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It was not until the disciple had reached his thirty-third year that Babaji deemed the time to be ripe to openly reestablish the never-severed link. Then, after their brief meeting near Ranikhet, the selfless master banished his dearly-beloved disciple from the little mountain group, releasing him for an outward world mission. "My son, I shall come whenever you need me."
'Out of the air you came with your magic group, and into the thin air you vanished. "'I told you I would see you, but didn't say how long I would remain. Babaji laughed softly. 'You were full of excitement. I assure you that I was fairly extinguished in the ether by the gust of your restlessness. "I was instantly satisfied by this unflattering explanation.
"The KRIYA YOGA which I am giving to the world through you in this nineteenth century," Babaji told Lahiri Mahasaya, "is a revival of the same science which Krishna gave, millenniums ago, to Arjuna, and which was later known to Patanjali, and to Christ, St. John, St. Paul, and other disciples." Thus neutralizing decay and growth, by quieting the heart, the yogi learns life control."
"'Few mortals know that the kingdom of God includes the kingdom of mundane fulfillments, Babaji observed. 'The divine realm extends to the earthly, but the latter, being illusory, cannot include the essence of reality.
"'I am washing the feet of this renunciate, and then I shall clean his cooking utensils. Babaji smiled at me like a little child; I knew he was intimating that he wanted me to criticize no one, but to see the Lord as residing equally in all body-temples, whether of superior or inferior men.
"Why did you let me go to the KUMBHA MELA? How bitterly have I blamed myself for leaving you!" "I did not want to interfere with your happy anticipation of seeing the pilgrimage spot where first I met Babaji. I left you only for a little while; am I not with you again?" "But is it YOU, Master, the same Lion of God? Are you wearing a body like the one I buried beneath the cruel Puri sands?"
"The man immediately hurled himself over the cliff. Babaji instructed the shocked disciples to fetch the stranger's body. When they returned with the mangled form, the master placed his divine hand on the dead man. Lo! he opened his eyes and prostrated himself humbly before the omnipotent one. "'You are now ready for discipleship. Babaji beamed lovingly on his resurrected chela.
But his natural Indian characteristics, when circumstances prompted it, came uppermost, and his English training for the time being went to the wall. The new bungalow proved after all to be a white elephant. The water-supply was limited, and without plenty of water Babaji said he could not live there.
"Reentering the palace, fabulously glistening in the cold Himalayan sunlight, I sought the presence of my master. He was still enthroned, surrounded by many quiet disciples. "'Lahiri, you are hungry. Babaji added, 'Close your eyes. "When I reopened them, the enchanting palace and its picturesque gardens had disappeared.
So Babaji was left to finish off his bungalow in his own way, and I think that on the whole he was rather glad, because he could now do things more in accordance with his own ideas. The English type of bungalow is not really suited to Indian taste. A dark, windowless house with an earthen floor is where the ordinary Indian feels most at home.
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