In Celebration of Celebrations
"Two hundred songs fly unaccompanied, unhindered, uninhibited in the poised and listening air, and still that rich voice goes on, growing richer with offering; a melting balm for the tension of my wheeling worldly thoughts. Twice again I am transported to some new Elysium as he plays 74 pianos consecutively before my incredulous eyes and ears. On another day, 74 flutes." Sumangali Morhall remembers Sri Chinmoy's 74th birthday celebrations and a gathering of his students from around the world...
"Two hundred songs fly unaccompanied, unhindered, uninhibited in the poised and listening air, and still that rich voice goes on, growing richer with offering; a melting balm for the tension of my wheeling worldly thoughts. Twice again I am transported to some new Elysium as he plays 74 pianos consecutively before my incredulous eyes and ears. On another day, 74 flutes." Sumangali Morhall remembers Sri Chinmoy's 74th birthday celebrations and a gathering of his students from around the world...

