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August 30, 1998. For all of my life, I have felt a confusion as to my religious convictions. I have always been a believer in God, but I have never believed in any ways that are put forth by the various organized religions of this world. To put it simply... Their God was never My God. Now, I must tell you of my experience here today. First, I must tell you that before this morning, I had not heard of Dadaji... Or, if I had, I could not recall. I followed a link here from another website, and while waiting for the page to load, I suddenly smelled a beautiful fragrance! I had no idea what it could have been. Needless to say, this has been a very special experience for me! I have no doubt that I was "led" to this website today, for I know now, exactly, the path that my life will take from here. I feel that a tremendous load has been lifted, and I no longer have any questions about the reason for our existance here on earth! "Thank You," is not nearly enough. I want to clarify that I had not read anything about the fragrance at the time I noticed it. The web page had not yet fully loaded, and I was trying to figure out where this fragrance was coming from! It was a lovely smell...very strong, but lasting for only a few seconds. About 20 minutes later I read the page about fragrance. It was one of the most profound experiences that I have ever had. --- Shirley Cunningham, Reno, Nevada USA
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Dadaji said: Your Dadaji, Amiya Roy Chowdhury, says do not try to test the Supreme Being. Do not try to understand Him with the help of your mind or intellect. Ever follow the Truth. Then, and then only, you are in communion with Him.

22 Dadaji: A Rare Personal Interview The only recorded interview given by Dadaji

23 Newspaper Articles

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22 Dadaji: A Rare Personal Interview
with Maco Stewart, NBC television journalist
Interviewed in Calcutta's Grand Hotel in early 1979

(18:20 minutes) Only recorded interview with Dadaji. Original audio tape was made at the Grand Hotel in Calcutta, India, by Maco Stewart of NBC television in 1979. Introduction by famous Indian film star, Abhi Bhattacharya. Listen to audio recording and read transcription of Dadaji's interview below.

Maco: Dadaji you understand that this message is for worldwide television and motion picture distribution?

Dadaji: Yes.

Maco: I understand that you are a family man, is that correct?

Dadaji: Yes, I am a family man. I have got two children and a wife and grandchildren.

Maco : Are you also a businessman, Dadaji?

Dadaji: Yes. I have a toy shop in New Market, Calcutta.

Maco: How old are you now, Dadaji? You look very young, about fifty years old, but how old are you?

Dadaji: Fifty, sixty, seventy, more than seventy years old.

Maco: More than seventy years old. How long have you come to have a strong relationship with God?

Dadaji: From my childhood. From my boyhood, I love Him. Because I know other than Him, I am nobody.

Maco: What is God, Dadaji?

Dadaji: God, God is within. He is everything. You can say God is Dadaji, Dadaji is God. And, He is within you. Within you.

Maco: How do you know God is within you, when you've realized Him?

Dadaji: He is chanting twenty-four hours inside of us. Within the heart, untouched.

Maco: We'll go over that one again. The answer you've told me before is that, "It's your heart beat making love to you twenty-four hours a day."

Dadaji: Yes. That is called Mahanam. Inside of us.

Maco: The chanting is the heart beat making love twenty-four hours a day. And, then it's the feeling, the entire orgasm of being reunited with your Self.

Dadaji: Yes. Correct.

Maco: I'll ask you again. Dadaji, how do you know that God is within you?

Dadaji: How? Because I am breathing, I am talking, I am moving. He is chanting within us. Sometime I feel, hear that chanting. He is doing that chanting. Always with me, is that Mahanam.

Maco: Mahanam is what?

Dadaji: Pardon?

Maco: Mahanam is what?

Dadaji: Mahanam is what He does inside of us. He is that Mahanam.

Maco: Mahanam is what?

Dadaji: Pardon?

Maco: Mahanam is what?

Dadaji: Mahanam is what He does inside of us.

Maco: And, how does it feel, what He does inside of you?

Dadaji: That I don't know. But, so many people saw that Mahanam (appear on blank paper in Dadaji's presence). Not with these eyes (physical). That is called Brahma Gyan.

(Audio tape interjection by Abhi: It was not very distinct. But, Dadaji said all over the world people have seen what is Mahanam, that within. Mahanam is within, that flash on the paper or somebody heard of it in their ears. So Dadaji hears it feels, it all the time he himself is the Mahanam of himself.)

Maco: Mahanam is what.

Dadaji: Mahanam is what He does inside of us. He is that Mahanam.

