Sisters and brothers,

I consider myself fortunate once again to come here to this pilgrimage, the meeting place of the potential Rishis and saints, of course, not in the traditional sense. Dadaji says everybody is potentially Rishi and saint. And, in this context, he has given a clarion call to humanity to awaken Divinity in people with the help of Mahanam which is ringing all the time within us. As a matter of fact, Dadaji says that we are born with this Mahanam in us and we have to go on remembering it, till the stage of resonance comes to us and we become conscious of what is happening around us. Now why this awakening of Divinity? Is there any use of this in practical life? I, as a scientist, have to deal with materials and their use, perhaps for the benefit of humanity. Let us see what this awakening means. We discover, as Dadaji has said, time without number, the Oneness of the Universe, and this will help us in the interpretation of the existence of Life. Each existence becomes much more meaningful in harmonious coordination between worldliness and Oneness by awakening the Divinity within us.

This gives us one basis of the moral life we talk about quite often, but we don't know how moral values of life originate. I have sat with Dadaji for the last ten years and by sitting at his feet I have learned many things of moral value: Why I should not snatch your wealth; why I should not kill another; why I should not cheat anybody. Moral values emerge from Oneness.

As a corollary to Oneness, many other things become clear. The concept which has been practiced, and which Dadaji reminds us of over and over, gives us a very clear idea how we should go about attaining Oneness. There is no need for any temple, church or mosque. There is no need for penance. There is no need for any Puja in any traditional sense. And, there is no need for any other religious practices people have been doing for ages.

And, as a corollary to this, I find very clearly, very scientifically, that there can be only one language, one religion, one nation, and this Oneness permeates all practical aspects of life.

Dear friends, I have come in contact with many topmost scientists and politicians around the world in connection with my scientific activities. Initially when I put forth the idea of Oneness they simply appeared baffled. Since then, almost everybody, knowingly or unknowingly, has come to this Oneness concept in their achievements related to the scientific and material development of their countries. This is something we cannot ignore in the context of science and technology because it is often thought that modern scientific technology will solve human problems and remove misery. A Bengali saying reflects another aspect of Dadaji's message I would like to mention. "Empty thy mind, the Almighty will fill it up." This is a concept, the concept of Infinite Zero with no beginning and no end. In my estimation, this is the gateway, the entry to Divinity. Scientists, and others as well, know there is no motion in a straight line and if you extend a line to infinity it recoils into a circle. Many examples from natural phenomena illustrate this established fact. If you throw a stone upwards it doesn't go straight, it curves. In the case of plants, tiny ones grow large, go to seed, die, and the seeds become the source of new plants and so on. In the case of humans, a child is born, grows up, has offspring, dies, and the cyclical nature of humanity and the world continues.

Now, in the context of this, who is Dadaji? Dadaji says, he is "nobody". I say he is "no body". He is in tune with Infinity. He is Infinity. I repeat it. He is Infinity. Times without number, Dadaji has told us, we merge with Divinity and Infinity. We come to Earth with immense power to do our duties, look after our families and friends, manage our business and wealth sincerely and honestly, and keep Mahanam all the time in our recollection.

In the context of our submission of mind, and I must emphasize this, the essence of Dadaji's message is based on scientific wisdom which is unfolding in his supernatural manifestations seen for so many years. Now humanity is fortunate to have Dadaji as a savior. And, if we don't make use of this opportunity and listen to his message, we will perish in the dark days just ahead of us. He says, remember Mahanam, there is no other way out.

Nevertheless, there are many people like me who are optimistic. Things are moving ahead, and in the course of traveling about the world with my scientific activities, I see the trend that Oneness is coming. I don't know how soon, but we all have to very soon accept the Oneness which is the essence of Dadaji's message of Truth.

I have been back from Calcutta with the delightful taste of the Supreme Mahananda (Great Joy). What a wonderful assembly! What a magnificent environment! What a glorious endeavour to turn matter into Consciousness!

That Super Conscious state begins when the mind becomes Zero and the individual soul merges into the Universal or Divine Soul. Such a state is the source of all benign activities like good deeds, good thoughts and good ideas. A person can't commit mistakes in this state. My own idea is that many great scientific achievements are derived from this state of Divinity, of Oneness. In fact, whatever good is created in this world, scientific or otherwise, everything is the product of this state.

The Almighty Dadaji has shown us the very easy, though sober, way to attain that state. The need for propagating that path (Mahanam) in order to minimize the sorrows and sufferings of this world is imperative. It is the Mahayogi alone who can transform matter into Consciousness, the work of the Super Conscious state.

The pragmatists work, however, lies in transforming Consciousness into matter. To my understanding, scientists have suggested ways to transform matter into energy, but have not succeeded in converting energy into Consciousness. Herein lies the wisdom of the great Seer. He can change matter into Consciousness. My idea is that any human being is capable of doing this. Dadaji has shown us the way of remembering the Mahanam.

It may be that scientists are in the middle of the process, that is, transforming matter into energy. However, Dadaji traverses the full course from matter into energy into Consciousness and visa versa; a transformation which is in dynamic equilibrium. That is the experience of personal transformation occurring with Mahanam and in the Satyanarayan Utsav with Dadaji.

