Guest guest Posted November 6, 2002 Report Share Posted November 6, 2002 Hello All, Make what you like of this. ******************************************************************* The toilet for the ashram was the hill behind it. Women went to the left and men to the right. I often took my tin whistle with me to tootle random notes and trills. To go out on to the hill you passed a pathsala where the Brahmin boys were taught to chant the Vedas. In 20 years they would have them learnt by heart. I could hear them at it and now I imagine the pandit beating time on his knee. In the order of emanation of creation akash or space is the first to proceed from the Godhead, and it has for its sole, sensible, quality sound. The Vedas reflect that primal energy and thus channel it for the good of the world. Just outside the compound there was a group of low benders that the road metal makers and their families lived in while they made the long mounds of chippings. They spend all day with an iron ring around boulders to capture the flying shards of metal that they make with small lump hammers. On my way down from about 20 yards away I saw a woman come out of one of the benders and run up the hill and a man came out too and dashed after her. In a short distance he caught up to her and threw her down on the ground. This all happened very quickly. Horrified I watched as he picked up a rock and raised it above his head to smash down on her. From the plane of tranquillity I was on a rapid sequence of thoughts passed through my mind........If I call out in English he will not heed me, he will not understand and anyway it's just another busybody foreigner and it would anger him more and he would be less inclined to stop what I took to be immanent murder. No I will play on this whistle like Krishna and he will be pacified by the sound - it will enter his soul. That is what I did trilling like Muralidhara. The man showed no sign of having heard me but he threw the rock away and let her get up. She ran away crying and went back into the tent. Still shaken I went into the ashram but by darshan time I had forgotten all about it. Baba came out and was going round on the crowd. He looked straight at me and gave me a full beam smile. Ciao and Blessings, Michael _______________ STOP MORE SPAM with the new MSN 8 and get 2 months FREE* http://join.msn.com/?page=features/junkmail Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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