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'You have to be like a warrior and fight'

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In Indian spirituality, the image of Krishna and Arjuna on the battlefield is often used as encouragement to be like divine warriors, fighting for truth and goodness in the battlefield of life.

When our restaurant, Jyoti Bihanga, had only been open for a short time, we were not making a profit yet. I went to New York to ask Guru what to do. Should I declare bankruptcy or something else? I had papers with me with the figures on how much we owed and what our income was and all of that. 

Jyoti Bihanga has now been open for over 35 years, and is the oldest vegetarian restaurant in San Diego

When I asked Guru about bankruptcy, he did not look at any of my papers. He said, "Mahiyan, you have to be like a warrior and fight. Pay this amount." Guru gave me an amount and said, "Pay this amount every month to your creditors."

It was much less than they were asking, but I contacted them all. By divine grace, they agreed to the amount that Guru told me to give. After maybe seven or eight years, the debts were fully paid. The amount Guru had given me was the maximum that we could pay and the minimum that the creditors would accept. It was perfect.

Never allow
Your doubtful mind
To boss you around.
God Himself has chosen
Your faithful heart
To be your only boss.

Sri Chinmoy 1

  • 1. Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 163, Agni Press, 1991

A playful father-and-son relationship between the Guru and the disciple

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Sri Chinmoy with his calf raise machine

There was one time Guru called me to New York because his knees were in terrible pain. I went to Guru's house and he called me over immediately and he said, "You have to make my knees better. You have to fix my knees; you have to fix my knees."

In the very next breath Guru said, "Oh, Pradhan, Pradhan. This morning I lifted 1400 pounds on my calf-raise."

I said, "Guru, you lifted fourteen hundred pounds and now your knees hurt? Guru, you know that little inner voice we're supposed to listen to? I'm going to be the inner voice of your knees: Eight hundred pounds is more than enough! No one else in the universe can lift that so it's more than enough.”

Of course, he ignored me quite nicely.

My relationship with Guru was typically quite playful. I always had a respectful and loving relationship with Guru, but it was also very father-son like. He would joke with me and I would joke right back sometimes, which most of the disciples wouldn't do with Guru. They wouldn't have that kind of playful relationship with Guru.

God and I
Feed on
Our mutual affection.

Sri Chinmoy 1

How I first heard about Sri Chinmoy

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There was this one guy who worked in the loading dock where I worked, where packages came in. He used to deliver packages and pick up packages several times a day. Anyhow, he was always in some kind of trance state when he came in. He hardly spoke. He looked very peaceful, and so one day I decided to sit down at the lunch table with him. I started speaking to him and telling him all of my philosophy and my ideas and everything. He was relatively quiet. Then he took out a book and opened it up to a certain page. He told me to read it.  

This is what I read:

'Songs of the Soul' was Sri Chinmoy's ninth book, published in 1971

O my mind, no earthly chain can fetter you, you are always on the wing. No human thought can control you. You are forever on the move. O my mind, hard is it for you to believe in my soul's constant fulfilment and hard is it for me to believe that you are doomed to be the eternal victim of venomous doubts. Alas, you have forgotten. You have forgotten the golden secret: To remain in the silence-room is to open the fulfilment-door.

Sri Chinmoy
from the book Songs of the Soul -  the essay “O My Mind.”

An early poster advertising a meditation with Sri Chinmoy.

When I read that, I felt something deep inside my heart. I felt that these words expressed a truth that was inside of me, but was expressed so much more clearly and brilliantly than I could ever express myself. It was like an inner thrill went through me.

I immediately asked, “Who is this?”

He said, “Sri Chinmoy. He's my spiritual teacher.”

I asked him, “Is there any way I could meet him?”

Then he told me that Sri Chinmoy was here in New York and gave me a number for someone who was giving meditation classes and yoga.

For a long time
Speech was my only teacher.
Now I have a totally new teacher,
Silence,
And this teacher I shall keep
Forever and forever.

Sri Chinmoy 1

My Guru sows the music-seed in me

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Sri Chinmoy in Madrid, 1984

As a family, we didn't have much money. We could never afford to go on the Christmas trips. But I had saved up some money for a bicycle. Alo allowed people to come to the trip for just one week in Madrid, a very short trip. So I put all the money that I had saved up for the bicycle to go to Madrid to be part of the Christmas trip.

My birthday is on December 27th. Guru asked me for my birthday to play on the stage. In the function room there was an upright piano. He said, "On your birthday you will play three songs."

This was a very big thing for me. I had very simple arrangements. Guru was sitting in his chair on the stage. I came up on stage and I started to play.