Maco: And, how does it feel, what He does inside of you?

Dadaji: That I don't know. But, so many people saw that Mahanam (appear on blank paper in Dadaji's presence). Not with these eyes (physical). That is called Brahma Gyan.

(Audio tape interjection by Abhi: Dadaji says when one sees Mahanam it is not with this eye, that inner eye, that inner sun, that is called Brahma Gyan. It cannot be seen by mind and attachments. So it is called the total knowledge of Him, not with this eye, human eyes.)

Dadaji: Not with these eyes (physical). That is called Brahma Gyan.

Maco: What are the barriers, the things that keep us apart from this feeling of the God within us?

Dadaji: Main thing is the ego.

Maco: What is the ego?

Dadaji: Ego, that is, suppose, whatever it is, you say, "I am doing." I cannot do anything other than Him. That is called ego. Some even do meditation, and have Ashrams and Gurus, this, that, that is also ego.

Maco: You're saying meditation itself is ego?

Dadaji: Of course.

Maco: How is that? Many people seem to use it to get away from their current attachments.

Dadaji: Meditation is ego....(inaudible).

Maco: No. Meditation for some people is useful to get away from ego, to get away from attachments of this or that.

Dadaji: No. Absurd. Because, meditation, meditation itself is ego. Because, I am doing that meditation, why? To control our desires, is it not?

Maco: Yes.

Dadaji: It is absurd! Because when we have come in the earth with those desires, we have invited them. We invited them.

Maco: We've invented (Dadaji said "invited") those desires. The ego invented the desires. Well, what is it about the ego with happiness and unhappiness?

Dadaji: Ego, happiness and unhappiness. Happiness and unhappiness is a separate question. Because, what is happiness and unhappiness? Happy and happiness you do not know. Suppose, sometime I love you, I like to talk with you. After a few days I don't like you. Everything is mind function. We are talking, it's mind function.

Maco: Human love is ego?

Dadaji: Human love is also ego. But, human love, when you do not know the person, what you like, you love. "You are everything," you are thinking. But, you can't express opinion. That is not from your self; self is selfish. In that time, mind function is nothing.

Maco: How do you get rid of this mind function, this ego function?

Dadaji: Mind function is a ego function.

Maco: How do you get rid of it? How do you leave it behind?

Dadaji: All right. When you sleep, at that time is there any ego function?

Maco: Not that you're aware of, not that you know.

Dadaji: Next, I am telling, suppose you are working. You are starting to do some work. Work, you are doing work, mind function is there, is started. When you start that work, deeply, so deeply you do not know, then and there it's (mind function, ego function) also gone.

Maco: Going beyond the mind. You're a very controversial figure in India today, Dadaji. One of the things that makes you so controversial is because you are against traditional religions, Christian, Muslim, Hindu. What is wrong with that?

Dadaji: Religion is not that. Religion is desire to commune with the Supreme. Humanity is One. Religion is also One. Truth is One. So, language is One. One. After that, that is all mind function language. You say, "He is a Christian, she is a Muslim, I am a Hindu", that is all mind function. That has no connection with Him. He is One, so everything is One.

Maco: So, Dadaji, why don't you go by the name of Bhagawan, or Baba, or Mahant, or Acharya, or one of these other titles?

Dadaji: These titles are only for the business purpose. Because, I am a God, if a realized person, he cannot utter that word. If I say that I am a God, then who cheats the people? There is no separation. Everything is God, everywhere is God. No separate. He is within, I am nobody. Not only that, you cannot believe Dadaji.

Maco: So what do you have against the Gurus? What's wrong with the Gurus?

Dadaji: Guru? What do you mean by Guru?

Maco: All those people who go by the name of Guru.

Dadaji: Because from the time of so many thousands of years back, Guru meant teacher. Teaching. That is, I am a teacher, teaching.

Maco: Well, what do they mean by Guru today?

Dadaji: Guru today. Today Guru means business and institutions. Guru business. In any circumstances you cannot. He (Dadaji) cannot give you anything and he cannot accept anything (money, property, etc). If he accepts, then it is a business.

Maco: Many of us think you are far from ordinary. (Pause) Tell us what about the sensual pleasures, such as sex. What should one do about that?

Dadaji: Sex. Don't bother for that because, it may come. At the time of birth we have invited them (desires). Invited them, they have come with us. We should not be separate. Automatically, He will do it. If you go to disturb, ultimately you will suffer. Because everything, all over the universe, is His. It is His family. My daughter, my grandson, sister, mother, father, everything is His. I have come only for certain acting. That's all right. Then I shall have to go off, to my permanent Home. So how can you say that, "He's my son, she's my daughter, or my wife." It's all destiny.

