the nahabat] and began to
weep bitterly that she had come so far and now she must go away
without seeing the Master. We knew too that to bring even these four
rasagollas meant a great sacrifice for her. Suddenly while she was thus
weeping, Sri Ramakrishna appeared on the round verandah overlooking
the river. He stood for a few minutes gazing at the Ganga, and then he
came down the steps and walked quickly towards Mother's house. When
he entered the verandah, he looked hither and thither as if searching for
someone. Then seeing the poor woman, he went to her and said: "I am
feeling very hungry. Can you give me something to eat?" The woman in
great joy offered him her rasagollas. He ate all the four with evident
relish and returned to his room, while she went home with her heart full
of happiness.
Even animals found tender shelter with him. Once a cat took refuge in
Sri Ramakrishna's room at Dakshineswar with her three little kittens.
The mother cat would sometimes sleep on his bed near his feet, and if
he reached down and touched her with his hand, at once she would get
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him on the cot again. Narendra was watching all this intently. This was the
first time in my life that I had witnessed samadhi.
A devotee said: "The Master loves to hear someone sing, but he seldom
enjoys the whole song. He goes into samadhi."
What I saw that day was unique. It would be inaccurate to say that I
only saw I actually got something. When I looked at Narendra, he
smiled and said, "Well, now you can write four pages to your brother
about the Master."
Sri Ramakrishna said to Narendra, "Come to see me now and then."
Narendra: "I am now going to college and I have to study."
Master: "That is all right. Enjoy this spiritual life also. What is the harm in
hearing spiritual talks?"
Narendra: "Sir, I understand that you have had no education and that
whatever you say you must have heard from someone else. I know all that
stuff."
I was startled at Narendra's words, but the Master smiled at him and said:
"That is fine. Then I will not have to talk much. If you come once in a
while it will not do you any harm. Besides, I like to see you. All right,
you may go now, but please come again."
Narendra: "I shall try."
As we took leave of Sri Ramakrishna, I felt uncomfortable. When we
had left his room, Narendra said to me, "Do you think I was rude to
him?"
"You know it very well," I replied.
"Next time I shall come alone." Saying this, Narendra left.
Afterwards, on my way home, I forgot all about Sri Ramakrishna, for my
mind was occupied with thoughts of Narendra. Although he was my peer,
he was really exceptional. He was fearless and full of wisdom. He was
born to be a leader a commander-in-chief, not a soldier. And I could
see that Sri Ramakrishna wanted him for some special reason. It was a
glorious day in my life when I saw them together on that occasion.
That was my first meeting with Sri Ramakrishna. Since we had many
family deities at home I often went to pick flowers from the temple
garden to offer them. So I may have seen the Master many times after
that, but there is nothing of any special interest to recall about those
occasions. He lived like an ordinary man, wearing neither an ochre cloth
[the garb of a monk] nor any religious marks. His attire was simply a
white cloth with a small red border.
Who can describe Sri Ramakrishna? Sometimes I went to the Kali temple to
hear him, and on these occasions there were always two or three carriages
outside and throngs of devotees from Calcutta in his
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room. I would sit down near the door and listen while the devotees "
swallowed," as it were, his inspired talks, leaving a little share for me.
Since they were all householders (I too had married), most of his advice
was directed towards them.
Here are some examples of what the Master would say to us: Never forget
that the goal of human life is to realize God. Remember this first and then
do your household duties. Why are you so afraid of hearing about bhakti?
Bhakti is love for God. One can attain God by love. Love conquers all.
People shed a jugful of tears for wife and children, but who weeps for
God? Weep, weep, weep for him.
Once somebody said, "God is formless and so nobody can see him." The
Master replied: "God is with form and also formless. Look all around. He
is in everything and every being. You know how difficult it is to meet a
rich man. You will have to get past the gatekeepers and secretaries, and
finally you will have to spend a handsome sum for a presentation gift. In
addition, you may have to wait from morning to evening. And you want
to see God without doing anything? Is it possible? How much trouble
you must undergo to see a rich man, and you want to see the Lord of the
Universe without any effort? In the beginning work hard. Have faith in
him. Have longing for God."
I used to see a number of young boys with the Master, who were junior
to me but very bright and jolly. I did not know all of them. Gradually
their number increased to seventeen or eighteen. They did not all come at
the same time, nor did they come with the older people. The Master's
conversation with these boys was fascinating. He spoke to them in a
lighter, more humourous vein, cutting jokes with them and testing them
by asking some of them to go home and to marry. And he reminded them
that anybody who relieves a poor man by marrying his daughter attains
some virtue. Sometimes he would ask them to stay away for some days,
saying, "Be careful, lest I get a scolding from your parents because
you come here."
Among this group of youngsters, two were known to me. One was Yogin
Roychoudhury [later, Swami Yogananda], who came from a rich family of
Dakshineswar. Polite, calm, and sparing of words, he was one year senior
to me in Baranagore High School.
The second boy, who was my classmate at Dakshineswar School, was
Brahmapada of Ariadaha. Both Yogin and Brahmapada wanted to be
come intimate disciples of Sri Ramakrishna. It is possible that the
Master told Brahmapada to get permission from his parents and that
they refused to give it. At any rate, one day I heard that Brahmapada
had committed suicide and that there was a great turmoil in the village.
The Master was deeply shocked and expressed great sympathy for him.
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Immediately after this Yogin's parents planned to trap him in the life of
a householder, and they found a beautiful young girl in Ariadaha for him
to marry. Yogin vehemently protested and fervently begged his parents
not to force him into marriage, but it was of no avail. Even great wealth
and a young wife could not divert his mind from God. Yogin left home.
All Sri Ramakrishna's conversations centred around two sayings: "
Brahman is real and the world is unreal," and "First realize God and
then do whatever you like." I heard these words again and again from
the Master. He spoke in such a simple way that everybody could
understand.
Rasik was a sweeper of the Kali temple, who lived in Dakshineswar.
One day I heard the Master talking with him in the latter's courtyard.
They were talking very intimately, as though they were close friends.
The Master smiled at him and said, "Don't drink too much." Rasik was
drunk and rolling on the ground. "Master," he replied, "I can't afford to
drink. Luckily, Natabar Panja's mother died and so I got some extra
money for doing some cleaning. But whose mother is going to die every
day?"
I heard that the Master met Keshab Chandra Sen at the garden house of
Belgharia, where they had an interesting talk. Keshab Babu was a wonderful
orator, commanding great respect from all, and the young students flocked
to him. Although Keshab Babu's followers considered the Master to be
crazy, Keshab Babu listened to him with great attention. I myself saw
Keshab Babu sitting cross-legged on the floor of the Master's room,
listening attentively to the Master's words, and never, at least in my
presence, uttering a single word himself.
Many young students would come from Calcutta to ask Sri Rama-
krishna difficult questions about religion and philosophy about Du
alism, Qualified Monism, and Monism. Some of them came to test his
knowledge. The Master would laugh and say: "Well, such subtle divi
sions of philosophy can be understood by practising more and more
spiritual disciplines. Have you practised anything?" At this, they all kept
quiet. The younger generation was then hungry for religion, and they
thronged to Keshab Babu to hear about the different religions of the
world. But their hunger only increased more and more. At last they
came to Sri Ramakrishna to find the essence, because the Master was the
custodian of religion.
One day I started for my office and crossed the Ganga by boat, but due to
some family trouble, my mind was very disturbed. It occurred to me that it
would be better to go to the Master than to the office, so I took another boat
and landed at the temple ghat of Rani Rasmani.
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The Master was standing on the western verandah of his room, looking
at the Ganga. As I walked up to him, he said: "What! You ran away
from your office? That is not good. Live in this world like a crocodile. It
lives under water, but sometimes it raises its snout above water, takes a
deep breath, and again dives below the surface. People are submerged in
their worldly life, and they come here only when they are suffocating at
home. Does anybody tread the path of religion without first undergoing
sorrows and sufferings? Misery has a great value. It helps a person find
the path to God."
He continued: "I know you are married. Do you have a mother?" "Yes,
my mother is still alive," I replied. He was silent for some time, and
then he said: "All right, now stay at home. A little misery is good. It
helps one to make progress in spiritual life. If there were no misery,
would anyone chant the Lord's name?"
He went on talking in this way, but it seemed to me that he was tired. Indeed,
the cancer in his throat was developing day by day. I said to him: "Sir, please
take a little rest. You have just finished your lunch and I am disturbing you."
"It is true," he said, "the pain is there. But if you wish to know
anything, you may ask." Smiling, I replied, "We want to know so many
things, but where is our capacity for understanding?"
The Master said: "Know God. Make some effort and you will find him. He is
ever present. Develop a deep longing for God."
I then implored him, "Sir, please bless me." In reply he said: "Longing
does not come through blessings. It depends upon self-effort. Increase
your love for God." He was ready to answer my questions, but I could
not think of any. After returning with him inside his room, I left for
home.
The Master came to awaken God-consciousness in us. We are for
tunate to have had him in our midst. Now the more I think of him the
more my heart yearns for him and tears flow from my eyes.
After the Master's passing away, one day, quite unconsciously I said, "If
only the Master were alive today." Then and there I actually ex
perienced his presence. I have no words to describe his grace.
[From: Udbodhan (Calcutta: Udbodhan Office), vol. 50, nos. 1-2, 1947]
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has nothing to spare must not even keep a dog.' You are hungry, so you eat.
Why are you demanding food for your whole group?"
"Sir," I said, "I don't care to eat without my friends. Please take back your
food." Having said this, I was about to leave.
Then he called me back sweetly and said, "Take more, my child, but don't
be greedy." And he gave me some more food.
"But, sir, this is still not sufficient. We are all terribly hungry. You have
plenty and you are purposely not giving us enough!"
Hearing this, the Master laughed. "Well," he said, "why should I give to
all of them? Can't they come here? Who has asked you to plead for
them?"
I replied, "Sir, if you don't believe me, please come to our boat and see
whether we are a dozen or not. If we weren't hungry, then why should we
have come to you?"
The Master then called someone and asked him to give me a basket full of
fruits and sweets. I carried the basket back to my friends and told them, "
Look, you didn't come with me, but I have brought all these things for you.
" This was my first visit to Sri Ramakrishna.
Later I used to visit Dakshineswar now and then. The very sight of Sri
Ramakrishna would captivate my mind. I would see him surrounded by
well-known visitors like Keshab Sen, Vijay Krishna Goswami, and many
other scholars, so I did not dare talk to him. Whenever he saw me, he
would say to his attendant: "Give that boy some good food. He is very
hungry." And I would feel ashamed.
After I was married I could not visit the Master, as I had to go here and
there looking for a job. At last I secured a position with Rally Brothers,
but my monthly salary was so small that I could not afford to hire a
carriage to go to the office. I had to walk back and forth from our house
on Beadon Street to the office in Dharmatala via Geratala.
One evening as I was passing by the Geratala mosque, I heard the loud
prayer of a Muslim fakir [holy man]: "O my Beloved, please come!
Please come, OOmy Beloved!" He was repeating this prayer with
love and longing as tears rolled down his cheeks.
Suddenly I saw Sri Ramakrishna climb down from a hired carriage and
rush up to the fakir. The two embraced each other. This incident
happened when the Master was returning from Kalighat after visiting
the Divine Mother there. What a wonderful sight it was! Two other
people were in the carriage. One of them was Ramlal, a nephew of Sri
Ramakrishna, who used to give me prasad at the Master's command at
Dakshineswar.
That picture of the Master still lives vividly in my memory. At that time
very few people knew the Master, and how many even tried to
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know him? Now, in my old age, I regret that, although I met the merciful
Lord, I could not understand him. There is the element of time. Now I lament
that I lost a precious thing because of youthful attractions.
[From: Udbodhan (Calcutta: Udbodhan Office), vol. 57, no. 11, 1955]
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Bepin Behari Sen
Bepin Behari Sen was a nephew of Adhar Lal Sen, a householder disciple of Sri
Ramakrishna. His father's name was Dayal Chandra Sen. Bepin later became a
cashier of the Calcutta Custom House.
Master that he could not think of anything else. After an hour Sri
Ramakrishna ate something and then left. Although the worship was still
going on, all of us felt an air of sadness in the house after his leaving.
I was still quite young and had to carry out the orders of my seniors.
Consequently, at their request I carried drinking water to the Master many
times. He greatly enjoyed drinking iced water from a big glass, and he was
also fond of sweet mangoes.
Almost every day after returning home from his office my uncle would
bathe, eat something, and then go to Dakshineswar. At that time there
were no automobiles, so he had to go by a hired carriage, returning home
about midnight. Sometimes his young daughter and I would accompany
him to Dakshineswar, and on those occasions he would return a little
earlier.
One day we were present at the time of the arati [vesper service] at
Dakshineswar. Sri Ramakrishna stood before the Divine Mother with
folded hands, looking at her intently. I noticed that his lips were moving.
When the arati was over a conch was blown. The Master then took in his
hand that part of his cloth which was draped over his shoulder and
touched the Mother's feet with it. Touching the cloth to his head, he
returned to his room. In order that the Mother might not suffer any
discomfort or pain from his hand he had touched her feet very carefully.
His constantly moving lips indicated that as long as he was in the temple,
he was chanting hymns to the Mother.
Probably it was on 8 January 1885 that my uncle fell from a horse,
fracturing his left arm and incurring the fatal injuries from which he
passed away eight days later. Once during these last days Sri Rama
krishna came to see him. The Master looked very pale that day. He
stroked my uncle's body and wept. By then my uncle had almost lost his
voice, but when he saw the Master, tears rolled down his cheeks. The
Master talked to him a little, but since I was so young I could not follow
what was being said. I did observe, though, that my uncle's face beamed
with joy when he saw the Master. After a while the Master ate something
and then left with a heavy heart.
A year after the death of my uncle, I went to visit the Master at
Dakshineswar with another uncle. I took the dust of the Master's feet and
sat in his room, which was filled with devotees. The Master noticed me
and said, "I have seen this boy before somewhere." Rakhal Maharaj said,
"Yes. He is Bepin, a nephew of Adhar." The Master raised his hand and
said, "That is good." Then he talked to my uncle and asked about the
welfare of our family.
Many devotees of Sri Ramakrishna still visit our house and salute the floor
that was touched by the Master's blessed feet.
[From: Udbodhan (Calcutta: Udbodhan Office), vol. 40, no. 9, 1938]
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Manindra Krishna Gupta
After Sri Ramakrishna's meeting with Keshab Chandra Sen, his name
began to spread among the members of the Brahmo Samaj. Keshab's
followers, as well as members of other groups, flocked to hear the
Master's sublime teachings. During the summer vacation or on any
holiday, Brahmabandhav Upadhyay (Bhavani Charan Bandyopadh-yay),
an evangelist, used to visit Sri Ramakrishna at Dakshineswar with his
friends. Since he was a leader of a group of young boys, he never missed
an opportunity to invite me and other youngsters along. And this is how
I first went to Dakshineswar — not for any religious reasons.
I was then about eleven or twelve years old. I remember that we used to
go on a big boat and that the trip on the Ganga was very pleasant. When
we had landed at Dakshineswar, we bathed either in the Ganga or in the
pond. We swam, splashed, and had lots of fun. Afterwards we would
assemble on the northern verandah of Sri Ramakrishna's room. The
Master would put out an assortment of offered sweets, fruits, sugar
candy syrup, and other delicacies, and he himself would invite us to eat
them. Thus I saw him several times, but all I remember is his sweet and
affectionate manner.
After eating the prasad, the seniors would listen to the Master while we
youngsters would play in the temple garden or rest in the Panchavati.
One day, out of curiosity, I peeped through the eastern door of the
Master's room. He was seated on his small cot, and I can still remember
that he had a small bag containing cinnamon, cloves, and other spices.
Now and then as he talked he would take a few of them and put them
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Manindra Krishna Gupta 379
in his mouth. I don't remember what he was talking about, but one thing I
do remember: Pointing to the audience in his room, he said, "Look, here
is a gathering of bright jewels." I was so impressed with his beautiful,
loving face, that I could not turn to look in any other direction. I stood
there for some time, forgetting everything. When my companions left his
room, I followed them and we went back to Calcutta.
Due to a change in my father's place of work, my family moved to
Bhagalpur and I did not see the Master for three years. One afternoon after
we had returned to Calcutta, an acquaintance, Sarada Babu, asked me, "
Would you like to go with me to visit a place?" Now and then, when school
was over for the day, I would go with him for a walk in the countryside. So I
said, "All right, let us go." Sarada Babu understood what was in my mind,
and he said: "But today I am not going for a walk. Sri Ramakrishna is now
living in a house at Shyampukur. Let us go and see him." "That will be very
nice. I'll put on my shirt," I replied. I then entered my room, dressed, and we
started out.
