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I regret that you do not interest yourself in providing more money for the family. "The master glanced at me for a moment, then lo! he was gone. Awed and frightened, I heard a voice resounding from every part of the room: "'It is all nothing, don't you see? How could a nothing like me produce riches for you? "'Guruji, I cried, 'I implore pardon a million times!
Sri Yukteswar greeted me from a tiger skin on the floor of a balconied sitting room. His voice was cold, his manner unemotional. "Yes, dear Master, I am here to follow you." Kneeling, I touched his feet. "How can that be? You ignore my wishes." "No longer, Guruji! Your wish shall be my law!" "That is better! Now I can assume responsibility for your life."
"Guruji, how kind you are to me! I have been longing to leave Calcutta and be near you every day in Serampore. Professor Howells does not dream how much he owes to your silent help!" Sri Yukteswar gazed at me with mock severity. "Now you won't have to spend so many hours on trains; what a lot of free time for your studies!
All forms of life have equal right to the air of MAYA. The saint who uncovers the secret of creation will be in harmony with its countless bewildering expressions. All men may approach that understanding who curb the inner passion for destruction." "Guruji, should one offer himself a sacrifice rather than kill a wild beast?" "No; man's body is precious.
But for a specific purpose I want you to get one of silver and lead." Sri Yukteswar added careful directions. "Guruji, what 'specific purpose' do you mean?" "The stars are about to take an unfriendly interest in you, Mukunda. Fear not; you shall be protected. In about a month your liver will cause you much trouble.
After feasting for an hour, we started to leave the room. A tremendous noise, as though dishes were being piled up, caused us to turn around. Lo! there was no sign of the glittering plates or the remnants of the meal." "Guruji," I interrupted, "if Afzal could easily secure such things as gold dishes, why did he covet the property of others?"
I entrained happily an hour later for Calcutta. My travels ended, not in the lofty mountains, but in the Himalayan presence of my Master. "I am here, Guruji." My shamefacedness spoke more eloquently for me. "Let us go to the kitchen and find something to eat." Sri Yukteswar's manner was as natural as if hours and not days had separated us.
It will help you." "I can't afford one. Anyhow, dear guruji, if trouble comes, I fully believe you will protect me." "In a year you will bring three sapphires," Sri Yukteswar replied cryptically. "They will be of no use then." Variations on this conversation took place regularly. "I can't reform!" Sasi would say in comical despair.
"Guruji, I would like to hear some stories of your childhood." "I will tell you a few-each one with a moral!" Sri Yukteswar's eyes twinkled with his warning. "My mother once tried to frighten me with an appalling story of a ghost in a dark chamber. I went there immediately, and expressed my disappointment at having missed the ghost. Mother never told me another horror-tale.
One restless movement of my body, or my slight lapse into absent-mindedness, sufficed to put an abrupt period to Master's exposition. "You are not here." Master interrupted himself one afternoon with this disclosure. As usual, he was keeping track of my attention with a devastating immediacy. "Guruji!" My tone was a protest.
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