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Your life shall surely be linked with his own: the master's blessing never fails." Lahiri Mahasaya left this world shortly after I had entered it. His picture, in an ornate frame, always graced our family altar in the various cities to which Father was transferred by his office.

Lahiri Mahasaya! Your father was motionless with stupefaction for a few moments. "'Abinash, not only do I give YOU leave, but I give MYSELF leave to start for Benares tomorrow. I must know this great Lahiri Mahasaya, who is able to materialize himself at will in order to intercede for you! I will take my wife and ask this master to initiate us in his spiritual path. Will you guide us to him?

Babaji, the GURU of Lahiri Mahasaya, was the PARAM-GURU of Sri Yukteswar. In a few more days he would have reached his sixty-eighth birthday. The last meditation, during which the master merges himself in the Cosmic AUM, is called the MAHA, or great, SAMADHI. At the time of his death, the disciples quarreled over the manner of conducting the funeral ceremonies.

As I was in the midst of my travel preparations, about ten o'clock in the morning, I was suddenly overwhelmed with joy to see the shining figure of my guru. "'Why hurry to Benares? Lahiri Mahasaya said, smiling. 'You shall find me there no longer. "As the import of his words dawned on me, I sobbed broken-heartedly, believing that I was seeing him only in a vision.

He was the guru of my parents and of my own guru Sri Yukteswarji. Will you therefore give me the privilege of hearing a few incidents in your sacred life?" I was addressing Srimati Kashi Moni, the life-companion of Lahiri Mahasaya. Finding myself in Benares for a short period, I was fulfilling a long-felt desire to visit the venerable lady.

"'Babu, I protested warmly, 'of course there are still great masters in this land! "In a mood of exalted fervor, I felt impelled to relate my miraculous experiences in the Himalayas. The little company was politely incredulous. "'Lahiri, one man said soothingly, 'your mind has been under a strain in those rarefied mountain airs. This is some daydream you have recounted.

"'I refer to the telegram that summoned you to these isolated parts. It was I who silently suggested to the mind of your superior officer that you be transferred to Ranikhet. When one feels his unity with mankind, all minds become transmitting stations through which he can work at will. He added gently, 'Lahiri, surely this cave seems familiar to you?

These two saintly sons of India's great yogi followed closely in his ideal footsteps. Both men were fair, tall, stalwart, and heavily bearded, with soft voices and an old-fashioned charm of manner. His wife was not the only woman disciple of Lahiri Mahasaya; there were hundreds of others, including my mother. A woman chela once asked the guru for his photograph.

"Even as Babaji had foretold at the KUMBHA MELA, the householder-incarnation of Lahiri Mahasaya was drawing to a close. During the summer of 1895 his stalwart body developed a small boil on the back. He protested against lancing; he was working out in his own flesh the evil karma of some of his disciples.

The Lahiri estate was destroyed in the winter of 1833, when the nearby Jalangi River changed its course and disappeared into the depths of the Ganges. One of the Shiva temples founded by the Lahiris went into the river along with the family home. A devotee rescued the stone image of Lord Shiva from the swirling waters and placed it in a new temple, now well-known as the Ghurni Shiva Site.