Luckily there were no strangers in Sri Ramakrishna's room when we
arrived at the house. As far as I can remember, only Mahendra Nath
Gupta [recorder of The Gospel of Sri Ramakrishna] and Narendra Nath [
Swami Vivekananda] were present. The Master was lying on his bed,
facing north. As soon as we entered and he saw us, he got up. We saluted
him. Looking at me for a moment, he touched his eyes with his fingers
and turned his head towards M. and Swamiji. Then, it seemed to me, he
asked them, by pointing one of his fingers, to look at my eyes. After that,
he turned the finger around and made a sound by rubbing his middle
finger and thumb against each other. I did not understand the meaning of
it all.
He then beckoned me to come near him. I was a little embarrassed because,
although Sarada Babu and I had come together, he was calling only for me.
I moved slowly towards him. Smiling a little, he whispered to me: "Come
alone tomorrow. Don't come with him." He said this in such a way that
Sarada Babu could not hear.
On our way home Sarada Babu, out of curiosity, asked me, "What did
he say to you?" I was hesitant to tell him that the Master had asked me
to come without him the next time, so I said, "Well, he asked me to visit
him another day." "My boy, your luck is good," Sarada Babu said in a
sad voice. "He did not talk to me at all." All the way home I felt an
irresistible attraction pulling my mind back to Shyampukur, but I did
not talk about it to Sarada Babu.
It was evening when I reached home. I felt that strange, compelling
attraction more and more, and I was absorbed in deep thought. All around
me I kept seeing the smiling face of the Master, and his voice
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quite at a loss. I checked his breathing but could detect no sign of it. His
eyes were half-closed and his eyelids motionless. After fifteen minutes I
saw that he was gradually returning to normal consciousness. Then,
touching my chest, he muttered something and asked me in a deep voice, "
What do you want?"
The way in which he asked this left me with the conviction that he was
prepared to give me anything I wished. But there is a saying, "If a
husking machine goes to heaven, it continues to husk there." That was the
state of my mind, and I missed the glorious opportunity of asking for the
highest. Without considering the pros and cons, I simply said: "I want to
express my ideas about the beauty of the world and of human character.
That is my desire."1" That is fine," said the Master with a smile. "But if
you realize God, you will achieve everything."
One day when I went to visit him, the Master was returning from the
bathroom to his room, which was across the verandah. I was waiting for
him on the northern verandah, and I followed him. I noticed that Ram
Chandra Datta and some other devotees entered the Master's room. Seeing
Ram, the Master said: "Hello, Ram. Just now I had a vision of a monk with
a well-built body who was wearing an ochre loin cloth. I have never seen
him before."
Ram replied with a smile: "Sir, what do we know? You see so many things
in heaven and earth. How can we comprehend them all?" "Really I have
seen a monk," said the Master. "But I don't know who he is." My memory
of that simple, childlike statement is still vivid. Then the subject was
dropped. Slowly the Master sat down on his bed. Ram and other devotees
sat in front of him. I sat in the room adjacent to the Master's, which was
near the steps. About an hour later I saw a man come upstairs. He wore a
black shirt and a black cap. It seemed to me that he was a native of Bihar.
He asked me: "Sir, does RaMakrishna Paramahamsa live here? I have come
to see him. Could I see him right away?" "Of course," I replied. "Please
follow me." I took him to the Master's room.
After sitting there quietly for a while, he said to the Master: "Sir, I am a
Christian, and for a long time I have meditated in solitude on Christ.
Though I am a Christian and my Chosen Deity is Christ, my mode of
worship is like the Hindus, and I believe in their yoga scriptures. Once I
had a desire to find someone who had attained the highest spiritual
realization while still in the world. One day in meditation I saw two
persons. I had the strong feeling that one of them had attained the
highest and that the other one, seated at his feet, though he had not yet
reached the highest, was not an ordinary person.
"After this vision I felt certain that such great souls must exist, but
where were they, and how could I find them? I travelled to many places,
especially in the western part of India, seeking the two I had seen in my
vision. At last I heard of Pavhari Baba of Ghazipur, and I went to see
him. But when I met him, I was greatly disappointed because he bore no
resemblance whatever to either of the two men I was seeking. To my
astonishment, however, I saw a picture of one of them hanging on the
wall in his room. When I asked Pavhari Baba about it, he said it was a
picture of Ramakrishna Paramahamsa. Eagerly I asked, 'Where can I
find him?' Then Pavhari Baba told me that for many years he had lived
at Dakshineswar, but was now very ill and his devotees had moved him
to Calcutta for treatment. So I am here, having come to Calcutta at
Pavhari Baba's suggestion."
Then the man went on to say: "These clothes that I am wearing are not
my usual dress." And as he spoke he stood up and removed his outer
garments, revealing an ochre cloth. Instantly the Master also stood up
and went into samadhi, raising his hand, as it is seen in the picture of
Christ. At this, the monk knelt down before him with folded hands and
looked intently at Sri Ramakrishna. The monk was shedding tears and
was shivering.
We were all amazed to see the spiritual moods of both. And as my gaze
again fell on his ochre cloth, I wondered: "Is this the holy man in ochre
dress whom the Master saw in his vision?"
After some time the Master came back to normal consciousness and sat
on his bed. The monk looked at us, his face beaming with joy, and
exclaimed: "Today I am blessed." Then he continued more calmly: "As
you see, this inner cloth is my regular dress, and it is also my favourite
dress because it is worn by the yogis of India. I was born in a brahmin
family, and even though I am a Christian, why should I give up the
traditions of my ancestors? I have great faith in our Indian manners and
customs."
Then we took him to an adjacent room, where Swami Vivekananda
offered him prasad and food. Finally, we asked the monk2 to tell us the
cause of his ecstasy. "Well," he replied, "today I saw the one on whom I
have meditated for so many years. I saw Lord Jesus in him." Sri
Ramakrishna was Jesus himself — this was the conviction that the monk
expressed to us.
2
The monk's name was Prabhudayal Mishra. His birthplace was in the western part of
India, and he belonged to the Quaker sect of Christianity.
III
Brahmo Devotees
and Admirers
Pratap Chandra Majumdar, a Brahmo leader
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Pratap Chandra Majumdar
Take for instance Shiva. The saint views and realizes Shiva as the
Incarnation of contemplativeness and yoga. Forgetful of all worldly care
and concern, merged and absorbed in samadhi, in the meditation on the
ineffable perfections of the supreme Brahman, insensible to pain and
privation, toil and loneliness, ever joyful in the blessedness of Divine
communion, calm, silent, serene, immovable like the Himalayas where
his abode is, Mahadeva is the ideal of all contemplative and self-ab
sorbed men. The venomous serpents of evil and worldliness coil around
his beatified form but cannot hurt him. The presence of death surrounds
him in various forms of dread and danger but cannot daunt him. Shiva
takes upon himself the burdens and cares of all the world, and swallows
the deadliest poison to confer immortality upon others. Shiva renounces
all wealth and enjoyment for the benefit of others, makes his faithful
wife the companion of his austerities and solitude, and takes the ashes
and the tiger skin as his only ornaments. Shiva is the god of the yogis.
And this good man, while expatiating on the attributes of Shiva, would
be immersed in the sublimity of his ideal, and become entranced and
remain unconscious for a long time.
Then, perhaps, he would talk of Krishna, whom he realizes as the
Incarnation of love. "Behold," he says, "the countenance of Krishna as
represented popularly. Does it resemble a man's face or a woman's? Is
there a shadow of sensuality in it? Is there a hair of masculine coarseness?
It is a tender female face that Krishna has. In it is the fullness of boyish
delicacy and girlish grace. By his affection, many-sided and multiform, he
won the hearts of men and women to the religion of bhakti, or devotion. »
To prove that divine love can take the form of every sanctified human
relation is the great mission of Krishna. As a loving child monopolizing
all the fondness of the hearts of aged parents; as a loving companion and
friend attracting the profoundest loyalty and affection of men and
brethren; as an admired and adored master, the sweetness and tenderness
of whose teaching and whose affectionate persuasions converted girls and
women to the self-consecration of a heartfelt piety, Krishna, the beauty
and depth of whose character still remain beyond the reach of men's
appreciation, introduced the religion of love into India. Then the good man
would say how for long years he dressed himself as a cowherd or a
milkmaid to be able to realize the experiences of that form of piety in
which the human soul was like a faithful wife and a loyal friend to the
loving Spirit, who is our Lord and only friend. Krishna is the Incarnation
of bhakti. Then in the intensity of that burning love of God, which is in his
simple heart, the devotee's form and features suddenly grow stiff and
motionless, unconsciousness overtakes him, his
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eyes lose their sight, and tears trickle down his fixed, pale, but smiling
face. There is a transcendent sense and meaning in that unconsciousness.
What he perceives and enjoys in his soul when he has lost all outward
perception, who can say? Who will fathom the depth of that insensibility
which the love of God produces? But that he sees something, hears, and
enjoys when he is dead to all the outward world, there is no doubt. If not,
why should he, in the midst of that unconsciousness, burst into floods of
tears and break out into prayers, songs, and utterances, the force and
pathos of which pierce through the hardest heart and bring tears to eyes
that never before wept under the influence of religion?
Anon he would begin to talk of Kali, whom he addresses as his mother.
She is the Incarnation of the Shakti, or power of God as displayed in the
character and influence of woman. Kali is the female principle in the
nature of the Deity. She tyrannizes over all tyrants. She brings her
husband down low upon the ground and places her foot upon his bosom.
She charms and conquers all beings. Yet she is the Mother of Creation.
Her tremendous power is a guarantee that she can save and protect her
children, those that come to her as their mother and ask the shelter of her
feet. Her motherly solicitude excites the tenderest filial affection in the
hearts of her devotees, and the inspiration of Ramaprasad Sen, which
expressed itself in the most wonderful songs of filial piety ever sung,
bears strange testimony to the reality and effectiveness of the worship of
Kali. The adoration of Shakti (which literally means "Force") is,
according to our saint, a childlike, whole-souled, rapturous self-con
secration to the motherhood of God as represented by the power and
influence of woman. Woman, therefore, has long been renounced by our
friend in every material and carnal relation. He has a wife but has never
associated with her. Woman, he says, is unconquerable by man except by
him who looks up to her as a son. Lust fascinates and keeps the whole
world from the love of God. The highest and holiest saints have been
brought back to carnality and sin by the power of lust. The absolute
conquest of lust has been his lifelong ambition. For many years, there
fore, he says he made the utmost efforts to be delivered from the
influence of woman. His heartrending supplications and prayers for such
deliverance, sometimes uttered aloud in his retreat on the riverside,
brought crowds of people who bitterly cried when he cried and could not
help blessing him and wishing him success with their whole hearts.
He has successfully escaped the evil of carnality which he dreaded. His
Mother to whom he prayed — that is, is,the
thegoddess
goddess
Kali
Kali — made him
recognize every woman as her Incarnation, so that he now honours each
member of the other sex as his mother. He bows his head to the ground
before women and before little girls; he has insisted upon worshipping
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not a few of them as a son might worship his mother. The purity of his
thoughts and relations towards women is most unique and instructive.
It is the opposite of the European idea. It is an attitude essentially,
traditionally, gloriously national. Yes, a Hindu can honour woman.
The other sin which he spent his life to be free from is the love of
money. The sight of money fills him with strange dread. His avoidance
of women and wealth is the whole secret of his matchless moral charac
ter. For a long time he practised a singular discipline. He took in one
hand a piece of gold and in the other a lump of earth. He would then
look at both, repeatedly calling the gold earth, and the earth gold, and
then shuffling the contents of one hand into the other, he would keep up
the process until he lost all sense of the difference between the gold and
the earth.
"My father," says the Paramahamsa, "was a worshipper of Rama. I too
have accepted the Ramayat covenant. When I think of the piety of my
father, the flowers with which he used to worship his favourite god
bloom again in my heart and fill it with divine fragrance." Rama, the
truthful and dutiful son, the good and faithful husband, the just and
fatherly king, the staunch and affectionate friend, is regarded by him
with the love and profound loyalty of a devoted servant. As a master, the
privilege of whose service is sufficient reward to the favoured, faithful
servant; as a master in whose dear and matchless service the laying
down of life is a delightful duty; as a master who has wholly enslaved
the body and soul of his adoring slave, the contemplation of whose holy
and glorious worth transcends every thought of remuneration and
return, is Rama viewed by Ramakrishna. Hanuman, the renowned
follower of Rama, is to him a model of a faithful servitor, a being who
was devoted to his master's cause, inspired by such unworldly love and
honour, such superhuman faithfulness as scorned alike death and danger
or hope of reward.
His ideal of service is absolute unworldliness and freedom from the
desire of gain. He loves and serves Rama because Rama is the best and
most loving master. The service of the true saint is the service of the
purest affection and most unselfish loyalty. Some of the songs he sings,
expressive of this touching devotedness, are exceedingly pathetic, and
show how very negligent we often are.
Nor is this reverence confined within Hinduism. For long days he
subjected himself to various disciplines to realize the Muslim idea of
an all-powerful Allah. He let his beard grow; he fed himself on Muslim
diet; he continually repeated sentences from the Koran. His reverence
for Christ is deep and genuine. He bows his head at the name of Jesus,
honours the doctrine of his sonship, and we believe he once or twice
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attended Christian places of worship. These ideas, at all events, show the
catholic religious culture of this great Hindu saint.
Each form of worship that we have tried to indicate above is to the
Paramahamsa a living and most enthusiastic principle of personal re
ligion, and the accounts of discipline and exercise through which he has
arrived at his present state of devotional eclecticism are most wonderful,
although they cannot be published. He never writes anything, seldom
argues; he never attempts to instruct; he is continually pouring out his
soul in a rhapsody of spiritual utterances; he sings wonderfully, and
makes observations of singular wisdom. He unconsciously throws a
flood of marvellous light upon the obscurest passages of the Pauranic
shastras [mythological scriptures] and brings out the lundamental prin
ciples of the popular Hindu faith with a philosophical clearness that
strangely contrasts itself with his simple and illiterate life. These Incar
nations, he says, are but the forces (Shakti) and dispensations (Lila) of
the eternally wise and blessed Akhanda Satchidananda [Brahman], who
never can be changed or formulated, who is one endless and everlasting
ocean of light, truth, and joy.
If all his utterances could be recorded they would form a volume of strange
and wonderful wisdom. If all his observations on men and things could be
reproduced, people might think that the days of prophecy, of primeval,
unlearned wisdom had returned. But it is most difficult to render his
sayings in English.
This good and holy man is living evidence of the depth and sweetness of
the Hindu religion. He has wholly controlled his flesh. It is lull of soul, Hill
of the reality of religion, full of joy, full of blessed purity. As a siddha [
perfect] Hindu ascetic, he is a witness of the falsehood and emptiness of
the world. His testimony appeals to the profoundest heart of every Hindu.
He has no other thought, no other occupation, no other relation, no other
friend in his humble life than his God. That God is more than sufficient for
him. His spotless holiness, his deep, unspeakable blessedness, his
unstudied, endless wisdom, his childlike peacefulness and affection
towards all men, his consuming, all-absorbing love for God are his only
reward. And may he long continue to enjoy that reward! Our own ideal of
religious life is different, but as long as he is spared to us, gladly shall we
sit at his feet to learn from him the sublime precepts of purity,
unworldliness, spirituality, and inebriation in the love of God.
I do not remember what he said during our first interview, but I vividly
recall that he received me very warmly, perhaps because my friend had
previously mentioned my name to him. Addressing me again and again
in his open-hearted, simple, and childlike manner, he said: "I am so
delighted to see you. Will you come here now and then?" From the
little of his personal history that I could gather from persons living
there, I learned that he was an unlettered, poor brahmin who was
formerly employed as a priest in the Kali temple. As a result of his
extraordinary penances and austerities he had attained a state of perfec
tion seldom seen.
Our friendship became closer after repeated visits, and he began to
reveal his experiences to me. When acting as a priest in the temple he
came in contact with many Hindu monks, saints, sages, and mendicants
who, on their way to and from Puri, or Jagannath, would visit the Kali
temple and often stay there for a while. Personal contact with these men
brought about a revolution in the life of Ramakrishna. His hunger and
thirst for spiritual truth, which was naturally great, was further strength
ened. As a result, he devoted himself to the religious exercises many of
them taught, and he practised austerities that were very severe.
I recollect some of them as related by the saint. What struck him most,
and had an abiding influence on his mind, was the devastating effect of
kamini kanchan, or "lust and greed." He emphasized that the most
effective way to ensure spiritual detachment was to avoid "lust and
greed" like poison. The means that he adopted for this purpose were
unique. For instance, with a quantity of dust in one hand and some coins
in the other, he would sit by the side of the river and compose himself
into a state of meditation, trying to realize the equal worthlessness of
both dust and coins. He would repeat, "Dust is money; money is dust.