Maco: Can you summarize for us, Dadaji, the way to self-realization, the path where you realize yourself and have been reunited.

Dadaji: Realization is a fake word. So long as He is within, no need of anything. Just remember that you are with me. And, if you remember Him and do your work. You cannot (realize). Then the time will come, automatically One. Don't try to do anything.

Maco: Thank you, Dadaji. That was very lovely. Appreciate having you here very much.

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NOTE: Following his visit to India early in 1979, Mr. Maco Stewart suffered a series of heart attacks and was in the hospital. This happened during July 1979 while Dadaji was visiting Los Angeles 1,500 miles distant from Houston, Texas. Mr. Stewart called Dadaji by phone and asked him to undergo a test. Medical specialists and a camera crew would record and videotape Dadaji's bodily functions (pulse, brain waves, temperature) in Los Angeles while simultaneously, Stewart, himself in Houston, Texas, underwent medical procedures to locate specific arterial heart blockages. When the blockages were located, Mr. Stewart would call Dadaji by phone and see if, as a result, the blockages would clear up. Dadaji agreed.

In a letter sent to Dadaji prior to the test, Mr. Stewart wrote, "If I am cured, that will be very beautiful, and if I am not, that's okay, too, and will in no way interfere with my love and faith in our witnessing the Mahanam. Don't be frightened by all the gadgetry as the love and faith we have is what is important. Technology as part of the wisdom can be an aid and not an enemy of all that we can show."

Many people were gathered in the private Los Angeles residence of Mr. Khetani where reclining on a couch, Dadaji was connected to monitoring devices. Stewart and his doctors were in the operation theater in Houston. Then Dadaji's fragrance filled the hospital room and out of nowhere appeared an elderly man offering Mr. Stewart coffee. Dr. James Hardt, who was conducting the test was so flabbergasted with the events he dropped the phone. While Dadaji casually talked with those around him, His Aroma proved there is no difference between Houston and Los Angeles, no time or space. Maco Stewart was cured and later came twice to India to meet Dadaji.

Nearly five years after a successful heart transplant, Maco Stewart III died July 11, 1995, of congestive heart failure at his home in Houston, Texas. He was buried in the family cemetery in Galveston Island State Park, on land donated from the Stewart Ranch. Maco's life was exuberant, creative, and sometimes controversial. Known in Texas as a "Great Gatsby" figure, he wore white linen suits and a straw hat. He skied Aspen Mountain in leather shorts and boots. At Princeton Maco graduated with honors in economics and the Woodrow Wilson School. He was a Marine combat-platoon leader in Korea. He graduated with honors from the University of Texas Law School, worked as assistant state attorney general, and served one term in the Texas House of Representatives. As an heir of the Stewart family interests, Maco led the Stewart Title Co. to national leadership, and was president of Stewart Petroleum until his death. An idealist and student, he learned from gurus in India, aided the Miskito Indians against the Sandinistas, and successfully fought the indictment brought against him for aiding the Contras. His personal philosophy was enshrined his book, Sex, Money, and God.

Rose
23 Newspaper Articles
selected from many worldwide newspaper articles
written during Dadaji's living period

Dadaji: The Last Pilgrimage
by Hans Conrad Zander
Stern Magazine, Hamburg, West Germany

The man to whom my last pilgrimage is destined is called Dadaji. By many he is considered the greatest sage of India. The most outstanding scientists and artists of India are devoted to him. The surprising thing, however, is the fact that he is only a small businessman in New Market, Calcutta, who has at the age of 73, retired from business. He does not own a temple or an Ashram. In a suburb of Calcutta, between slum huts and luxury villas, he lives in a small unpretentious house.

Kindly he helped me down from the lorry into the water, as it was time of heavy flooding in Calcutta. "Come upstairs to the first floor," he said, "where it is dry. But, please don't kiss my feet. They are no Lotus Feet. No man should kiss the feet of another person." The sage laughed, broadly, almost childlike. But, the conversation is unexpectedly slow. Dadaji does not see many visitors. He does not know how to talk with a foreigner. Only during my second visit does he open up.

