Remembering Srila Prabhupada - Drops of nectar

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July 28

 

 

"--- Maharaja [a popular Bhagavatam reciter] is

'dandavat class.' My Guru Maharaja would say this.

Even when such man would speak nice words, he would

say, 'Oh, he is dandavat class.' My Guru Maharaja is

very humorous. He was a Calcutta boy; therefore he

liked me. All his other disciples came from East

Bengal. Perhaps I was the only one in Calcutta."

"You should always remember the gita Press example.

They had third-class printing and doubtful subject

matter, yet they were maintaining seventy-five big

printing machines. There is so much scope. If we give

first-class printing and first-class subject matter,

there is huge scope. Whatever the price,

Hindi-speaking people will pay; they are not poor.

Print huge stock, ten thousand at a time minimum. I

shall take charge of distribution. I want to see at

least all manuscripts printed. We shall do exactly

like the karmis, not for ourselves, but for Krsna.

Therefore, the mayavadis cannot understand us. When

they think of mother Yasoda crying, they say, 'Oh,

again crying.' We take this as ecstasy, great

transcendental pleasure. Caitanya Mahaprabhu was

simply crying. But they don't know how crying can be a

great pleasure. They say it is maya; therefore, they

are called mayavadis. Nirvisesa sunyavadi. They want

to make everything zero."

Prabhupada was speaking as he did two months ago, when

he became so hopeless that the entire G.B.C. was

called. I told him that his devotees loved him so much

that travelling to the West would give him new life.

"If I die, I want to die in Vrndavana."

I said, "You should not think of dying. If you see the

devotees in the West, tour the temples, eat the

prasadam grown on our farms, you would respond to this

devotion and gain appetite and taste." I pointed out

that the last time Prabhupada felt like this the

G.B.C. came, and he began eating a little. "You had to

reciprocate with their sincere love by wanting to live

for them. Imagine how much loving feeling there will

be for you if you go to all the temples. You will

never feel like dying."

Prabhupada countered, "Somebody told me that at

eighty-one, there would be some change." He had me

subtract 1896 from 1977 to confirm his age. "One thing

you can do in your daily routine: you can pray to

Krsna, 'If You want him to stay, please cure him; and

if not, please take him away. We are fully surrendered

to You. Now, it depends on Your desire to keep him

alive or let him leave this world.'" Prabhupada

recited the prayer of King Kulasekhara from the

Mukunda-mala-stotra: "My dear Krsna, please let me die

immediately, so that the swan of my mind can be

encircled by the stem of Your lotus feet now while I

am still strong. Otherwise, at the time of my final

breath, when my throat is choked up, how will it be

possible to think of You?"

I asked Srila Prabhupada how he could think of going

while there was still unfinished business. "You have

been keeping Radha-Rasabihari standing for so many

years, and the arrangements you promised Them are not

yet completed."

Prabhupada admitted this and said, "Another ambition

is that the populace is suffering from agnosticism.

The rascals are suffering, but they do not know why. I

want to drive away agnosticism from this world."

I assured Prabhupada that if he went to the West,

agnosticism would be driven out for sure. "The

devotees are working so hard, simply on your

instructions. If they have your physical presence,

there is no limit to how much they will do."

"When I am in Vrndavana, it is transcendental. That

much mercy Krsna has shown me. Wherever there is our

center, it is Vaikuntha: New York, Los Angeles, Paris,

or London." Srila Prabhupada was beginning to get very

enthusiastic about going abroad. "To remain in

Vrndavana is a sentiment. In New York, if I die, you

have to entomb me on the roof. That is the only place.

So long I die amongst you. You are all Vaikuntha men.

I had a dream that Vaikuntha men came to take me. They

were all white men with shaven heads. Your countrymen

cannot believe how you have changed.

 

- From the TKG's Diary by HH Tamal Krishna Goswami

Maharaj

 

 

 

 

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