Dust is money; money is dust," and so on until the realization of that
truth was complete. Then he would throw them both into the river................ I
was personally present on an occasion when a few coins were placed in
his hand by an inquiring visitor as an experiment. The saint fell into his
usual ecstatic state and did not come back to consciousness until the
coins were removed from his hand.
. . . Ramakrishna had earnestly resolved to practise what the visiting
mendicants had taught him. For instance, one sage told him that the best
way to acquire perfect obedience to the divine will was to cultivate the
spirit of Hanuman, the famous monkey-servant of Rama, as delineated
in the Ramayana. In order to cultivate that spirit, Ramakrishna shut
himself in a room for a number of days and meditated on the virtues of
Hanuman. He jumped about in the room saying, "Lord, Lord, I am thy
devoted servant."
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Kali and Krishna. He would often say that only fools make the distinc tion
between Kali and Krishna. They are the manifestations of the same Power.
Speaking of Ramakrishna's spirituality and catholicity, one incident comes to
my mind. A Christian preacher of Bhowanipore, who was my personal friend,
once accompanied me on a visit to Ramakrishna. When I introduced him to
Ramakrishna, I said, "Today I bring a Christian preacher, who, having heard
of you from me, was very eager to see you." The saint bowed his head to the
ground and said, "I bow again and again at the feet of Jesus." Then the
following conversation took place: My Christian friend: "How is it, sir, that
you bow at the feet of Christ? What do you think of him?"
Ramakrishna: "Why, I look upon him as an Incarnation of God." My
friend: "Incarnation of God! Kindly explain what you mean by that."
Ramakrishna: "An Incarnation like our Rama or Krishna. Don't you know
there is a passage in the Bhagavat that says the Incarnations of Vishnu, or the
Supreme Being, are innumerable?"
My friend: "Please explain further. I do not quite understand."
Ramakrishna: "Just take the case of the ocean. It is a wide and almost infinite
expanse of water, but owing to certain circumstances some parts of this wide
sea become solidified into ice. When transformed into ice it can be easily
manipulated and applied to special use. An Incarnation is something like that.
Like that infinite expanse of water, there is the Infinite Power immanent in
matter and mind. But for some special purposes, in special regions, a portion
of that Infinite Power assumes, as it were, a tangible shape in history. That is
what you call a great man, but actually he is a local manifestation of the
all-pervading Divine Power — in other words, an Incarnation of God. The
greatness of great men is essentially the manifestation of Divine Energy."
My friend: "I understand your position, though we do not quite agree with
it. [Then, turning to me] I would like to know what my Brahmo friends
say to this."
Ramakrishna: "Don't talk to those fools [meaning, members of the Brahmo
Samaj]. They have no eyes to see such things."
Myself [addressingRamakrishna]: "Sir, who told you we don't believe that
the greatness of the great teachers of humanity was divinely com
municated and in that sense they were Incarnations of a Divine Idea?"
Ramakrishna: "Is that what you really believe? I did not know that."
Afterwards there was a conversation during which the saint illustrated, in his
well-known, homey way, many spiritual truths which struck my Christian
friend as being very noteworthy.
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After this I visited the saint whenever I had the leisure. Many were the
meetings and many were the utterances. I do not remember all of them, but
the following incident still lingers in my mind.
On one occasion I was in his room along with a few others who, during
the saint's temporary absence, began to discuss the feasibility of certain
divine attributes. I was getting tired of the discussion when the saint
returned. While entering the room, he caught some words of the
discussion and also observed the heated nature of it. At once he put a
stop to the discussion by saying: "Stop, stop! What is the good of
discussing the feasibility of divine attributes? These attributes are ac
quired by prayerlUlly waiting and thinking. For instance, you say God is
good. Can you convince me of his goodness by reasoning? Take that
terrible flood that recently occurred at Dakhin Sabazpore as a result of a
storm at sea. We hear thousands of men, women, and children were
carried away and drowned. How can you prove to me that a good God, a
beneficent Deity, ordered all that? Perhaps you will answer by pointing
out the good that resulted from the flood how it carried away the filth,
how it fertilized the soil, and so on. But my question is this: Could not a
good God do all that without carrying off hundreds of thousands of
innocent men, women, and children?" At this point one in the audience
interrupted Ramakrishna by saying, "Are we then to believe that God
was cruel?" Ramakrishna responded: "You fool! Who tells you to believe
that? Join your hands in reverential humility and say: 'Oh God, we are
too weak and too incompetent to know thy nature and thy doings. Do
thou enlighten our understanding.'"
Then he illustrated this truth with the following parable: "Take the case
of two men who, while travelling on a certain road, take shelter in a
mango grove. It is the season for mangoes. One of them sits with pencil
and paper in hand and begins to calculate. He counts the number of
mango trees in the garden, the number of branches on each tree, and the
average number of mangoes on each branch. Then he tries to imagine
,
how many cartloads of mangoes the garden will supply and then again,
taking each cartload to be worth so many rupees, how much money the
garden will fetch in the market.
"While this man is counting up the probable income from the garden, the
other is engaged in plucking ripe mangoes and eating them. Which one do
you consider wiser?" "The second one was wiser," said a visitor, "for it is
certainly wiser to eat the fruits than to count up the probable income from
the garden." Then the saint smiled and remarked: "Likewise, it is wiser to
pray to God and cultivate communion with him rather than to argue about
the reasonableness of his attributes. Pray and open your hearts to him and
the light will come to you."
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the case of a woman thus employed. With her left hand she is removing
the threshed grain from the pit and at the same time she is also feeding a
baby on her lap and talking to a neighbour about the price of some
cheerah. Where do you think that woman's primary attention is directed?
Certainly it is to her hand in the pit, lest it be crushed by the pestle.
Similarly, in this world be occupied with many concerns and be attentive
to many duties, but primarily attend to your spiritual interests. Take care
that these are not crushed."
On another occasion the conversation turned to the usefulness of
counting beads and repeating the names of gods or goddesses. The saint
said: "The mere repetition of a name in itself is nothing unless it is
accompanied by a corresponding spiritual emotion. Take, for instance,
the case of a parrot. Its master has taught it the names of his own deities.
Accordingly the parrot repeats, in season and out of season, the names
of Radha and Krishna. 'Radha Krishna, Radha Krishna,' the parrot
repeats morning and evening, and he seems to be quite in love with
them. One day, however, a wily cat pounces upon it from behind and
tries to kill it. What do you hear then? Perhaps you observe that 'Radha
Krishna' has vanished from its throat and now you hear the terror-
stricken bird's natural cry, 'Kan, Kan, Kan.' Likewise, your bead-count
ing man, when tempted, perhaps forgets the name he repeats. Your
professed lover of God forgets his God's name and falls into his natural
mood of disbelief and lack of resignation. A faith that cannot stand the
trials of life is no faith at all."
Let me now relate some incidents which show the saint's personal
affection for me. At one time he had been sending repeated messages
asking me to come and see him. But being detained by Brahmo Samaj
work, I was unable to go. Then one day he turned up at my house,
perhaps on his way to another engagement. The following conversation
took place:
Ramakrishna: "How is it that you have not seen me for such a long time ,
even after repeated requests and your repeated promises?"
Myself: "The work of the Brahmo Samaj detains me. I am very busy
now.
Ramakrishna: "Perish your Brahmo Samaj if it denies you liberty to see your
friends!"
Then, looking at my face, he smiled and said, "As I was coming to see you,
the fellows [meaning, his new disciples] said: 'Why should you visit a
Brahmo? He is not worthy of it.' Do you know what I told them?"
Myself: "What did you tell them?"
Ramakrishna: "I told them: 'Now look here! One who has publicly registered
her name goes to all, whoever seeks her [referring to the custom
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then prevalent of all public women registering their names before commencing
their profession]. I am at the service of all.'"
Another incident occurred as I was approaching the temple of Dak
shineswar after a long absence. I found the saint, in his simple and
childlike fashion, trying to drive crows away from the trees with a bow
and arrow. This sight surprised me. "What is this? Have you turned into
an archer?" I exclaimed. He seemed to be equally surprised to see me
after so long and, throwing down the bow and arrow, he ran to embrace
me. So great was his delight that he fell into ecstasy. Slowly I took him
to his room, laid him on his bed, and waited for him to regain conscious
ness. When he was able to speak again he suggested I accompany him to
the Zoological Gardens where some of his disciples wanted to take him
to see the lions. The manner in which he expressed his joy at the thought
of seeing the lions was charming in its simplicity. Repeatedly he asked
if I would like to see the lions, the celebrated riding beasts of the
goddess Durga. I smiled and said, "I have seen the lions several times."
To which he replied, "Wouldn't it be a pleasure to go with me to see
them once more?" I said: "Yes, it would be a great pleasure, no doubt,
but unfortunately I have another engagement. However, I shall accom
pany you to Sukeas Street in Calcutta and then shall send for Naren (
subsequently known as Vivekananda) and he will take you to the
Zoological Gardens."
So it was arranged, and a carriage was brought by a young disciple,
who, as far as I remember, became our fellow-passenger in the carriage.
. . . As we rode along, Ramakrishna fell into an ecstatic state, and then I
witnessed a scene that I shall never forget. His whole countenance was
aglow with a strange spiritual light, and before he became fully uncon
scious he began to pray incoherently in the following fashion: "Oh
Mother, my beloved Mother, do not make me unconscious. Oh Mother!
I am going to see the lions in the Zoological Gardens. Oh Mother, I may
have a fall from the carriage. Do, do let me be all right until the journey
is finished." At this point he became thoroughly unconscious, leaning
on my arm for a few minutes. After consciousness returned he once
again began conversing in his usual, childlike, simple manner until we
reached Sukeas Street and Naren was sent for. As far as I remember,
Naren came at once, took my place in the carriage, and went with his
Master to the Gardens.
During the last few years of the saint's life my visits became less
frequent. There were two reasons: First, due to his childlike simplicity
Sri Ramakrishna was drawn away by some of his new disciples into
friendship with many objectionable characters such as the actors of the
Indian theatres. I did not like to be associated with such men. Second,
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during the last days of his life some of his new disciples were proclaiming
him to be an Incarnation of God. I was afraid my meeting with such men
would give rise to unpleasant discussions, so I kept away.
But when I received the news of his rapidly declining health, I left all
work and went to Dakshineswar. I found him very low. That was before
he moved to the Cossipore garden house. Ramakrishna took me to task
for neglecting him. I pleaded guilty to the charge and made a clean
breast of it by letting him know the exact causes. I smiled and said, "As
there are many editions of a book, so there have been many editions of
God, and your disciples are about to make you a new one." He too
smiled and said: "Just fancy, God Almighty dying of throat cancer. What
great fools these fellows must be!" That was my last interview with him,
after which he left Dakshineswar, was placed under the treatment of the
most distinguished physicians in town, and was devotedly nursed by his
disciples. But nothing could stay the progress of his disease, and he
passed away leaving behind him a memory that is now spiritually
feeding hundreds of earnest souls. My acquaintance with him, though
short, was fruitful and strengthened many a spiritual thought in me. I
owe him a debt of gratitude for the sincere affection he bore towards me.
He was certainly one of the remarkable personalities I have come across
in my life.
He was above all social customs and manners. He always talked about
God and spiritual life, and never indulged in worldly talk. He had a
tremendous sense of humour and remarkable presence of mind. His
Chosen Deity was both with form and without form. While talking about
Kali the Mother, he would cry and become ecstatic. Someone once asked
him about Kali and he replied: "I do not worship Kali made of clay and
straw. My Mother is the conscious principle. My Mother is pure Sat-
chidananda — Existence-Knowledge-Bliss Absolute. That which is in
finite and deep is always dark-coloured. The extensive sky is dark
coloured and so is the deep sea. My Kali is infinite, all-pervading, and
consciousness itself."
Sri Ramakrishna was not an idol-worshipper. One day he was passing
through a street and saw a man cutting a tree with an axe. Immediately
he burst into tears, saying, "My Mother is present in this tree, and the
axe is striking her." He was as much a Shakta as he was a Vaishnava and
a Vedantin. Yoga and bhakti were wonderfully harmonized in him.
While chanting God's name he would become intoxicated and dance like
Chaitanya used to do. At that time, in an ecstatic state, the cloth would
fall from his body and he would pass into samadhi. Childlike simplicity,
devotion, and knowledge were all seen in him. Even at the beginning of
his spiritual journey Sri Ramakrishna was the embodiment of the har
mony of religions, and he foreshadowed the New Dispensation. If he had
not been endowed with catholic views, he could not have repeated the
name of Allah and eaten Muslim food. A picture of Jesus hung on the
wall in his room along with pictures of Chaitanya, Nityananda, and
others.
In March 1875 Sri Ramakrishna arrived with his nephew Hriday at the
Belgharia garden house of Jay Gopal Sen. At that time Keshab Chandra
Sen was conducting a retreat there with his ministers. He was practising
self-control, renunciation, and other austerities such as cooking and
eating food under a tree. When Sri Ramakrishna arrived Keshab and his
followers [including this writer] were seated on the ghat of the pond,
preparing themselves for bathing. Hriday got down from the carriage,
went to Keshab, and said to him: "My uncle loves to hear about God, and
sometimes out of exuberant devotion he passes into samadhi. He has
come to hear you talk about God."
Keshab consented to the visit, and Hriday helped Sri Ramakrishna get
down from the carriage and brought him to us. Sri Ramakrishna was
wearing a red-bordered cloth, without a shirt or chadar. One end of his
lower cloth was thrown over his shoulder. His body was lean and weak.
Seeing this, the ministers took him to be an ordinary person. Sri Rama
krishna approached us and said, "I hear that you have had visions of
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God, so I have come to hear about it." Thus the religious conversation
began. Afterwards Sri Ramakrishna sang a song by Ramprasad, and
while singing he went into samadhi. No one considered this samadhi to
be a high state of spiritual consciousness; rather they thought he was
feigning. Immediately Hriday began to chant "Om" loudly and re
quested others to do the same, which they did. After a while Sri Rama
krishna came back to the normal plane and smiled. Then he began to
talk about profound spiritual truths, and the ministers were amazed.
They now realized that Sri Ramakrishna was a divine being and not an
ordinary person. All were deeply moved by his company, and they
forgot about their usual routine. It was late that day when they finished
their bath and prayers.
On this occasion Sri Ramakrishna said: "If any other kind of animal
comes to a herd of cattle, they turn on it and gore it with their horns. But
if a cow joins the herd, they lick its body and welcome it as one of
themselves. . . . That's what has happened to us here today." Then,
addressing Keshab, he added, "Your tail has dropped off." He went on to
explain: "As long as the tadpole has its tail it can only live in the water,
but when the tail drops off, it can live on land as well as in the water. As
long as a man wears the tail of ignorance he can only live in the world,
but when the tail drops off he can live either in the knowledge of God or
in the world, whichever he pleases. Your mind, Keshab, has reached that
state now. You can live in the world and still be aware of God." A holy
man can recognize another holy man. After this visit Sri Rama-krishna
and Keshab became close to each other.
From time to time Keshab would visit Sri Ramakrishna at Dak-shineswar
with his followers, and Sri Ramakrishna also would come to Keshab's
house at Calcutta with Hriday. On such occasions Keshab's neighbours
and relations would assemble at his house to meet and listen to Sri
Ramakrishna. These spiritual discourses continued for five to seven hours
at a time. What a joyful and festive occasion it always was! Every year
after the annual festival of the New Dispensation, Keshab would visit Sri
Ramakrishna at Dakshineswar, travelling by steamer or boat with his
Brahmo followers. Sometimes he would go to his Belgharia retreat and
send a carriage to take Sri Ramakrishna there. To have Sri Ramakrishna's
holy company was a part of the festival. Keshab's life was very much
influenced by Sri Ramakrishna, and Sri Ramakrishna's by Keshab. It was
due to the influence of Sri Ramakrishna that the concept of the
Motherhood of God was enkindled to a great extent in the Brahmo
Samaj. Keshab learned from Sri Ramakrishna how to call on God as
Mother and how to pray to and make demands on her. For, in spite of the
devotional aspect in it, the Brahmo religion was more a religion of
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Sri Ramakrishna had realized Brahman, the Impersonal God as early as 1866 under the
guidance of Tota Puri, and for six months he had been constantly in that state. This was nearly
ten years before he met Keshab Chandra Sen. He had also realized, before meeting Keshab, the
Islam and the Christian ideals of the Godhead: formless but with attributes. Regarding
catholicity, it has been mentioned previously by the writer.
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help from anyone. As a swan takes only the milk and rejects the water, so
Sri Ramakrishna took only the essence of Hinduism and rejected the
nonessentials.
He was like a simple child. The examples he used in his teachings he
wanted to see with his own eyes. For that reason he expressed a desire to
ride a steamer. Once Keshab picked Sri Ramakrishna up from Dak-
shineswar in a steamer. Some Brahmo followers were with them. Sri
Ramakrishna was pleased to hear thejhak-jhak sound of the steamer. One of
our friends requested him to look through the telescope of the steamer, but
he replied: "My mind is now attached to God. How can I withdraw it from
him and put it on this telescope?"