"I am called Dadaji," he says, "that means Elder Brother. You are my younger brother. Come closer to me." He blesses me by touching my hippy-hair with his hand. "Because you are my younger brother I will reveal to you the deepest wisdom of the East today." And, he raised his voice. "Conrad, go home to the West and lead a normal life."

The electric light goes off. Several times a day the electric current supply breaks down. The sage does not feel disturbed by this. He lights a candle. "Dadaji," I object, "I have come to India in order to find my Guru."

"According to my experience," said the wise man from Calcutta, "all Gurus are swindlers. They deal in the shadiest business of the world. They deal in illusions for poor souls. They make a business of the misery of the people and of their immaturity. If a country is in order and one is really grown up, one will not require a Guru. One can, oneself, cope with problems. Grow up. Go home. Put and end to religious tourism!"

I shook my head. That means "yes" in India. The wise man fetched two glasses. But, I still have one question. "Dadaji, I have come to India in order to learn something about meditation."

"Meditation," the wise man of Calcutta said, "is an especially highly developed form of idleness. Haven't you got a profession, a family, any friends? A normal person has, after all, no time for such things." "And, Yoga?"

"That," said Dadaji, "is also such humbug. I consider all these complicated bodily postures an ostentatious self-torture. It is not even a good technique of relaxation. Swimming is far more relaxing. Also going for walks." He offers me a cigarette. "Smoking," he says, "also relaxes."

"Dadaji," I say imploringly, "I haven't come to India to learn to smoke, but to find God."

"God," answered the Sage, "is within you. You don't need to seek Him. Fulfill your duties, do your work and enjoy your days. Whiskey, cigarettes and love. Then you will feel within you what no Guru can sell you: the living God, the true God, Who has created you and loves you."

Dadaji was pouring me a drink. In Calcutta, in the middle of floods, my soul found God. And, on this I had a double whiskey with the greatest Sage of India.

The Incredible Dada
by Khushwant Singh, Editor
Illustrated Weekly, Delhi, India

Of my many encounters with Godmen, the one which always has a surprise in store is with a man of God who vehemently denounces the cult of Godmen. Yet, he performs miracles which are baffling. Last time I passed through Bombay taking good care to remain anonymous, my friend and Dadaji's disciple number one, the actor Abhi Bhattacharya, rang me up and told me that I was not to leave Bombay without seeing Dadaji. "Your plane for Delhi will not take off till Dadaji allows it to take off," he said with total conviction. How did Dadaji know I was in Bombay and leaving for Delhi in a couple of hours? The mystery was resolved when I discovered that Abhi had tried to get me in Delhi on the phone. However, what followed in the encounter had something of the old as well as the new.

I was familiar with the electrifying touch which dowsed my entire frame in Padmagandha and the uncanny insight into my current pre-occupations. I was not aware of the new following Dadaji has acquired. This now includes diplomats, scholars, scientists and writers.

What Dadaji says is not very revolutionary and can be summed up in a few sentences. Absolute Truth, which he calls Sri Satyanarayan, is beyond comprehension and no mortal Guru can get close to it. The only approach is through love and self-surrender. A person comes to the world with an assigned destiny (Prarabdha), but one can alleviate one's lot by repeating the Mahanam....the Great Name.

This is the way of Bhakti preached by Chaitanya, Kabir, Mirabai and Nanak. Is Dadaji's way not more than pouring new wine in old bottles? ?Perhaps. But, it is certainly a potent cocktail to turn the heads of non-believing rationalists and hard-headed scientists. I am a non-believer whose head is still rationally screwed on his neck, but I never seem to be able to get away from Dadaji's hypnotic magnetism. And, it has an eerie way of surfacing when you least expect it.

Miracle Man, Dadaji: The Healing Touch
by Khushwant Singh, Editor
Illustrated Weekly, Delhi, India

Whether at Chandigarh or Amritsar or Delhi, his hosts reception room is always full of men and women, Hindu and Sikh, who come to receive his Darshan, receive the Mahanam of Sri Satyanarayan and consult him about their ailments.

It was the same the last time he was in Delhi. He sent for me. Putting aside my other preoccupations, I went. As usual I made my obeisances to the picture of Sri Satyanarayan and touched Dadaji's feet. I asked him where he had been in recent months. As usual with him, he had been round half the world to Germany, England, and the United States. Not sightseeing at anyone's expense, nor to collect money from disciples, but on his own, only to meet people who wanted to see him. Word goes round that Dadaji has arrived. People flock to him. It is a peripatetic Vishwaroop Darshan (Vision of the Lord). Amongst those who gratefully acknowledge a miraculous recovery from disease is a Japanese-born American national. In her letter she says she came to see him after her doctor had diagnosed cancerous growth in her breast. Dadaji's touch got rid of the malignancy. When I asked Dadaji how this happened, he replied with charming naivete, "I know nothing; it just happened."

