Prof. Kasturi account And Brindavan
The examinations were
approaching, Swami said that if He was with us at Brindavan, we do
not study. Finally He decided to leave for Puttaparthi, just to make
us study for exams.
The boys fell at His feet, pleaded with Him, but Swami insisted on
going. He said that He felt that He was the cause of the boys
neglecting their studies and that feeling gave Him much pain.
It was Monday. Swami was preparing to leave by 8.30 A.M. The boys
crowded round Him with sadness pain on their faces. Pleadings and
prayers had proved fruitless. Swami was down on the ground floor. He
got into the car, and the white vehicle glided away.
With heave hearts, boys walked slowly back into the Hostel. We tried
in vain to concentrate on what the books had to tell us, so full was
our hearts with the thought of our Lord. Barely 15 minutes had
passed, when some one shouted "Swami has come!" and started running
behind the car. I thought that the poor fellow was still dreaming
and that his fantasy probably had given shape to that car.
But many more boys followed and I came out to ascertain for myself.
What I saw, I could not believe. I saw the white car driving right
up to portico. I rubbed my eyes once or twice to make sure for
myself, and then I also ran. Swami walked up the stairs. Many of us
could not believe what was happening. Swami said, "You boys were
creating so much noise that I forgot to take the keys," ... Swami
forgetting to take the keys!
Our hearts were full,... no one spoke. The tears that rolled down
were probably more eloquent in expressing what was in our hearts.
Somebody had probably still some doubts that Swami may leave again
with the keys. So he asked very wisely. "Swami! shall we start
unloading the things back from the car?"... No I am leaving again
in the evening." Swami said, in pretended anger...
Then He broke into a beautiful smile, At this, a chorus of pleading
voices followed, "Swami! Swami! And Swami decided to stay on. He
told us latter, "You pulled me back here, just by your pure
yearning. Now you must study well, if you want me to stay here.
Trivial, insignificant instances these, do you say? And What have
they got to do with spirituality, do you ask? But what else is
spirituality than yearning for Him, pining for Him, suffering
anguish for Him?
What is spirituality but deserving to live in Him. This is made
possible only by the form full God, the God without whom one cannot
live. His benign smile, the loveliness of His Graceful Form His
tender affection that flow when He enquires about your welfare, and
above all, the nectarine sweetness of His childlike sport--these
help us to fuse our heart with the Lord's and thus raise ourselves
to the heights of Blessedness.
Boys have made an unsuccessful attempt to put these in words, for,
it is impossible to contain them in human language. They belong
totally to the realm of experience which the heart alone can
experience "Raso vai Saha" He is Sweetness itself. His sweetness is
infinitely enhanced when He comes, Humanness enveloping His Divinity.