Sri Ramakrishna passed away on August 16, 1886. His body was
placed on a cot and decorated with flowers, garlands, and ochre
cloths. The disciples and friends of Sri Ramakrishna took the dust of
his feet and then carried the cot to the Cossipore cremation ground.
Nearly one hundred and fifty people followed the procession, and a
group of Vaishnavites led it, singing kirtan with drums and cymbals.
Some Brahmo devotees and four ministers from the New Dispensation
— Amritalal Basu, Trailokya Nath Sanyal, Prankrishna Datta, and I
joined Sri Ramakrishna's funeral service. Banners imprinted with the
symbols of different religions the Trident and Om of Hinduism, the
Spud of Buddhism, the Crescent of Islam, and the Cross of Christianity —
were carried at the head of the procession.
After reaching the cremation ground, the devotees sang kirtan, encir
cling Sri Ramakrishna's body. Then at the devotees' request Trailokya
Nath Sanyal sang three or four songs befitting the occasion. Sri Rama
krishna had been very fond of his melodious singing. Finally Sri Rama
krishna's body was placed on the funeral pyre, and the devotees again
bowed down to him. His eyes were slightly open, and his face had a
sweet smile. He had left his body in samadhi. I heard that before he
entered into mahasamadhi the previous night, he had uttered thrice, "
Kali." By evening Sri Ramakrishna's pure body was consumed by fire.
Who is Ramakrishna? Well, that I do not know. But this much I can say,
that in the firmament of Bengal no other moon of such sweetness has
risen since Lord Gauranga. I have compared him with the moon. Even
the moon is not spotless, but this moon of Ramakrishna is absolutely
free from spots. Ah, his divine body was pure and bright like fire itself.
Never was it contaminated by the slightest touch of sex. When he was
married, his wife was only six. Ten years after his marriage he met for
the second time this woman, who was chastity personified. Rama-krishna
worshipped her when she was sixteen as the Divine Mother. He followed
all the details of Hindu rituals and then offered his rosary at her feet [i.e.
, the result of his sadhana]. After this consecration Ramakrishna shone
in his fullest splendour, like the full moon with its bright halo. What a
beautiful life! It is unique in human history. Many saints and prophets
renounced their wives for God, but Ramakrishna's renunciation was not
of an ordinary type. It was the highest acceptance. The light of the moon
cannot be separate from the moon. And neither did this woman, the
incarnation of chastity, live apart from Sri Ramakrishna. Ever since that
unique worship she was always by Sri Ramakrishna's side as his Shakti [
power]. Go once and sit for a while at the blessed feet of this woman, so
reverentially worshipped by Sri Ramakrishna. Through her grace you
will be able to understand and realize the greatness of Sri Ramakrishna.
You will be blessed indeed!1
When this article was written, Sri Sarada Devi was alive.
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Sarada Sundari Devi was the mother of Keshab Chandra Sen, the
well-known Brahmo leader.
Sri Ramakrishna once went to visit the Adi Brahmo Samaj and saw
three persons meditating there. Afterwards he said, "One [Keshab Chan
dra Sen] among these three has experienced the truth." He later became
acquainted with Keshab. Sri Ramakrishna visited our house quite often,
and I first met him in our hall on the third floor.
Once during the winter festival of the Brahmo Samaj, he came to the
Lily Cottage [Keshab's home]. When the kirtan [singing] was over I said
to him, "Sir, please have some refreshments." He thought a while and
said, "Yes, the Divine Mother told me to eat a jilipi [a sweet] at Keshab's
house." I gave him a jilipi, which he took in his hand and ate. Then while
leaving, he said to Keshab, "The Divine Mother also told me to eat an ice
cream cone at Keshab's house." Keshab was wondering where he could
get an ice cream cone, as there was no shop nearby. Just then, however,
an ice cream vendor came by. Keshab bought an ice cream cone, and Sri
Ramakrishna ate it joyfully.
Sri Ramakrishna and Keshab danced that day, holding each other's
hands during the kirtan. When the function was over he said to me: "
Blessed is the womb that gave birth to such a wonderful son! In the
future many people of the world will be delighted to have Keshab's
company."
I was very fond of Sri Ramakrishna, and I used to visit Dakshineswar off
and on. Now I don't remember all his wonderful, inspiring teachings
except one thing he said: "God laughs when two brothers divide their
land with a string, saying to each other, 'This side is mine and that side is
yours.' He laughs and says to himself, 'The whole universe belongs to
me, but they say they own this portion or that portion.'" Sri Ramakrishna
used to tell many wonderful stories, but now I don't remember them all.
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Kshirod Chandra Sen, a follower of Keshab Chandra Sen, became well knozvn as
the author of Sidelights on Western Civilization.
I have been trying to recall the great events of my life that took place in
1879.1 was then in my second year at the General Assembly's College,
Calcutta. At the end of that year I passed the I.A. [Intermediate of Arts]
examination. But the most important event that comes to my mind is my
meeting with Sri Ramakrishna at Dakshineswar. This opened a new
world, a new current of thought with a new orientation concerning the
problems of life as conceived by my immature, youthful mind. Not that it
changed the course of my life at once. Indeed my ideas were vague and
hazy, and it took many years for them to develop a definite shape. But I
deeply felt that there was something higher to pursue in life than a
graduate's diploma or a comfortable post in the public service. Both of
these achievements came to me and subsequently proved to be hollow.
More than half a century has passed since that memorable day, but I
still feel proud that I gathered something on that occasion which helps
me to live cheerfully even now. I cannot clearly describe what I got. It
works invisibly, but its reality is unmistakable.
One morning in October 1879, ten students from two boarding houses
met together and decided that they would spend the evening at the
beautiful temple garden of Dakshineswar, where a holy man named Sri
Ramakrishna lived. He was then known by only a few, but to those he
was reverentially referred to as "Paramahamsa" [an illumined soul —
literally, a great swan]. The title was puzzling to my uncultivated mind.
I instinctively tried to associate it with an amphibious bird.
The oldest of the group, whom I shall indicate by the initials C.K., told
me the plan and asked if I would like to join the party. He said that the
excursion would cost about three annas for passage money and other
incidental expenses. And he added that the visit would enable me to
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meet a great holy man who had already been interviewed several times
by Keshab Chandra Sen and Pratap Chandra Majumdar. These were
both leaders of the Brahmo Samaj, for whom I had great reverence and
who I considered to be men of knowledge and devotion.
Keshab was a distinguished speaker, a profound thinker, a great man,
who was honoured by Queen Victoria and the British public. To me he
was the founder of the true religion for humanity, the latest prophet in
the history of the world. If such a person thought the holy man of
Dakshineswar worthy of successive visits, I would be disrespectful if I
failed to avail myself of this opportunity to visit my guru's guru. To be
perfectly honest, I had no idea that we were going not merely to meet
Sri Ramakrishna, but also to hear him speak and to receive instructions
from him on spirituality and ideal morality.
We arrived at the landing ghat of the Kali temple at 4:30 P.M. There
seemed to be no one else at the place. We walked around looking in all
the doors in expectation of seeing the holy man somewhere. At last we
saw him in a small, narrow room in the northwestern corner of the
temple complex. He was in deep meditation. The front door of his room
was open, and the afternoon sun was falling on his face. We looked in
through another door. A second man, who seemed to be an attendant,
with a prominent sacred thread on his shoulder, warned us against
entering the room and politely told us to wait outside. He then suggested
that we walk in the garden until Sri Ramakrishna was comfortable
enough to see us. Strictly following the instructions of the attendant, we
left and walked around the garden, looking at several buildings in the
compound.
At sunset we made a desperate attempt to meet Sri Ramakrishna as he
was slowly walking in an open area to the north of his room. There was
a cluster of large trees, and under one of them two Hindustani monks,
whose bodies were smeared with ashes, were lighting a fire and
arranging materials for cooking a simple meal. Sri Ramakrishna ap
proached them and said something which I either did not hear or do not
remember. One of them said by way of a reply, "You are a Mahatma [a
great soul]." Sri Ramakrishna smiled and walked slowly away. I cannot
say why he smiled. Any other man would have either politely acknowl
edged the compliment or denied its truth. It seems that evasiveness in
personal matters is a common trait of prophets. Christ shared it. Other
prophets also had it. Keshab alone was explicit. In a speech delivered
at the Town Hall, he told the audience that he was not a prophet but
only an exceptional man.
When an earthen lamp was lighted in Sri Ramakrishna's bedroom we were
invited to come in. We sat on a mat on the floor in front of a bed
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strolling around when C.K. saw Sri Ramakrishna walking with his
attendant in the temple garden. We hurried towards him. One of us told
him that we wanted to cross the river to Bally and take the train to
Howrah. The attendant said that that was not an easy way to travel. But
Sri Ramakrishna smiled and said to the attendant: "You are an ignorant
fellow. In pursuit of pleasure a person will gladly suffer pain. The
railway journey will be a pleasant variation for these young men."
We bowed, but in accepting our salute, Sri Ramakrishna expressed
wonder as to what we had come there for. C.K. promptly replied, "We
came for instructions, but unfortunately there was something wrong in
our choice of time." Sri Ramakrishna smiled and said: "What instruc
tions do you want, my children? Sit down and I shall hear what you
want." We sat down, and Sri Ramakrishna sat near us. C.K. then asked
questions and Sri Ramakrishna answered. But before stating those
questions and answers I shall digress a little to describe in my own
way the manner in which Sri Ramakrishna spoke, for the manner
seemed even more impressive than the matter, which, of course, was
charming, particularly to my youthful mind.
His sentences were terse, usually consisting of three or four words each.
They were seldom grammatically complete, but were pregnant with
meaning. Certainly his thoughts were coherent, but his sentences
sometimes seemed discontinuous. It took time to logically connect con
secutive sentences. But Sri Ramakrishna spoke slowly. He paused per
ceptibly at the end of each sentence, and this enabled us to connect his
thoughts. He easily and artistically arranged flowers of thoughts, but
seldom strung them together. He did not care to use thread and needle.
But he spoke with the confidence of a prophet. He seemed to be an
organized personification of inspiration and expression.
If brevity is the soul of wit, it is the soul of wisdom also. Sri Rama
krishna possessed all three at once and possessed them to an exceptional
degree. The only parallel that suggests itself is Nietzsche. The one lived
in the unseen world and the other dwelt on mundane experiences. The
one worshipped the God of Love; the other, the God of Power. The one
said, "Thy will be done"; the other insisted on the power of the human
will. The sentences were discontinuous and unstrung in both cases. They
were hard to grasp. But Nietzsche's sentences were long and Sri Rama
krishna's were short. Nietzsche wrote and Sri Ramakrishna spoke.
I shall now give some of the questions which C.K. asked and their answers:
Q: "Why is Krishna painted dark?"
A: "People suffer from the illusion of remoteness. The sky surrounds you.
The sky is in the firmament. They are identical. The one is bright.
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The other looks blue. Take a close look at Krishna. Look at him fully in the
face. He is bright."
Q: "Is submission to a guru absolutely necessary for salvation?"
A: "You wish to go to Hooghly. You may walk. You may hire a boat. You
may get a passage on a steamer. The question is one of speed only. If you
are earnest, you will arrive at Hooghly. You may stop the boat at
Srerampore and return. You may halt there. You may jump into the river
and die. Be earnest. Have no fear."
Q: "Which is better: to be a monk or a householder?"
A: "You have no choice. Your will is not free. A few men become
monks. The majority live as householders. Both ways of life are difficult.
People suppose the life of the householder is natural. Diversity is a divine
law. Shukadeva was a true monk. He was naked. Women bathing in the
tank were not ashamed to look at him. But they hid themselves in the
water when his old father appeared. King Janaka played with two swords,
one in each hand. He reconciled the two kinds of life. In essence they are
not conflicting. The great thing is to escape contamination —mundue
attachment to worldly interests. The mud fish lives in the mud. It is never
soiled by it. A human being is not a mere fish. He is surrounded by dirt,
mud, venom, etc. How to live untouched by them? Milk poured into
water loses its sweetness. It loses its power of nourishment. Water cannot
saturate butter. Butter must be churned early in the morning. It is vain to
churn milk for butter at midday. Grown-up trees are not spoiled by the
cow. She chews on the young saplings. They must be fenced. Make up
your minds, my children, accordingly. Acidity is persistent. The sight of
tamarind [which is very sour and causes acidity] has a charm for one who
suffers from it. A man may resolve to avoid tamarind, but his resolution
must be strong.
"The green coconut is filled with water. Shake it. (He brought his hands
together against his left ear, as if he were shaking a coconut.) You hear
no sound. The water, the shell, and the fibres all seem to be one and the
same thing. Then shake the ripe coconut. The water makes a sound.
When completely dry, there is no water in the shell, and the kernel is
separated from the shell. Shake it. The kernel gives a sound of its own.
It says: 'I live in the fibrous cover, but that cover does not contaminate
me. I have freed myself from attachment."'
Sri Ramakrishna continued talking like this for quite a long time. I do not
remember all that he said. That was more than half a century ago, and I was
young and not accustomed to hearing lessons on the value of detachment,
complete or partial. Perhaps I did not understand all that I heard. But what I
did understand struck a vital chord in my youthful heart. I have never
forgotten the music of it. There have, no doubt, been
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variations in tune and pitch, but it has always been musical, never a
jumble of discordant notes. I was then eighteen and I am now seventy-
one. Detachment has been the dominant note of my life. I have tried to
live like the mud fish, unsoiled by the surrounding mud. I cannot say I
have succeeded, but I am convinced that detachment is more congenial to
me than attachment. If there is any good in the kind of life I am living, it
is largely due to Sri Ramakrishna's discourse on attachment and
detachment.
Sri Ramakrishna was then not a famous man. Fame came to him three or
four years later, when he began to gather apostles for a new mission. He
was successful, for his apostles have undoubtedly made some noise in
the world, and the noise has been largely musical. Sri Ramakrishna's
mission forms one out of many, but it is not an inconsiderable one. The
world is now suffering from cyclonic weather, and nobody knows
whether it is going towards a harmonious union or a noisy dispersion.
One thing is certain: If disruption comes, nobody will be able to throw
any of the blame on Sri Ramakrishna's mission. There is no separation,
no malice, no jealousy or spite in it. It wants to unite mankind and to
find salvation for all in its own humble way.
Kamakhya Nath
Bandyopadhyay
Sri Ramakrishna first saw Keshab Chandra Sen when Keshab was
meditating on the dais of the Adi Brahmo Samaj at Jorasanko, Calcutta.
Seeing Keshab, Sri Ramakrishna said: "Of all who are meditating here,
this young man's 'float' alone has sunk under water. The 'fish' is biting
at the hook." In other words, Sri Ramakrishna saw Keshab's face and
realized that his mind was immersed in Brahman.
Sometime after this Sri Ramakrishna went with his nephew Hriday to
meet Keshab at his Colootola residence, but he was told that Keshab had
gone to a garden house at Belgharia with his Brahmo followers to
conduct a retreat. Sri Ramakrishna immediately went to Belgharia and
met Keshab there. They talked about spiritual life for three or four
hours, and a strong spiritual relationship was established between the
two. After this meeting Keshab wrote in his journals about Sri
Ramakrishna's spiritual greatness, steadfast devotion, and longing for
God, and thus the public came to know about him. I was attracted to Sri
Ramakrishna by reading Keshab's articles and listening to the Brahmos
who had witnessed Sri Ramakrishna's ecstasy. Many educated people
became interested in knowing him, and I became anxious to meet him.
As far as I remember I met Sri Ramakrishna five times and listened to
him each time for four or five hours. Sometimes I asked him questions. I
don't remember all those conversations in detail, but some important
things I do remember.
On my first visit Sri Ramakrishna talked about his first meeting with
Keshab at Jorasanko, and on my second visit he narrated how he met
Keshab at the retreat house in Belgharia. He said: "When I arrived in
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Belgharia Keshab had just finished his prayer and meditation. He re
ceived me cordially and asked the reason for my visit. I said, 'I hear that
you have seen God, so I have come here to hear about it.' Keshab
described his experience. Listening to him I understood that Keshab was
a very special person, and I went into ecstasy. His words touched my
heart. At first Keshab talked and I listened, and then I talked and Keshab
listened. Thus we spent four or five hours."
Sri Ramakrishna quite often visited Keshab's Lily Cottage, and I met
him there also. Once he said to the Brahmo devotees: "A person who
does not speak the truth cannot make any progress in spiritual life. God
cannot be realized through deception." Whenever Sri Ramakrishna
visited Keshab, the latter fed him various sweets and delicacies. Sri
Ramakrishna was fond of jilipis [a sweet].