As is customary with him, he asked me to draw near, ran his fingers in my beard and bade me farewell. The touch doused my body with the fragrance Padmagandha. It lingered on for three days.

Time Stands Still for Non-Guru's Watch
by Jan Mitchell
Oregon Journal, Oregon, USA

He's not a Guru, has no followers and accepts no donations. A 79-year-old Bengali called Dadaji visiting in a West Hills home this week, he contends that Bhagawans who create cities and Ashrams in the name of Truth are charlatans.

To emphasize his point that Truth comes from within and God is in all of us, he materialized a wrist watch from this reporter's head, then changed the print on the watch face to eradicate any remaining skepticism.

A simple Calcutta shopkeeper who is the only uneducated (illiterate, he says) child of a rich family, Dadaji professes powerlessness. "I am not a Saint, Baba or Guru. Man can't be Guru or anything. Each and everybody is God. If humanity is One, Religion is One, Truth is also One."

DADAJI: The Un-Godmanly Godman
by R.K. Karanjia, Editor
Blitz, Bombay, India

He materialized a watch for me. Then he asked me to look at the make on the dial. I read "Camay" on top with "Swiss Made" below. He gently rubbed the glass covering the dial with his thumb nail and said, "Now, look once again and read what you see." To my amazement, the inscription had changed into "Sri Sri Satyanarayan" and "Made in Universe." He proceeded jovially to hold my face between his hands and rub me down the neck, around the chest and back. An exotic Fragrance of eau de cologne mixed with rose water and sandalwood emanated from his hands to leave me heavily perfumed for a long time. Next, he picked up a bottle of boiled and filtered water my host had requested me to bring along with me. He passed his hands around it. A white fog-like substance started flowing down the closed mouth. He opened it and held it to my nose. The same Divine Fragrance came out to fill the room.

Then he put a small palm-sized piece of paper in my hand and asked me to examine it. It was totally blank. He said to hold it between both hands joined in prayer, kneel down before a large portrait of Sri Sri Satyanarayan, and put my head at the feet of the image with my hands stretched out in front. As he massaged the back of my head and down my spine, I seemed to hear a familiar Mantra thunder down from space. He told me to get up and unfold my hands. What I had heard was written in Gujarati.

"Why Gujarati?" "Because it is your language," Dadaji said. He told me, "It is your Mahamantra which had come from deep down in your own consciousness. Its two rhythmic sounds manifest the bipolarity of human existence. They harmonize the duality between God and a person, between Atma and Paramatma in Satyanarayan, that is the highest Truth of Cosmic Consciousness. They will help you raise the indwelling God in you." He told me, "Memorize the Mahanam." As soon as I did so, the words vanished from the piece of paper. I asked why. "There is no need for them now. They came. You read them and memorized them. Now they have disappeared. They are a part of you ever to remember."

He asked if I wanted a detailed explanation of the Mahamantra. I replied yes, would he please write it down for me. "I won't write it down," Dadaji said, "but you will evolve it from inside you, just the same as you received the Mahanam."

He made me stretch out full length and lie flat on my stomach with my forehead on the ground and hands folded and stretched out before Satyanarayan's image. He put two blank sheets of paper under my hands and began massaging me again from the neck down the spine. I seemed to be lifted up into a superconscious state.

After some time, he asked me to sit up and read the Divine message. I was wonderstruck. The blank sheets now bore two neatly typed pages of explanation of Mahanam, beginning with the words, <"No human being can ever be a Guru..." Strange words these, coming from one who seemed to possess all attributes of a Godman.

But, the most extraordinary fact about Dadaji (Amiya Roy Chowdhury) is that he is the most un-Godmanly of Godmen, the most un-Guru-like of Gurus. He is a revolutionary amongst his kind. At one stroke he demolishes his godly image, saying, "I am no Godman, no Guru, no Sadhu. I have no Religion, temple or Ashram. I am an ordinary family man running a toy shop in Calcutta."

Dadaji is modest and humble to the point of self-effacement. He told me he had been waiting eight years for my Darshan and demonstrated his happiness with a beatific smile that sent a thousand sunbeams around the room.

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