I didn't realise that while I was playing, Guru got up from his chair. He came and stood behind me and meditated while I was playing. Before I finished, Guru sat down, so I didn't realise Guru had done this. It was only when I had finished, and after Guru had given me some birthday presents, that somebody in the audience told me: “Do you know what happened? Guru got up and stood behind you while you were playing!”

I'm so grateful for this photograph because I didn't see Guru behind me. This is for me a very, very sacred and special photograph.

One of the gifts that Guru gave me was this little piano that you wind up and it plays music. It's very, very sweet. I have this on my piano that I use to practise and arrange music. I sit there and it reminds me of that moment in Madrid. This is where I feel that Guru started something in me. He sowed some seeds that I now see—now that I'm 50 years old—I see that Guru inspired me from a young age to do something with his music.

O divine Musician Supreme,
Do tune my heart-strings every morning
Before I begin to play on the world-stage.

Sri Chinmoy 1

A love that was thick like butter

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I first came to New York as a disciple in August 1996. I came to the Celebrations and got to meet the disciples from Miami when all the Florida Centres were performing for Guru.

Tilvila very excitedly told Guru that I was from Bengal (the same region of India that Sri Chinmoy was from). Guru looked at me and asked, "What is your last name?" I said, "My last name is Palit." Now in India, by somebody's last name, you can tell which part of the country they're from and their caste and everything else.

Sri Chinmoy meditates at a function dedicated to the memory of his mother, Yogamaya. Sri Chinmoy lost both his parents when he was 12 years old.

Then he asked me, "Where are your parents?" Unfortunately, I had lost my parents about two years, maybe a year and a half prior to becoming a disciple. It was still very raw, very difficult. I remember standing in front of Guru and not wanting to answer that question, but I had to say, "I don't have parents."

I think this was one of the very, very special moments. Guru just paused for a second and I felt love that was thick like butter, engulfing me completely.

Guru said, "I don't have parents too." His love, his concern, his blessings just sort of descended all at once and completely filled me up.

Because I had said my last name was Palit, Guru started speaking about Biren Palit, who was a devotee of Sri Aurobindo at the Ashram in Pondicherry. (Before coming to the West, Sri Chinmoy spent 20 years practising meditation and spiritual discipline in the Sri Aurobindo Ashram). He invited the girls to sing a song called Tomari Hok Joy, which was written by Biren Palit.

Sisir Kumar Ghose

He asked me, "Are you related to Biren Palit?" I said no, but I remembered my mother's uncle had been in the Sri Aurobindo Ashram. I said, "But I have a relative, my mother's uncle. His name was Sisir Kumar Ghose. Do you know him?" Then there was a fountain of conversation. It turned out that Sisir Kumar Ghose was like an elder brother, like a mentor for Guru at the Ashram. Guru had so much to say about him. That was my first introduction.

Sisir Kumar Ghosh was a professor in Shantiniketan. Shantiniketan is a university that was created by Rabindranath Tagore, a great Bengali poet and a Nobel laureate. Sisir Kumar Ghosh was a professor of English there, but he was also a great devotee of Sri Aurobindo. Guru would often say he had two homes. In his professional life, Tagore was his Guru, and in his personal life, Sri Aurobindo was his Guru.

Each aspiring heart
Is a special member
Of God’s immediate Family.

Sri Chinmoy 1

From meditation to initiation

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Sri Chinmoy with Devaki, 1976

Maitreyi (the leader of the Toronto Sri Chinmoy Centre at that time) taught me how to meditate on Guru's picture. When I had my first meditation, she just showed me a picture, the Transcendental photo of Guru, and said, "Just look at it." That's it. That was the only instruction: “Look at this picture.”

I thought maybe she was a little bit crazy, but she was very peaceful. So I said, "OK, I will try." I sat down and looked at the picture and immediately I saw Guru's big smile. The picture smiled.

When Guru smiled, I was like: “No, no! I'm crazy!” But then again, I felt in my heart a big smile: Happy, happy, happy! I couldn't understand, but I thought: “OK, this is good. I want to continue.”

My mother, Gariyasi, was also meditating. I wrote a letter to Guru to tell him I was meditating, and Guru said, "Come to New York. Come and see me."

Guru asked me to come to the meditation on Sunday morning. I wore a sari, and it was a beautiful meditation. Then he asked me to come up to him and he gave me this blessing, with his hands on my head, and said he was initiating me and that I was officially a disciple.

My only Beloved Supreme,
Do bless my breath
To be Your permanent heart-student.
Do bless.

Sri Chinmoy 1