I shall tell one incident that will make people understand how Sri
Ramakrishna was true to his word. One day I went to Dakshineswar with
some of my friends. After talking some time he said: "Look, if I say that
from today I shall go to answer the call of nature twice, then in the evening,
even if I have no urge, I go to the bathroom for the sake of truth."
Sri Ramakrishna was truly an honest person. He never hesitated to speak
even a harsh truth. He abhorred hypocrisy in the name of religion and
did not care for any external show, such as the ochre cloth, a rosary
around the neck, or religious marks on the forehead.
Sri Ramakrishna had steadfast devotion as well as tremendous longing
for God. Once he decided to realize God according to the Islamic path.
He began to pray five times a day, and he ate Muslim food and wore
Muslim dress. As a result of this sadhana he had a vision within a few
days of a radiant person with a long beard and Muslim dress.
Undoubtedly Keshab was a spiritual companion of Sri Ramakrish-na's.
At the time of the winter festival of the Brahmo Samaj, Sri Rama
krishna would come to the Lily Cottage and sing and dance holding
Keshab's hand. Keshab was also delighted to have his company. As
Keshab was influenced by Sri Ramakrishna, so also Sri Ramakrishna
was influenced by Keshab. During Keshab's last illness Sri Ramakrishna
came to see him at the Lily Cottage. He said to Keshab, "Keshab, if you
leave, with whom shall I talk?" After Keshab's passing away, Sri Rama
krishna was shocked. As a magnet attracts iron, these two great per
sonalities attracted each other.
Nagendra Nath Gupta (1861-1940) zvent to school zvith Szvami Viveka nanda.
Many years later, zvhen Nagendra was living in Lahore and Swami Vivekananda
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he never ceased speaking. I have never heard any other man speak as he
did. It was an unbroken flow of profound spiritual truths and ex
periences welling up from the perennial spring of his own devotion and
wisdom. The similes and metaphors, the apt illustrations, were as strik
ing as they were original. At times as he spoke he would draw a little
closer to Keshab until part of his body was unconsciously resting in
Keshab's lap, but Keshab sat perfectly still and made no movement to
withdraw himself.
After he had sat down Ramakrishna glanced around him and expressed
his approval of the company sitting nearby, saying: "Good, good. They
all have good large eyes." Then he peered at a young man wearing
English clothes, sitting at a distance on a capstan. "Who is that? He looks
like a sahib." Keshab smilingly explained that he was a young Bengali
who had just returned from England. Ramakrishna laughed: "That's right.
One feels afraid of a sahib." (The young man was Kumar Gajendra
Narayan of Cooch Bihar, who shortly afterwards married Keshab's
second daughter.) The next moment he lost all interest in the people
present and began to speak of the various ways in which he used to
perform his spiritual practices: "Sometimes I would fancy myself to be a
brahminy duck calling for its mate." There is a poetic tradition in
Sanskrit that the male and female of a brace of brahminy ducks spend the
night on the opposite shores of a river and keep calling to each other.
Again, "I would be the kitten calling for the mother cat and there would
be the response of the mother." After speaking in this way for some time
he suddenly pulled himself up and said with the smile of a child, "
Everything about secret spiritual disciplines should not be told." He
explained that it was impossible to express in language the ecstasy of
divine communion when the human soul loses itself in the contempla
tion of the deity.
Then he looked at some of the faces around him and spoke at length on
the indications of character by physiognomy. Every feature of the
human face was expressive of some particular trait of character. The
eyes were the most important, but all other features, the forehead, the
ears, the nose, the lips, and the teeth were helpful in the reading of
character. And so the marvellous monologue went on until Ramakrishna
began to speak of the nirakara [formless] Brahman. "The manifestation
of the Formless has to be realized." He repeated the word nirakara two or
three times, and then quietly passed into samadhi, as a diver slips into
the fathomless deep. While he was unconscious, Keshab Chandra Sen
explained that recently there had been some conversation between
Rama-krishna and him about the nirakara Brahman, and Ramakrishna
had appeared to be profoundly moved.
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When the kundalini power reaches the crown, i.e., the seventh plane of consciousness,
one enters into samadhi. Then it is not possible for a person to talk or move. Sri Rama
krishna's unusual behaviour indicates that he was forcing his mind down to a lower plane
so that he could talk to those people about God.
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[From: Vedanta and the West (Hollywood: Vedanta Press), no. 143, May-
June 1960; Ramakrishna-Vivekananda, by Nagendra Nath Gupta (
Bombay: Sri Ramakrishna Math), 1933]
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me the power I can try. Otherwise I would not be capable of curing the
disease of someone like you."
Sri Ramakrishna fed us some sweets. As we said good-bye, he told
me, "Come here three more times." But we could not make any more
trips to Dakshineswar to see him. We were afraid that if we had too much
inclination towards spiritual life we would have to renounce the world.
Our holy Koran mentions some signs of a prophet. We noticed those
signs in Sri Ramakrishna. After seeing and listening to him we believed
that he was a prophet. I still had some attachment to lust and gold, so I
did not dare visit him again at Dakshineswar.
I did meet Sri Ramakrishna once more, however this time at Ram
Babu's house. Amrita, Doctor Sarkar's son, accompanied me there.
When we arrived we saw Sri Ramakrishna dancing and singing kirtan
with a group of people. As he danced, he went into samadhi. I had never
before seen such a thing. I asked Amrita what was going on, and he
explained about samadhi.
When the kirtan was over we bowed down to Sri Ramakrishna. He
smiled at us and inquired about our welfare. Then he asked me: "Why
didn't you visit me again? Try to come now and then." Spiritual talk
went on for awhile, and there was also more devotional singing. After
that we enjoyed a nice feast at Ram Babu's house and then went home.
I never met Sri Ramakrishna again, as I had to move to different cities to
earn money.
It was probably during the autumn holidays of 1881 that I met Sri
Ramakrishna the first time. I arrived at Dakshineswar in a country boat and,
going up the steps of the landing-ghat, asked someone where the
Paramahamsa was.
"There is the Paramahamsa," was the reply. A man was pointed out on
the north verandah, which faces the garden. He was sitting reclining
against a bolster. He wore a black-bordered cloth. At the sight of the
bolster and the black-bordered cloth I said to myself, "What kind of
paramahamsa is this?"1
Going nearer, I found him half leaning against the bolster with his
hands clasped around his drawn-up knees. Then I thought: "Evidently
he is not used to pillows as gentlemen are. So perhaps he is the Para-
mahamsa." At his right, very near the pillow, sat a gentleman whose
name, I came to know, was Rajendra Lal Mittra, later an Assistant
Secretary to the Government of Bengal. A little farther off sat some
others.
After a few moments the Master said to Rajendra Babu, "See whether
Keshab is coming." Evidently Keshab Sen was expected that day.
Someone walked away a few steps and, coming back, said, "No, he isn'
t."
1
A cloth with black borders, bolster, and so forth, regarded as articles of luxury, are used
by householders. A paramahamsa, on the other hand, is an all-renouncing monk.
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After a brief interval, hearing a sound outside, he said, "Please look once
more."
Again someone went out and came back with the same reply.
Then Sri Ramakrishna laughed and said, quoting a popular saying, "The
leaves rustle outside, and Radha says, 'Oh, here comes my Sweetheart!"
Continuing, he said: "You see, Keshab always tantalizes me like this. It is
his way."
At dusk Keshab came with his party. Keshab bowed low before the
Master, touching the ground with his forehead. The Master returned his
salutation in the same manner.
Shortly afterwards Sri Ramakrishna said, in a state of partial
con sciousness: "Look! He has brought the whole Calcutta crowd. I
am supposed to deliver a lecture. I won't do anything of the sort. Do
it yourself if you like. Lecturing is none of my business."
Still in the ecstatic mood, he said with a divine smile: "I shall eat, drink,
and be merry. I shall play and sleep. But I can't give lectures."
As Keshab Babu watched him, he became overpowered with divine
emotion. Every now and then he said, "Ah me! Ah me!"
I too watched the Master and said to myself, "Can this be pretence?" I had
never seen anything like it before.
Coming back from samadhi, the Master said to Keshab: "Keshab, once I
went to your temple. In the course of your preaching I heard you say, 'We
shall dive into the river of devotion and go straight to the Ocean of
Satchidananda.' At once I looked up [at the gallery where Keshab's wife
and the other ladies were sitting] and thought, 'Then what will become of
these ladies?' You see, Keshab, you are householders. How can you reach
the Ocean of Satchidananda all at once? You are like a mongoose with a
brick tied to its tail. When something frightens it, it runs up the wall and
sits in a niche. But how can it stay there any length of time? The brick
pulls it down and it falls to the floor with a thud. You may practise a little
meditation, but the weight of wife and children will pull you down. You
may dive into the river of devotion, but you must come up again. You
will alternately dive and come up. How can you dive and disappear once
for all?"
Keshab Babu said: "Can't a householder ever succeed? What about
Maharshi Devendra Nath Tagore?"
Twice or thrice the Master repeated soltly, "Devendra Nath Tagore
Devendra — Devendra" and bowed to him several times.
Then he said: "Let me tell you a story. A man used to celebrate the Durga
Puja at his house with great pomp. Goats were sacrificed from sunrise to
sunset. But after a few years the sacrifice was not so imposing. Then
someone said to him, 'How is it, sir, that the sacrifice at your place
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has become such a tame affair?' Don't you see?' he said. 'My teeth are
gone now.' Devendra is now devoted to meditation and contemplation.
It is only natural that he should be, at his advanced age. But no doubt he
is a great man.
"You see, as long as a man is under maya's spell, he is like a green
coconut. When you scoop out the soft kernel from a green coconut, you
cannot help scraping a little of the shell at the same time. But in the
case of a ripe and dry coconut, the shell and kernel are separated from
each other. When you shake the fruit you can feel the kernel rattling
inside. The man who is freed from maya is like a ripe and dry coconut.
He feels the soul to be separated from the body. They are no longer
connected with each other.
"It is the 'I' that creates all the trouble. Won't this wretched ego ever
leave a person? You see a peepal tree growing from the rubbish of a
tumbledown house. You cut it down today, but tomorrow you find a new
sprout shooting up. It is the same with the ego. You may wash seven
times a cup that onions have been kept in, but the wretched smell never
leaves it."
In the course of the conversation he said to Keshab: "Well, Keshab, I
understand that your Calcutta babus say that God does not exist. Is that
true? A Calcutta babu wants to climb the stairs. He takes one step, but
before taking the next he cries out: 'Oh, my side! My side!' and drops
down unconscious. His relatives raise a hue and cry and send for a
doctor, but before the doctor arrives the man is very likely dead. And
people of such stamina say, 'There is no God'!"
After an hour or so the kirtan began. What I saw then I shall never
forget either in this life or in the lives to come. Everybody danced,
Keshab included. The Master was in the centre. All danced around him
in a circle. During the dancing Sri Ramakrishna suddenly stood
motionless, transfixed in samadhi. A long time passed this way. After
hearing his words and seeing all this, I said to myself, "Yes, a
paramahamsa indeed!"
Another day, probably in 1883, I visited the Master with a few young
men from Srerampore. Looking at them, he asked, "Why have they come
here?"
Myself: "To see you."
Master: "What's there to see in me? Why don't they look at the buildings and
temples?"
Myself: "Sir, they haven't come to see those things. They have come to see
you."
Master: "Ah! Then they must be hints. There is fire in them. You may keep
a flint under water a thousand years, but the moment you strike it,
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sparks come out. They must be of that type. But it will be useless to try to
strike fire out of me!"
At this last remark we all laughed. I do not recall now what other things
he said to us that day. But it seems to me he told us about the
renunciation of "woman and gold" and the impossibility of getting rid of
the ego.
I visited him another day. When I bowed down to him and took a seat, he
said, "Can you bring me some of that stuff — a little sour, a little sweet —
that begins to fizz when you push down the cork?"
Myself: "Lemonade?"
Master: "Why don't you bring a bottle for me?"
I think I brought him a bottle. So far as I remember, I was alone with him
that day. I asked him a few questions.
Myself: "Do you observe caste?"
Master: "How can I say yes? I ate curry at Keshab Sen's house. Let me tell
you what once happened to me. A man with a long beard- brought some
ice here, but I didn't feel like eating it. A little later someone brought me a
piece of ice from the same man, and I ate it with great relish. You see,
caste restrictions fall away of themselves. As coconut and palm trees
grow up, the branches drop off of themselves. Caste conventions drop off
like that. But don't tear them off as those fools do [meaning the Brahmos].
at one ghat call it 'jai,' and those who draw it at the second ghat call it '
pani.' At the third ghat they call it 'water,' and at the fourth, 'aqua.' But
it is one and the same thing: water."
I told the Master that I had met Achalananda Tirthavadhuta of Barisal.
Master: "Isn't that Ramkumar of Kotrang?"
Myself: "Yes, sir."
Master: "How did you like him? »
Myself: "Very much."
Master: "Well, whom do you like better — him or me?"
Myself: "Oh, can there be any comparison between you two? He is a scholar,
an erudite person; but are you one?"
Sri Ramakrishna was a little puzzled at my reply and became silent. A
moment later I said: "He may be a scholar, but you are full of fun! There is
great fun in your company."
At this the Master laughed and said: "Well said! Well said! Right you are!' »
He asked me, "Have you seen my Panchavati?"
Myself: "Yes, sir."
He told me a little of what he had practised there — his various
religious austerities. He also told me about Nangta [Tota Puri].
Then I asked him, "How can I realize God?"
Master: "You see, he is constantly attracting us, as a magnet attracts
iron. But the iron cannot come to the magnet if it is covered with dirt.
When the dirt is washed away, the iron is instantly drawn to the magnet.
Weep for God and the tears will wash away the dirt from your mind."
As I was writing down his words, he remarked: "Look here. Only
repeating the word siddhi will not produce intoxication. You must actu
ally get some hemp, rub it in water, and then drink the solution. . . ."
Later he said: "Since you are going to lead a householder's life, create a
roseate intoxication in your mind with the thought of God. You will be
doing your duties, but let that pleasant intoxication remain with you.
You cannot, of course, like Shukadeva, be so inebriated with the thought
of God that you will lie naked and unconscious. As long as you have to
live in the world, give God the power of attorney. Make over all your
responsibilities to him. Let him do as he likes. Live in the world like a
maidservant in a rich man's house. She bathes her master's children,
washes them, feeds them, and takes affectionate care of them in many
ways, as if they were her own children, but in her heart she knows very
well that they do not belong to her. No sooner is she dismissed than all is
over. She has no more relationship with the children.
"Before breaking open the jackfruit you should rub your hands with
oil in order to protect them from the sticky juice. Likewise, protect
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yourself with the oil of devotion. Then the world will not cling to you
and you will not be affected by it."
All this time Sri Ramakrishna was seated on the floor. Now he got up
and stretched himself on his cot.
He said to me, "Fan me a little. »
I began to fan him and he was silent.
After a while he said: "Oh, it's so hot! Why don't you dip the fan in
water?"
"Ah!" I said. "You have your fancies, too!"
The Master smiled and drawled out, "And — why — not?"
"Very well!" I said. "Have your full measure of them."
I cannot express in words how immensely I enjoyed his company that
day.
The last time I visited him I had with me the headmaster of our school,
who had just then graduated. As soon as Sri Ramakrishna saw him, he
asked me: "Where did you pick him up? He's a fine fellow!"
Then he continued: "You are a lawyer. You are very clever. Can you
give me a little of your cleverness? The other day your father came here
and stayed three days."
Myself: "How did you find him?"
Master: "A nice man. But now and then he talks nonsense."
Myself: "Please help him get over it when you see him next."
At this Sri Ramakrishna smiled a little.
Myself: "Please give us a few instructions."
Master: "Do you know Hriday?"
Myself: "Your nephew? I know him only by name."
Master: "Hriday used to say to me: 'Uncle, please don't give out your
stock of instructions all at once. Why should you repeat the same things
over and over again?' I would reply: 'You fool, what's that to you? These
are my words and if I like I shall repeat them a hundred thousand times.
You keep quiet!'"
Myself (smiling): "Exactly so! »
A little later he sat up on the bed. He repeated "Om" several times
and began to sing a song whose first line is: "Dive deep, O mind, dive
deep in the Ocean of God's Beauty."
Hardly had he sung one or two lines when he himself dived deep and
was lost in samadhi.
When the samadhi was over, he began to pace the room and with both
hands pulled up the cloth he was wearing till it reached his waist. One
end of it was trailing on the floor and the other was hanging loose.
Nudging my companion, I whispered, "See how nicely he wears his
cloth!"
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A moment later he threw away the cloth, with the words: "Ugh! What
a nuisance! Off with it!"
He began to pace up and down the room naked. From the northern
end of the room he brought an umbrella and a stick, and asked us, "Are
these yours?"
Scarcely had I replied no when he said: "I knew it. I can judge a man
by his stick and umbrella. They must belong to that man who was here
some time ago and swallowed a lot of my words without understanding
them."
A few minutes later he sat down, still naked, on the northern end of
his cot, facing the west, and asked me, "Well, do you consider me
ungentlemanly?"
Myself: "Of course not. You are a perfect gentleman. But why do you
ask me that?"
Master: "You see, Shivanath and others don't think I am a gentleman.
When they come I have to wrap a cloth or something around me. Do you
know Girish Ghosh?"
Myself: "Which Girish Ghosh? The one who is in the theatre?"
Master: "Yes."
Myself: "I have never seen him. But I know him by reputation."
Master: "A good man."
Myself: "They say he drinks. »
Master: "Let him! Let him! How long will he continue that? Do you
know Narendra?"
Myself: "No, sir."
Master: "I wish very much that you could meet him. He has passed
the B. A. examination and is unmarried."
Myself: "Very well, sir. I shall meet him. »
Master: "Today there will be a kirtan at Ram Datta's house. You may
meet him there. Please go there this evening."
Myself: "All right."
Master: "Yes, do. Don't forget."
Myself: "It is your command. Shall I not obey it? Surely I will go."
He showed us the pictures in his room and asked me whether a
picture of Buddha could be had.
Myself: "Very likely."
Master: "Please get one for me."
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Myself: "Very well. I'll bring one when I come again.
But alas, I never returned to Dakshineswar.
That evening I went to Ram Babu's house and met Narendra. In one
of the rooms the Master sat reclining against a pillow. Narendra sat at
his right, and I in front.
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He asked Narendra to talk with me. But Narendra said: "I have a bad
headache today. I don't feel like talking."
I replied, "Then let us put it off until another day."
And that came to pass in May or June of 1897, at Almora. The will of the
Master had to be fulfilled, and it was fulfilled after twelve years. Ah, how
happily I spent those few days with Swami Vivekananda at Almora!
Sometimes at his house, sometimes at mine, and one day on the top of a hill
with nobody accompanying us. I never met him after that. It was as if to
fulfill the Master's wish that we saw each other at Almora.
I saw the Master not more than four or five times, but in that short time
we became so intimate that I felt as if we had been classmates. How
much liberty I took while speaking with him! But no sooner had I left his
presence than it flashed on me: "Goodness gracious! Think where I have
been!" What I saw and received in those few days has sweetened my
whole life. That Elysian smile of his, laden with nectar, I have locked up
in the secret closet of my memory. That is the unending treasure of a
hapless person like myself. A thrill of joy passes through my heart when
I think how a grain of the bliss shed from that laughter has been
sweetening the lives of millions, even in distant America.
Swami Saradananda had planned to write a sixth part for Sri Sri
Ramakrishna Lilaprasanga (Sri Ramakrishna, The Great Master).
With that in mind, he kept two small notebooks in which he jotted down
information gathered from various people as they reminisced about the
Master, as well as ideas that came to him from time to time. It was in one
of these notebooks that he made a note of his plan for a sixth part of the
Lilaprasanga, called "Sri Ramakrishna in Cossipore."
Swami Saradananda'splan never materialized, but he did write three
further articles, based on his notes, which were incorporated in the fifth
part of the Lilaprasanga. The unused portions of Swami Saradananda's
notebooks have been published by Swami Nirlepananda (a grandson of
Yogin-ma) in a small book, Bhagavan Sri Sri Ramakrishnadeva, and
the following is translated from that work.
From Yogin-ma
When Holy Mother was living in Dakshineswar, Sri Ramakrishna
would often ask her opinion on various matters. Mother would always
reply: "Please excuse me. I would rather not answer right now. I shall
give you my opinion later."
"Why not now? With whom are you going to consult?" the Master
would insist.
But the Mother's reply would invariably be: "Oh no. Let me think a
little and then I shall talk with you about it."
Returning to the nahabat, the Mother would pray fervently to the
Divine Mother: "Please tell me, Mother, what to say."
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As a result of her prayers, Holy Mother would get an answer to the Master's
question, which she would then tell him.
When Sri Ramakrishna was gravely ill at the Cossipore garden house,
Holy Mother was stricken with grief. One day she had a vision: A black
girl with long hair appeared and sat near her. Realizing that it was
Mother Kali, she exclaimed: "Oh, you have come!"
"Yes, I have come from Dakshineswar."
After further conversation, Holy Mother observed that the girl's neck was
bent to one side. She asked: "What has happened to your neck?" Mother
Kali: "Well, I have a sore throat."
Holy Mother: "My goodness! The Master has a sore throat and you also have
it?"
Mother Kali: "That is true."
Thus, Holy Mother was made to understand that the Divine Mother and Sri
Ramakrishna were one and the same.
On another day in Cossipore Holy Mother carried the Master's food to his
room, which was on the upper floor. The Master asked her, "Do you
know how to play asta-kaste?" [This is a game similar to English or
"ludo American "parcheesi."]
Holy Mother: "No."
Master: "If one can pair two checkers, the opponent cannot take them.
Likewise, one should unite oneself with the Chosen Deity and thus be rid
of fear. Otherwise, a ripe checker [that is, one which is near the goal], if
it is still single can be turned back. If a person can move in this world
with his Chosen Deity like a pair of checkers, he will be saved."
As Holy Mother listened she continued with a small household task in which
she had been engaged. Suddenly the Master said jokingly, "Are you listening
to me or not?" Holy Mother was embarrassed.
on a blanket on the northern verandah. The kirtan that day was dull. The
singer made so many gestures with his hands that he appeared to be
quarrelling with someone. The Master at no time was ecstatic. He spent his
time chatting with others.
When the kirtan was over, the Master said: "Ram, you people did not dance
during the kirtan. Why not?"
"Do monkeys dance of their own accord?" Ram Babu replied. "Sir, you did
not dance, so how could we?"
Then the Master asked Yogin-ma and the women devotees to visit Mother
Kali. When they returned to the Master's room they found him clad in a
green shirt, dancing with the devotees and singing this song:
Is Kali, my Mother, really black?
The Naked One, of blackest hue,
Lights the Lotus of the Heart . . .
Yogin-ma and the others entered the room and stood to one side. By nine o'
clock that evening the Master still had not come down from ecstasy.
Yogin-ma was anxious to return home because Bhavini's mother
would make a fuss if they were too late. They were about to leave
accompanied by Haripada when all were astonished to hear the Master
suddenly shout in ecstasy. He then came down to the normal plane and
asked, "Who is leaving without taking any prasad?"
Haripada replied, "We are leaving, sir."
The Master gave prasad to Haripada, Yogin-ma, and the other women
devotees. After that they left, arriving home at midnight.
she left for Dakshineswar on foot, and on arrival she discovered that
Gopal's mother [Aghoremani Devi] was also there.
The Master was standing on the northern verandah, leaning against
the wall and as soon as she saw him, Yogin-ma forgot all her worries.
She had plucked some flowers from the garden and tied them in the
corner of her cloth. "What are you carrying?" the Master asked.
Yogin-ma showed him the flowers and offered them at his feet. In
ecstasy the Master touched one foot to her head. Gopal's mother told her
to hold the Master's foot to her chest, which she did.
After the passing away of the Master, Yogin-ma was practising japam
one day when she heard a voice say, "The imprint of the lotus feet of
Gadadhar [an epithet of Vishnu as well as the boyhood name of Sri
Ramakrishna] is on your chest."
Sri Ramakrishna could not touch food that had not been offered to the Divine Mother, and
since a portion had been set aside for someone, the food could not be offered, even
mentally, to her.
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stairs. After a while he sent for them, saying: "These are my children. Ask
them to come here." The room was full of his men devotees to whom he had
been telling the story of a salt doll that went to measure the depth of the
ocean.
The Master blessed Yogin-ma and Golap-ma, touching their heads, and then
asked them to go downstairs again. Rakhal Maharaj was seated on the
Master's right and said to him, "Yogin-ma wants to salute you by touching
your feet." The Master then extended his feet, and she touched them with her
head and left the room.
One night in the Cossipore garden house the Master had a terrible
hemorrhage. The next morning Yogin-ma went to see the Master and say
good-bye before leaving for Vrindaban. The Master asked her to take a
picture of Mother Yashoda from the wall. He worshipped it with flowers and
then pointed to his own feet. For a moment Yogin-ma did not
understand. Then she realized what it was that the Master was indicating, and
she worshipped his feet with flowers.
In the past, whenever Yogin-ma would say as she took leave of the
Master, "Permit me to go," he would say, "Come back again." But this time
he said nothing in reply, because he knew that she would not see him again.
From Golap-ma
On 11 March 1885 the Master had supper at Girish's house and stayed that
night at the home of Balaram. Golap-ma did not eat anything at Girish's
house, for which the Master scolded her. Later she asked Girish for a luchi
[fried bread] and she ate that.
going to eat all those things." He did not touch any of the food, and
consequently it was all sent to the temple kitchens.
Holy Mother was hurt and she wept.
The Master then consoled her: "You know it is too great a burden for
you. I spoke like that because I was concerned for your health. I have
decided that henceforth I won't ask you to cook a particular dish for me.
'Eat what chance brings you' I shall follow that method. If you have a
desire to cook for me, please do, but don't ask me what I would like. »
frankly about the incident. All right, would you like to see the Master?
Perhaps seeing you the Master will be happy and ask for some food from
you. You know how the Master loves the devotees!"
I was not inclined to go, but Swamiji forced me. He scolded the
gatekeeper and pushed me to the steps. Climbing the steps I reached the
door of the Master's room. I saluted him from there and was about to
leave when the Master beckoned me to come near him. I said, "Sir, your
gatekeeper will scold me." He showed his thumb [a gesture of disdain]
and asked me to come in. Then he showed me his throat. I said, "Sir,
today you look so thin. Perhaps you have not eaten anything. Shall I
bring you some food?" Farina pudding was ready in his room. He asked
me to warm it up. After finishing his food, he said: "Is any amlaki [a
fruit] available? Can you bring some?" Then he asked me to go with
Gopal-dada to bring some amlaki from Sil's garden. While eating, the
Master had asked Gopal-dada to tell me the story about the initiation of
Suresh Mittra's wife. I was dumbfounded.
Gopal-dada said to me: "You see, Suresh Babu's wife wanted to take
initiation from a particular guru, but Suresh Babu would not consent.
As a result there was misunderstanding between them, and gradually
the Master learned of it. The Master said to Suresh Babu, 'Suresh, what
would you do if your wife wanted to be wicked?' Suresh, 'Well, how
could I stop her?' Master: 'Why then are you opposing her wish to take
initiation? After all she is trying to do something good.'"
I learned my lesson.
that day. It was Saturday. The Master took me to the southern verandah
and put his finger on my chest and tongue.
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Master: "Whom do you like as your Chosen Deity?
I did not respond.
Master: "Oh, you don't like to mention it. All right — [pointing to Kali]
you like this deity — isn't that true?"
I nodded my head and the Master gave me the mantram. Later I said
to the Master, "Sir, you have initiated me, but if my family guru is upset,
will it not be harmful to me?"
Master: "Why? Take a mantram from him also. Or if you don't want
to take a mantram from him, then give him his usual fee."
The Master fed me well, and I returned home after spending the
whole day at Dakshineswar.
It was the Phalaharini Kali Puja day of 1884. Either Hari or Narayan was
with me. When we reached Dakshineswar, the Master asked me to spend
the night there. I was in a fix because on the one hand there was the
Master's invitation, and on the other I had never stayed out overnight. I
said to the Master: "Sir, I can stay but where shall I eat?" Master: "You
will not have to think about that. I shall feed you." So I stayed and sent a
message home through either Hari or Narayan. At midnight the Master
took me to the Kali temple and then fed me at one o'clock in the
morning.
We returned to his room and he asked me, "What do you want?" It came to
my mind to ask for money, but I kept quiet. The Master said: "All right, all
right. I understand what you want."
The next morning I returned home on foot.
Caressing my back, the Master replied: "Do we have names? 'Hey,' '
Hello' in this way one can call me and I will know who is being
called."
"What is this?" I thought to myself. "Is he reading my mind?" I knew a
little about thought-reading and had practised it for some time.
The Master continued: "Before today I was a little frightened of you.
The other day I was passing by your house. Knowing that Girish was
not at home, Narayan, who was with me, pointed out to me that you
were seated on the verandah and asked whether he should speak to you
as to the whereabouts of Girish. I forbade him and we went on to
2Parama great, hamsa swan. Paranuilzamsa signifies an illumined soul who lives in the
world without being contaminated by worldliness, as a swan lives on water without being
wetted by it'. Raja=king, Izamsa swan. Rajalzamsa means a majestic or regal-looking swan.
Actually there is a species of swan called rajahamsa.
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Balaram's. Seeing your long beard I was frightened of you, but now it is
all gone."
"Sir," I replied, "how do I know the cause of your fear and why it has
gone away today? I am the same man with the same beard."
About that time, M., Paltu, and the younger Naren entered. The
Master said to M.: "Welcome, O three-and-a-half degree holder. Come
in." They saluted the Master, smiling at him, and took their seats.
The conversation got underway with a discussion as to whether God is
formless or with form. Then came the question of knowledge and
devotion which was the higher way.
The Master: "Both are ways, and one cann attain God through both of
them. The path of knowledge and the path of devotion both lead to the
same goal, and after arriving there one understands that pure knowledge
and pure devotion are one and the same." The conversation continued in
this way for a while and then all left.
As time passed I learned that many of the devotees always took
something to the Master when they visited him. I rarely presented
anything to him. One day, sitting near the Master at Cossipore, I was
thinking to myself that it would give me so much pleasure if he would ask
me to bring him something.
Just then the Master said: "My stock of barley has run out. Rakhal, would
you check the can?" Rakhal opened the can and found it empty.
Then the Master asked me: "Could you buy a can of barley for me and
bring it tomorrow?" I hesitated, since it would not be possible for me to
bring it the next day. Immediately he said: "Please buy the barley
tomorrow morning and send it to Balaram. Inform him that I have no
barley and that it must reach me without delay. He will make the
necessary arrangements."
Since the death of Sri Ramakrishna on August 16, 1886, two major
biographies of the Master by Westerners have been published. The first is
Ramakrishna: His Life and Sayings, by the famous Oxford orientalist Max
Milner. Written in English, this book was brought out in 1898. The second
is The Life of Ramakrishna, by the celebrated French author Romain
Rolland. This work was published in 1929 in French. The English trans
lation came out a year or so later. After a long lapse of time, in 1965, a
new major biography of Sri Ramakrishna by a Westerner came out.
Authored by Christopher Isherwood, it is entitled Ramakrishna and His
Disciples.
Ramakrishna and His Disciples is well illustrated. The book contains a
frontispiece and a sixteen-page portfolio containing thirty-two pictures.
Since I was in India in 1963-64, Mr. Isherwood asked me to assist in
assembling this picture collection and in writing descriptive notes con
cerning each of the illustrations. This proved to be a challenging assign
ment.
One aspect interested me deeply namely, a study of the photographic
portraits of Sri Ramakrishna. I discovered that knowledge concerning the
photographs of the Master was fragmentary and scattered. There did not
seem to exist in any one place definitive information about the
circumstances of the Master's pictures, or even very much about his physical
appearance. It seemed most important to have on hand any and
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all information about the likenesses of the Master — not only for publi
cation in the new biography, but so that general knowledge on the
subject should be as complete as possible.
Hence I did considerable research on the matter of Ramakrishna's
portraits, consulting available references and interviewing seniors of the
Ramakrishna Order. I was able to gather facts concerning the pictures of
Sri Ramakrishna which, so far as I know, have never before been
brought together in one place. I also discovered that there is a great deal
about Ramakrishna's appearance and pictures which is not known with
any degree of certainty.
It was desirable that the picture section in Ramakrishna and His Dis
ciples should include all the photos that had been taken of Sri Rama
krishna. But to determine exactly what pictures had been taken of the
Master was not easy. There are in existence today a great number of
likenesses, similar, but varying from one to another in certain particu
lars. I found out, after study, that three pictures were taken of Sri
Ramakrishna during his lifetime. There is Picture 1, which shows Sri
Ramakrishna standing at Keshab Sen's house. Picture 2 is the studio
portrait of Ramakrishna, in which he is shown standing with his hand on
a column. Picture 3 is the famous "worshipped" pose, in which
Ramakrishna is seated in samadhi at Dakshineswar. Authentic copies of
the originals of these photos are not available. The many published
variations — including a famous painted portrait by the Czech artist
Frank Dvorak — were made by retouching or reworking the originals or
using originals as guides for new imaginary portraits.
In due course I learned that, in addition, two photos were taken of Sri
Ramakrishna's body on the afternoon of his death. These would be
counted Pictures 4 and 5. The two are similar; it is not known in which
order the exposures were taken and consequently which should be
numbered 4 and which 5.
Finally, Swami Nirvanananda, a vice-president of the Ramakrishna
Order, reported that he heard from Swami Akhandananda, a direct
disciple of Sri Ramakrishna, that Ram Chandra Datta had a photograph
taken of the Master. On seeing the print the Master remarked: "Who is
this? Am I such an angry man?" Ram Chandra gave no reply. He
understood that the photo did not meet the approval of the Master. So
Ram Chandra took the print, along with the negative, and threw them in
the Ganga. Devotees of today must applaud Ram Chandra's obedience
to his guru's attitude, while at the same time regretting they will for all
time be denied knowing what the photograph looked like.
This would mean that altogether, as far as is known, Ramakrishna was
photographed six times, five of the photos being extant.
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Maharaj scrutinized the model minutely. Then he pointed out to the sculptor,
'You see, you have the Master bending forward a bit.'
"'Yes,' replied the sculptor. 'You see, sir, if anyone sits in that posture, with
his hands clasped in front of the legs, he is bound to have to bend forward a
little.'
"Maharaj replied: 'We never saw the Master sitting like that. What you say is
applicable to ordinary individuals but was not true in the case of the Master.
He had very long arms. His hands reached to his knees.'
"Further, Maharaj pointed out to the sculptor something about the
Master's ears. 'You see, generally the ears of people begin above the
eyebrows and you have modelled the ears of the Master in the same way.
But the Master's ears began from below the line of his eyes.'
"The people present were extremely interested to hear these detailed
facts about Ramakrishna's appearance. The sculptor agreed to correct
the model according to Maharaj's instructions. He said, 'Please come
after a week and I will have completed the model by that time.'
"After one week Maharaj and his party went to the studio again.
Looking at the corrected model, Maharaj expressed deep satisfaction
with the remark, 'Now it is quite exact.'
"The model was so vivid that everybody who accompanied Maharaj on
that day felt the living presence of the Master in that model. In due course
the marble statue was finished and delivered to the devotee, and it
represented the Master's appearance faithfully; except that black spots
appeared in the marble, changing the expression and making it seem
advisable to cover the stone figure with paint. After the death of the
devotee the statue found its way to the shrine of the Advaita Ashrama at
Varanasi, where it is today, and has been for many years worshipped
daily."
We learn from this account that Ramakrishna's arms were unusually long
and that his ears were set unusually low on his head. Both of these
attributes can be seen clearly in Picture 3. In Picture 1, if one looks
carefully, one can see that the extended arm indeed looks very long. In
Picture 2, the fact that the Master's ears are low is noticeable.
Chakrabarty quotes the Holy Mother as having said in the Mayer Katha (
Second series of Conversations) that the men and women of the present
day are very clever indeed. Incarnations of God have appeared on earth
again and again, but only the people of the present age have been
intelligent enough to invent a device for recording and preserving their
likenesses — the camera.
Photography came into general use in the latter half of the nineteenth century.
Ramakrishna lived from 1836 to 1886. He was the first avatar [Divine
Incarnation] in history to be photographed. In the case of all
The Photographs of Sri Ramakrishna 461
See p. 2.
462 RAMAKRISHNA AS WE SAW HIM
sun screen are to be seen behind the men. There are sheets of cloth and a
bolster on the floor, and a small rug at Ramakrishna's feet.
According to the Appendix of the Kathamrita (5/1/3, p. 11), the facts of
Picture 1 are as follows: The photograph was taken on Sunday,
September 21, 1879, at Keshab Chandra Sen's house, the Lily Cottage,
located on Upper Circular Road, Calcutta, on the occasion of a Brahmo
festival. Ramakrishna was in samadhi. His nephew, Hriday, is shown
supporting him. The well-known singer and Brahmo devotee, Trailokya
Nath Sanyal, was present.
Ramakrishna and Keshab became friends in March 1875. Keshab was an
important figure in India at that time. He was a noted preacher and a
leader in a reformed type of Hinduism known as the Brahmo move
ment. He had been to England where he had met Queen Victoria. But
within the next few years after meeting Ramakrishna until his death in
1884, Keshab became a devoted follower of Ramakrishna, slowly
changing his own ideas of religion and accepting those of the Master.
By September 1879 Keshab had known Ramakrishna for more than four
years. He had become devoted to him. Having himself been photo
graphed, Keshab, it can be assumed, felt a photo should be taken of
Ramakrishna. Perhaps he simply wanted a photo made because he wished
to possess a likeness for his own use. I was not able to discover anything
as to how Keshab arranged for a photographer to be present at his house
on September 21 or who the photographer was. An old print of his photo
in the possession of the Vedanta Society of Southern California carries
the following notation stamped on the back: "The Bengal Photographers.
Est. 1862. 19/8, Bow Bazar Street, Calcutta." This suggests, but does not
prove, that Keshab called in a photographer from this firm. I visited the
Bow Bazar address in 1963. There is no trace of the Bengal
Photographers; and inquiries made in Calcutta failed to reveal the fate of
this organization or of any plates that may once have been in its
possession.
What happened to the original negative is not known. Nor is it known
how many prints were made or where they went. Only two prints can be
accounted for. One print of Picture 1 was certainly obtained by Keshab
and placed in his home. (It must have been this pose, for Picture 2 was
not taken until later in the afternoon of December 10, 1881, after the
conversation occurred which is reproduced below.) The following
appears in the Gospel (Appendix, Saturday, December 10, 1881):
On the wall of Keshab's room hung a picture of Sri Ramakrishna absorbed in
samadhi.
Rajendra (to Keshab): "Many people say that he [pointing to the picture] is
an incarnation of Chaitanya."
The Photographs of Sri Ramakrishna 463
Keshab (looking at the picture): "One doesn't see such samadhi. Only men
like Christ, Muhammad, and Chaitanya experienced it."
The disposition of a second print of Picture 1 can be accounted for as
follows: In the official Life of Swami Vivekananda published by the
Advaita Ashrama, (vol. II, p. 84 of the three-volume edition) the
statement is made that "Keshab Chandra Sen, in searching throughout
India for mahapurushas [great souls], heard of this yogi (Pavhari Baba) as
possessed of most exalted wisdom, and visited him." Chakrabarty says
that Keshab presented a copy of Picture 1 to Pavhari Baba, citing as his
authority a statement to this effect made by Swami Vishuddhananda, the
seventh president of the Ramakrishna Math and Mission. It is known that
Pavhari Baba who lived in a cave at Ghazipur near Varanasi
possessed a picture of Ramakrishna on the basis of the following passage
from the Gospel (October 27, 1882):
Another Brahmo devotee said to the Master: "Sir, these gentlemen
visited Pavhari Baba. He lives in Ghazipur. He is a holy man like
yourself." The Master could hardly talk. He only smiled. The devotee
continued, "Sir, Pavhari Baba keeps your photograph in his room."
Pointing to his body the Master said with a smile, "Just a pillowcase."
Chakrabarty gives the following account of what occurred at Keshab's
September 21st festival, the source of his information being Swami
Raghavananda, a disciple of Swami Brahmananda, who died in 1957.
The devotional music threw Sri Ramakrishna into ecstasy. He uttered
the word "Om" and stood up, raising his right hand. His outer senses left
him and he went into samadhi. Fearing that the unconscious body would
fall to the ground, Ramakrishna's nephew and attendant, Hriday,
supported Sri Ramakrishna. Ramakrishna had probably been wearing
his chadar either over his shoulders, or hanging folded from his left
shoulder, as is the custom. But when Ramakrishna rose, the chadar fell
to the ground. Hriday picked it up and tied it around Ramakrishna's
waist for safekeeping. At this point Keshab had the picture taken.
Trailokya Sanyal was identified by Chakrabarty as the man sitting on the
floor immediately to Ramakrishna's right. So far as I know, the others in
the picture have not been identified.
Is there a meaning in the particular position of Ramakrishna's hands and the
gesture of his fingers that is, is he making a mudra? Swami
Nirvanananda reports that Swami Premananda, a direct disciple of Sri
Ramakrishna, speculated that the meaning is this: "Everything is there (up,
right hand) not here in this world (left hand)."
The following comments can be made about the room in which the picture
was taken. The floor appears to have been carpeted, and the carpet covered
with sheets. This is a normal way to furnish a living room
464 RAMAKRISHNA AS WE SAW HIM
in India. Guests leave their shoes outside. Coming into the room, they sit
on the sheet-covered floor, possibly reclining against bolsters. Nothing
can be said about the window except that it appears to be large. The
screen was apparently a movable sunscreen capable of being placed in
openings to keep out the sun, while letting in the air. Apparently the
picture was taken by strong natural light coming from the right.
There are two possibilities as to the exact spot where the picture was
taken. It may have been taken in the drawing room on the second floor
of the large two-storied Lily Cottage. It may have been taken in the
ground-floor garden house, containing one large room and a verandah, in
Keshab's yard. Swami Nirvanananda, Mr. Chakrabarty, and a knowl
edgeable native resident of Calcutta, Dr. B. P. Roy, think it logical that a
festival should have been held in the garden room if, as there was at
Keshab's house, such a room was available. With its cemented floor and
separation from the domestic quarter, such a room makes a practical
place for a group of men to meet, sing, and dance.
The Lily Cottage property has now been incorporated into the grounds
of a school known as the Victoria Institution. A two-storied section of
the original house, containing a bedroom in which Keshab died, has
been preserved, the balance of the house has been torn down. The
garden room in its entirety remains to this day, to the east of the main
house, behind a monument marking the place of Keshab's cremation.
The large windows of the garden room allow much natural light to enter
the room.
A picture, taken in 1963, of the south facade of Keshab's garden room
and the verandah on which it opens, has also been printed in the present
issue [Vedanta and the West, March-April, 1965].
This picture shows the following: Ramakrishna is standing with his right
hand resting on a column. The column appears to be a "stage property"
of a photographic studio. The fingers of the right hand appear to be
somewhat rigid. The left hand, as in Picture 1, is against the breast. The
position of the hands in Picture 2 is basically the same as in Picture
1 except that the right arm is not raised. Ramakrishna is dressed in a
dhoti, a long-sleeved punjabi, and a dark coat. He is wearing "scuffs" —
slippers with toes but no heels. There is a backdrop behind the figure and
a small piece of carpeting lies on the floor. Ramakrishna's eyes are half
closed. He is smiling.
2 S(’e p. 12.
The Photographs of Sri Ramakrishna 465
The following is known from the Gospel (Appendix, December 10, 1881):
About 3:00 P.M. on Saturday, December 10, 1881, Ramakrishna arrived
at the house of Manomohan Mittra in Calcutta. He rested there awhile
and had some refreshments. Surendra Nath Mittra took the Master in a
carriage to the studio of the Bengal Photographers in the Radhabazar
section of Calcutta. The art of photography was explained to
Ramakrishna, and he was shown how glass covered with silver nitrate
takes an image. As the Master was being photographed he went into
samadhi.
Ramakrishna referred to the experience in the following words (Gospel,
Appendix, Saturday, December 10, 1881):
Master (with a smile): "Today I enjoyed very much the machine by which
a man's picture is taken. One thing I noticed was that the impression
doesn't stay on a bare piece of glass, but it remains when the glass is
stained with a black solution. In the same way, mere hearing of spiritual
talk doesn't leave any impression. People forget it soon afterwards. But
they can retain spiritual instruction if they are stained inside with
earnestness and devotion."
Ramakrishna also later spoke of his having been photographed in these
words (Gospel, Sunday, February 24, 1884):
"I was taken to Radhabazar to be photographed. It had been arranged
that I should go to Rajendra Mittra's house that day. I heard that Keshab
would be there. I planned to tell him certain things, but I forgot it when I
went to Radhabazar."
Ramakrishna referred to his knowledge of photography (Gospel, De
cember 14, 1882):
"A man with 'green' bhakti cannot assimilate spiritual talk and
instructions, but one with 'ripe' bhakti can. The image that falls on a
photographic plate covered with black film is retained. On the other
hand, thousands of images may be reflected on a bare piece of glass, but
not one of them is retained. As the object moves away, the glass becomes
the same as it was before. One cannot assimilate spiritual instruction
unless one has already developed love of God."
It is speculated that what happened at the studio of the Bengal
Photographers was the result of some advance planning on the part of
Surendra. Ramakrishna had a lively interest in the things of the day. It is
known that he went to a balloon ascension in the Calcutta Maidan, to a
circus, to the zoo, to the theatre on several occasions, to the British fort at
Calcutta, Fort William, and to a museum maintained by the Asiatic
Society at its premises at 1, Park Street. It does not seem out of character
that Ramakrishna should like to go to a photographic studio and learn
about the workings of a camera. The Gospel account says he inquired into
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the processes. It can be speculated that Surendra had alerted the pho
tographer in advance. And when the spiritual implications of the pho
tographic process elevated Ramakrishna's mind so that he was not
physically conscious, the photographer seized the opportunity to take his
picture.
From poor prints it may look as though Ramakrishna is wearing high shoes.
More detailed prints show that this is not true. The legs below the dhoti are in
shadow, hence look dark. The scuffs are clearly discernible.
I was not able to discover any facts concerning the negative or the
disposition of any of the original prints.
Shortly after the Studio Portrait was taken, Ramakrishna's figure was
copied from it and (with the position of the arms reversed) inserted in an
oil painting illustrative of the harmony of religions. This painting, on the
basis of the following circumstantial evidence, was almost certainly
made between December 10, 1881, and October 27, 1882. The studio
pose, which is used in the painting, was taken on the first day and there
is a reference in the Gospel to the completed painting on the second date.
According to the Bengali Life of Manomohan Mittra, by Gauri Mohan
Mittra, Ram Chandra Datta and Manomohan Mittra conceived an idea for
a picture symbolizing the harmony of religions. Surendra arranged to
have the picture painted. The painting shows a Christian church, a
mosque, and a Shiva temple. In front of these places of worship are
ranged a Shakta, a Vaishnava, a Shaiva, a Christian, a Muslim, and a
Buddhist. Christ is dancing with Sri Chaitanya, their hands nearly
touching, while three or four devotees look on. In the left corner stands
Ramakrishna in a modification of the studio pose drawing Keshab's
attention to the scene. This paintings also is reproduced in the present
issue.
Ramakrishna saw the original painting at least once. The following is from
the Gospel, October 27, 1882:
"The carriage arrived at the house of Suresh Mittra, who was a great
devotee of the Master and whom he addressed affectionately as Suren-
dra. He was not at home. The members of the household opened a room
on the ground floor for the Master and his party............... Ramakrishna and
the devotees were invited to the drawing room upstairs. The floor of the
room was covered with a carpet and a white sheet. A few cushions were
lying about. On the wall hung an oil painting especially painted for
Surendra, in which Ramakrishna was pointing out to Keshab the har
mony of Christianity, Islam, Buddhism, Hinduism, and other religions.
3 See p. 486.
The Photographs of Sri Ramakrishna 467
On seeing the picture Keshab had once said, 'Blessed is the man who
conceived the idea.'"
Keshab's quotation is actually from a letter in Bengali which Keshab
addressed to Surendra after seeing the painting. The letter is quoted in the
Life of Manomohan Mittra.
It is known that a reproduction of the original painting existed, which the
Master saw at least once, in the house of Nanda Bose. The following
appears in the Gospel (Tuesday, July 28, 1885):
"Nanda Bose and his brother, Pashupati, saluted Ramakrishna. The
devotees of the Master also arrived. Girish's brother, Atul, came, and
Prasanna's father, who was a frequent visitor at Nanda's house, was
there.
"A picture of Keshab's Navavidhan hung on the wall. Suresh Mittra, a
beloved householder disciple of the Master, had had it painted. In this
picture Sri Ramakrishna was pointing out to Keshab that people of different
religions proceed to the same goal by different paths.
"Master: 'That was painted for Surendra.'
"Prasanna's father (smiling): 'You too are in that picture.'
"Master (smiling): 'Yes, it contains everything. That is the ideal of modern
times."'
I was not able to discover who painted the original. There is a blurred
signature visible in a negative of the photograph of this picture in the
possession of the Advaita Ashrama. The signature appears to be "Vily." I
could not find out where the original is or how many copies were made and
where they may be.
to be indrawn. The lips are parted, with the centre teeth of the upper jaw
showing. In some prints the left arm looks a little flat and twisted.
Picture 3 was taken on the verandah of the Radhakanta temple at
Dakshineswar. Ramakrishna was seated on the western side of the
Radhakanta temple, facing across the courtyard towards the northern group
of Shiva temples. The most authentic account of the circumstances of this
photo comes from Swami Nirvanananda, who published the following
small report in Bengali in the Udbodhan [vol. 64, no. 12] in 1963:
At Belur one day, Swami Akhandananda asked us in the course of
conversation: "Well, do you know anything about the photo of Sri
Ramakrishna that is worshipped these days?" On being told by us that we
knew nothing that is really important, he related the following:
Bhavanath Chatterjee, the Master's devotee from Baranagore, wanted to
take a photograph of the Master. One day he requested him very strongly to
give his consent, and on the afternoon of the next day brought a
photographer along with him from Baranagore. He could not make the
Master agree. The Master just went away near the Radhakanta temple.
In the meantime Narendra arrived on the scene and heard everything. He
said, "Wait a bit. I shall put everything straight." Saying this, he went to the
verandah to the north of the Radhakanta temple where Sri Rama-krishna
was sitting and started a religious conversation with him. The Master went
into samadhi. Swamiji went and called the others and ordered them to get
ready quickly to take the picture.
In the state of samadhi the Master's body was bent on one side and
therefore the cameraman went to make him sit erect by softly adjusting his
chin. But as soon as he touched his chin the whole body of the Master came
up like a piece of paper — so light it was!
Swamiji then told him: "Oh, what are you doing? Be quick. Get the camera
ready." The cameraman took the exposure as hurriedly as possible. The
Master was completely unaware of this incident.
After some days, when Bhavanath brought the printed copy of the photo,
the Master remarked: "This represents a high yogic state. This form will be
worshipped in every home as time goes on."
It is interesting to note that Holy Mother said that Ramakrishna had said
that he would have many devotees among white people.
I asked Swami Nirvanananda if it was normal for a person in samadhi to
be weightless. The swami replied that he had heard that people
experiencing samadhi of a certain type or depth generally do become
light.
Chakrabarty gives a somewhat different and much more detailed account of
the circumstances of Picture 3. This account is summarized in the
paragraphs which follow. In the opinion of Swami Nirvanananda
The Photographs of Sri Ramakrishna 469
and flowers kept there for worship and offer them to the photograph. He
worshipped the picture. This is the same picture. That brahmin never
returned, so the picture remained with me.
This picture which Ramakrishna worshipped is now at the Udbodhan
Office in Calcutta. It is on the shrine, worshipped daily. This fact is
authenticated by Swami Madhavananda, Swami Vireswarananda, and
Swami Nirvanananda. Chakrabarty reports that Swami Atmabodha-
nanda, who was the head of Udbodhan for many years until his death in
1959, told him the Udbodhan print was the one Ramakrishna wor
shipped at the nahabat.
According to Swami Vireswarananda, Gopaler-ma [Aghoremani Devi],
a direct woman disciple of Sri Ramakrishna, obtained one of the
original prints from Bhavanath. Further, Swami Vireswarananda states
that Gopaler-ma died in Sister Nivedita's house in Baghbazar, and the
picture was left with Holy Mother. When Mother's belongings were
brought to Belur Math after her death, this picture was brought with
them. This picture is now on the altar of Holy Mother's temple at Belur
Math, where it is worshipped daily. That this is one of the originals was
confirmed by Swami Madhavananda and Swami Nirvanananda.
A third original is upstairs in the so-called bedroom of Ramakrishna in
the main temple at Belur Math. This print was originally in the
Baranagore Math. When Belur Math was established Swami Viveka-
nanda installed the photo in the original Belur Math shrine. It remained
there for many years until removed to its present position in about 1938.
This account of the third original was given by Swami Vireswarananda
and Swami Nirvanananda. Swami Nirvanananda believes this was the
print which originally hung in Ramakrishna's room at Dakshineswar, as
it is known that when Ramakrishna was moved from Dakshineswar in
1885 his monastic disciples moved the Master's possessions with him,
and when he died they took charge of them.
A fourth original was given by Swamiji to Pramadadas Mittra of Varanasi
before he, Swamiji, went to America. Years later, perhaps about 1929,
when the other originals had become so dim that it was difficult to make
good negatives and prints from them, this print was discovered among the
pages of a volume of the Encyclopedia Britannica, where it had remained
for many years. It was unfaded. Hence it could be used for making new
negatives. Swami Sankarananda, the sixth president of the Ramakrishna
Math and Mission, saw the print in Varanasi, acquired it, and gave it to the
Advaita Ashrama. Perhaps a majority of the prints now in existence are
descended from this copy. I was not able to discover where this print is
now. This account of the fourth original was given by Swamis
Vireswarananda and Nirvanananda.
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s
Pictures 4 and 5: Sri Ramakrishna After Death
The pictures show the following: Ramakrishna's body is lying some
what on the left side on a decorated cot. The face looks very thin. The
eyes are half-closed and the arms lie against the body. The right leg is
above the left leg. Sandal paste has been placed on the forehead and
garlands hung around the neck.
The cot is covered with flowers and garlands. There are at the four
corners of the cot upright members for supporting a mosquito curtain.
The top and bottom uprights of the cot's left side are tied with garlands.
Part of the Cossipore garden house is shown behind. A pile of bedding (
possibly bedding used by Ramakrishna, set out to sun) can be seen on
the left. More than fifty people devotees and friends — are seen in
the picture, ranged behind the cot. About half of these people have been
identified.
Balaram Basu is seen holding a staff with a symbol on the top of it.
Chakrabarty identifies this as a symbol of the harmony of religions. In
the symbol the trident of the Shaivites, the Om of the Advaitists, the
kanthi (a hand holding a necklace of tulsi beads) of the Vaishnavas, the
half-moon of the Muslims, and the cross of the Christians are seen.
The two photos are similar except that some of the devotees have
changed their positions; and in one Narendra is wearing a chadar over
the upper part of his body, while in the other he is bare from the waist
up.
Readers of this article are likely to have seen a part of Picture 4 or 5.
The upper portion, showing the devotees only, has been printed very
often in books about Sri Ramakrishna. But in books sponsored by the
Ramakrishna Order it has been traditional to omit the lower portion of
the photo, in which Sri Ramakrishna's figure is shown the reason
being that devotees will find it too painful to see the emaciated
condition of the body. And to the devotee it is inconceivable to think of
Sri Ramakrishna as being dead.
The following is summarized from the Life of Sri Ramakrishna, pub
lished by the Advaita Ashrama: Ramakrishna died at the Cossipore
garden house on August 16, 1886. At 1:02 A.M. he entered into maha-
samadhi, a state of total absorption from which the mind does not
return. By morning the news had spread all over Calcutta and people
came in large numbers to have a last look at the Master's form. It was
hoped by some that the Master was not dead but only in an unusually
deep samadhi. At about noon Dr. Mahendralal Sarkar, who had been
5 See facing page.
Two group pictures taken after Sri Ramakrishna's death at
the Cossipore garden house, August 16, 1886
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1
attending Sri Ramakrishna, arrived. He examined the body and said that 1
life had departed only half an hour before. Dr. Sarkar's opinion was
accepted as final, and arrangements were made for the funeral.
A handwritten diary of Dr. Sarkar's is in the possession of Swami
Advayananda of the Advaita Ashrama. I copied the following excerpt from
the diary:
Monday, August 16, 1886.
to Paramahamsa whom I found, dead — he died last night at 1:00 A.
M. He was lying on the left side with legs drawn up, eyes open,
mouth partly open. His disciples, some at least, were under the
impression that he was in samadhi, not dead. I dispelled this impres
sion. I asked them to have his photograph taken and gave them Rs.
10/ - as my contribution.
The Life account continues: At about five o'clock the body was
brought downstairs and laid on a cot. It was dressed in an ochre cloth
and decorated with sandal paste and flowers. The photograph was
taken. An hour later the body was carried to the burning ghat at Cossi-
pore, to the accompaniment of devotional music. Spectators wept as
they saw the procession pass. The body was placed on the funeral pyre.
Trailokya Sanyal sang some suitable songs. Within a couple of hours
everything was finished.
The Cossipore burning ghat, on the bank of the Ganga almost directly across
from the Belur Math, is still in daily use. A monument marks the place of
Ramakrishna's cremation.
Referring to the Master, Holy Mother once told a devotee: "Really and truly
he was God himself. He assumed this human body to remove the sorrows and
sufferings of others. He moved about in disguise as a king walks through his
city. He disappeared the moment he became known."
Disappeared? No, he was captured and kept on earth for the good of
mankind. Captured and retained, that is, on film. To the devotee the
photos of Ramakrishna are relics left by the living God. Indeed, they are
more than that; as Holy Mother said, they are the tangible face and form
of the Divine.
[From: Vedanta and the West (Hollywood: Vedanta Press), no. 172, March-
April 1965]
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The Temple Garden of
Dakshineswar
(A Short Description)
For thirty years (1855-1885) Sri Ramakrishna enacted his divine drama
at the temple garden of Dakshineswar, so to the devotees of the Master every
spot of this ground is holy. The tiled courtyard which Sri Rama krishna
crossed so many times, the porch where Swami Vivekananda had his famous
first interview with the Master, the Kali temple where the Mother still stands
just as she did when Sri Ramakrishna saw her come to life, the Panchavati
where the Master practised his sadhana, the room where he lived and talked
about God - these are well known to the devotees. They bring back vivid
thoughts of their beloved Master, and they feel his presence.
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The Temple Garden of Dakshineswar 477
of the verandah is a big jar containing holy water from the Ganga. Close
to the threshold of the door leading into the sanctuary is a small brass
vessel containing the sanctified water [charanamrita]. The devotees
come, bow down to the deities, receive some drops of this sacred water
in their right hand, and drink it with great reverence. Sri Ramakrishna's
first appointment as a priest was in this temple.
4. Kali Temple
South of the Krishna temple is the Kali temple. The beautiful image of
the Divine Mother is made out of black stone and her name is "
Bhavatarini," or the Saviour of the World. The floor of this temple is
paved with white and black marble. A high altar, with steps to the south,
is also made out of stone . Above this is a thousand-petalled lotus made
out of silver, on which Lord Shiva is lying, with his head to the south and
feet to the north. The image of Shiva is made of white marble. On his
chest stands the beautiful three-eyed image of Mother Kali, wearing a
Varanasi silk sari and various ornaments.
The Mother's feet are adorned with several kinds of anklets called nupur,
gujari, pancham, panjeb, and chutki. The women of western India wear
panjebs. As Sri Ramakrishna had a wish that the Mother should wear
panjebs, Mathur, the son-in-law of Rani Rasmani, bought them for her.
The Mother's feet are also covered with scarlet hibiscus and fresh bel
leaves touched with perfumed sandal paste. Her arms are adorned with
various ornaments made of gold and set with jewels. On her lower arms
are bracelets known as "coconut flowers," paincha, bauti, and bala, and
on her upper arms are armlets called tarr, baju, and tabiz, the last one
having an attached pendant. Around her neck there is a gold cheke, a
pearl necklace of seven strings, a gold necklace of thirty-two strings, a
chain of stars, and a gold garland of human skulls. There is a gold crown
on her head, and her ears are adorned with kanbala, kanpash, phul-
jhumko [a type of earring that looks like flowers], chaudani, and golden
fish. Her aquiline nose is adorned with a beautiful gold ring with a pearl
drop attached.
The Divine Mother has three eyes, the third one representing divine vision.
And she has four arms. A sword is in her upper left hand and a human head is
in her lower left hand. With her upper right hand she indicates to her devotees
"do not fear," and with her lower right hand she offers boons. [Thus the
symbol of Kali reconciles both the terrible aspect and the benign aspect of
life. The Divine Mother is everything both good and evil. She also
represents energy, which can be both constructive or destructive.] Around
her waist there is a girdle of sculptured human arms as well as gold waist
chains called neem fruit and komarpata.
The Temple Garden of Dakshineswar 479
In the northeast corner of the shrine is a bed on which the Mother takes
her rest. A chamar [the white bushy tail of the chamari cow] hangs on the
wall. Sri Ramakrishna fanned the Divine Mother with that chamar many
times. On the step of the altar is a silver glass full of drinking water for
the Mother. To the west of the lotus altar is a lion made of eight metals,
and to the east, a trident and an image of an iguana. Southeast of the altar
stands an image of a she-fox, to the south an image of a bull made of
black stone, and to the northeast a swan. There is an emblem of Narayana
[Vishnu] on a small silver throne placed on the step of the front altar. On
one side of the altar there is an image of Ramlala [the child Ramachan-
dra], made of eight metals, which Sri Ramakrishna received from a monk,
plus a small image of Baneshwara Shiva and images of other deities. The
Divine Mother stands facing the south.
The sacred pitcher has been installed in front of the Divine Mother [at the
south of the altar]. This pitcher is filled with water and is decorated with
vermillion, flowers, and a garland. It is the symbol of the All-Auspicious
Mother. Near the north wall there is a copper vessel filled with holy water
of the Ganga, which the Mother uses to wash her face. Above the image of
the Mother is a beautiliii canopy, and behind her is a piece of Varanasi silk
embroidered with flowers of many colours. Around the four corners of the
holy image are twelve silver columns on the dais. The elegant canopy adds
greatly to the beauty of the image.
This is a medium-sized temple. The entrances to the shrine are protected
by strong, heavy doors, and a guard sits near one of them. At the
threshold there is a small brass vessel containing sanctified water, which
has been offered at the time of worship. The roof of the temple is
adorned with nine pinnacles four at the lower level, four at the
middle, and one at the top. Sri Ramakrishna worshipped in this temple.
11. Panchavati
A little north of the bakul tree is the Panchavati. This is a grove of five
trees — banyan, pipal, ashoka, amlaki, and bel which were planted
under Sri Ramakrishna's supervision. After returning from his pilgrim
age [in 1868] he spread the holy dust of Vrindaban around this place.
The Master practised various kinds of sadhana [disciplines] in the Pan-
chavati grove, sometimes going there alone at night. Later he often
accompanied the devotees as they walked around the holy spot. East of
the Panchavati is a thatched hut [now, a brick room], in which Sri
Ramakrishna practised meditation and austerities [Advaita sadhana
under Tota Puri].
Next to the Panchavati is an old banyan tree which has grown around a
pipal tree, both looking as if they were one tree. The banyan is an
ancient tree, and as a result there are many holes in it which are the
homes of birds and other animals. Around this tree is a circular brick
platform with steps on two sides north and south. The platform is
used by people who visit the temple garden and especially by those
who wish to sit in solitude and meditate on God with the holy Ganga
flowing before them. Sri Ramakrishna used to sit on the northwest
corner of the platform and practise various kinds of spiritual
disciplines. He would cry to the Divine Mother with a longing heart, as
the cow longs for her calf.
Recently a branch of the pipal tree fell on this holy platform, though the
branch had not been completely severed from the main tree. It seems
that no other great soul has yet been born to sit there. Is that why nature
is guarding this spot with the broken branch?
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at 12 noon during the food offering to the deities, at 4:00 P.M. when the
temples are opened after the noon rest, then during the vesper service, and
at last at 9:00 P.M. during the evening food offering. After this the priests
put the deities to bed. The sacred music reminds us day and night that
our Mother not only has created us but is constantly looking after us.
Abhedananda, Swami, [215-28], 238; Basu, Balaram, 310; boat saved by RK,
last birth of, 217; RK gives supercon 39; in death photo of RK, 472; RK and
scious experience to, 218; RK rebukes cheap carriage of, 312; RK's visits to,
fishing of, 203, 223 88, 236, 239, 330, 333; serves by
Acharya, Shiva, 52 saving, 88; tests RK's omniscience, 209;
Adbhutananda, Swami (Latu), [81-98], visits to RK, 351
221, 231; apologizes for scolding, 86; Basu, Dinanath, RK visits, 187, 330
RK finds sandal of, 305; Vivekananda Basu, Kalinath, 187
intercedes for, 201 Bengal Photographers, 226, 462, 465
Advaita, 211 bhakti, path of, 348
Advaitananda, Swami (Gopal-dada), Bharata, Jada, and deer, 79n
449, 451 Bhavanath, 153
Akhandananda, Swami, [229-42]; in Bidhu, 330
difference to money, 236; massages body: attachment to, 28; mind builds,
RK, 231, 242; on RK's photo, 468; or 174
thodox habits of, 231, 233; pranayama Bose, Nanda, RK visits, 467
forbade by RK, 231; visits Brahmabandhav, Upadhyay, 377, [411
Vivekananda, 232 12]
amlaki fruit, 27 Brahmananda, Swami (Rakhal), [73
Atman, identification with, 223, 224 80], 81, 83, 99; approves RK's statue,
Atmarama, urn of, 134 459-60; would be born with RK, 150;
avatar (see also Incarnation), 109, 169, depression of, 73-74; experiences light,
294; photo of, 460; RK was, 324; 73; lust removed, 76; parents of, 22;
seeing, 314 RK satisfies hunger of, 21; as RK's
spiritual son, 125-26; wrong action, 74
Bandyopadhyay, Kamakhya Nath, [425 Brahmapada, 368
26] Brahmo Samaj: breakup of, 173; com
Bandyopadhyay, Kedar Nath, [365-70]; pared to Hindus, 438; festival of, 161,
goes to RK instead of work, 369; visits 165, 320; RK's contribution to, 193,
RK with Vivekananda, 366-367 Banerjee, 405, 415
Digambar, 53 Buddha, 110
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