It's high time the question be raised without raising any acrimonious dust. We judge things; we size up everything we come in contact with. We re-create, re-cycle the entire spectrum of existence around us. We cannot help without synthesizing, integrating, systematizing our experience by way of making idolatry of space, time, relations, and objects about us in our own image. Why not, then, we provide an exposure of our image-making syndrome on Dadaji explicitly and overtly, without playing snipers or sneakers on his imperious, though innate and easy, privacy of self-identity? For we are doing it, for a fact, all the while, under the cover of the glitzy pageantry of our hypocrisy. We are doing it across the remonstrances of Dadaji to the effect, "Don't try to understand. There is nothing to understand herein. The very recipe you adopt for it befogs your vision and refracts it into irredeemable fragments." At other times, when he is perched on a flash of unsegmented Self-poise, he would proclaim, "How come they are out to understand this man? Him, who is come here along with the Universal Man? Him, the philosophy of a single word of whom is not comprehended by the entire world?" And, we are doing it constantly in snarling oblivion of the fact that Dadaji is undoubtedly the greatest iconoclast, in all conceivable dimensions, the world had ever produced, who is out to tear off all the films and filaments of mental images that shroud the integral nudity of supramental, vacuous Truth. Come on, then; let us have it our way.

To begin with, then, some find it convenient to call him the "Miracle-man from India." Of a paramount Truth, he is. Miracles of diverse complexions flash forth from him like sparks belching out of a smelting workshop. Indeed, the entire tally of his miracles for a single day might outnumber those of all others who preceded him, barring a few. But, he catches you on a wrong foot and blurts out, "No, no. This man does nothing. He has no power, no agency, not even instrumentality. All this is His doing." But, then, in offbeat moments, he would exclaim, "What! Do you think this diffusion of Aroma across continents and oceans is superficial? This multiple manifestations in far-flung places? This simultaneous presence among different groups of people in different places for hours together in mutually contrasting moods? This being wedged in between a couple making love at night so that they are not torn asunder from the yoke of His Love? This harnessing of the elements in nature to the convenience and willwishes (Supreme Will. Wish is personal to Dada for us.) of the people? This patting off of fell diseases, including cancer, the "perestroika" (restructuring) of a failing body, and the bringing back of the dead to life? These supernal Puja experiences? And, this down-to-the-earth conversion of silver into gold and back and forth? Can any one in human body come anywhere near performing it? It just happens. They are fait accompli, manifestation of His Will." And, he is nobody. You got it?

Some choose to call him a Herculean Yogi, who must have had an unknown history of long, severe penance in the Himalayas. Dadaji denies it outright, and along with it, the Yoga of Patanjali. He emphatically avers to the contrary, "He had trudged, a stripling of thirteen, through the Himalayas looking for misguided ascetics in order to rehabilitate them to normal life and the self-evident Truth. The Yoga of Patanjali is a midsummer night's dream twirled up by the sullen stomach, a poetic fantasy of the ego under duress. A psycho-physical acrobatics tethered to the mundane gravitation, it can never lead one even to the furthest penumbra of the arcades of Love of Krishna, nor even to Vaikuntha (free from limitation, illusion). You may get a ghost through calisthenics, not God, Who is enshrined in you. Real Yoga is loving submission to His Will, to be yoked to His pervasive consciousness." At other times, he would sound a bit pragmatic and assertive while exclaiming, "He has been thrust herein after a training in all the maneuvers and logistics, this twisting of hands and feet and all that trash. He has come here endowed with six paramount powers. In him, Govinda of Vraja, Krishna of Dwaraka, Mahaprabhu, and Ram Thakur are manifest in unison." And, therefore, his Yoga of Being is beauty bewitching. And, a benumbed Gopinath Kaviraj, renowned Indian scholar, exclaims, "He can create billions and trillions of worlds in a moment."

A demonstrably perceptive section of people are prone to dub Dadaji a saucy womanizer, a Don Juan, rather a Casanova raised to the "N-th" degree. Does he not elegantly kiss lovely damsels in public and hug them, while we keep looking on in our social impotency? Does he not ask them with impunity, "Would you marry me?"

Dadaji would hardly swallow a hearty chuckle to hear this. And, he would confidently chime in, "Why, we are all women. The only Man is He. And, you can never appear on this earth without prior wedding to Him, the Truth, Mahanama. This prerogative of kissing, wooing, and wedding has been wrested by this man from Nature while appearing on this earth. He can't do without lovely women, who are vibrant with emotional rapture for Him. That is this man's nature. He cannot, of a truth, wallow in wants of ascetic prohibition." If you further tickle and squeeze him, indulgently, he will dish out to you a few chips of his monistic relish in the following terms, "Why, he has his shower in the mellifluous grace of women; he is robed in women; women are his cosmetic and perfumery. He eats and drinks women; he talks women; he sits and sleeps on women; he is immersed in the threefold fluid of women, namely, steady, static, and profoundly singular. Narayana can never be sundered from "Nari" (women)." What is this fluid? It is the sap of His Expression, the joy of His overflowing as the manifest existence. And, who is the woman? She is, in the words of Dadaji, "the Eternal Absolute", the Radha, the ocean of relishable fluidity of existence, in which Krishna lies constantly immersed like the yolk of the egg in its whitish fluid. But, the next moment, he wraps himself up in resonant reticence and quips, "But, he is nobody. Even then, an intransigent knave like him has never tread the earth." How do you catch him on the hip? Where, indeed, is the hub of his nobodyistic hubris?

Others ecstatically call him "Mahaprabhu". Indeed, many of his traits and activities remind one of Mahaprabhu. Some assert he is Ram Thakur in a new body. Anandamayi Ma used to address him as "Govinda". And, the great savant, Gopinath Kaviraj, who, according to Dadaji, reached Integral Consciousness through discursive, bookish knowledge, saw Dadaji flanked by fluted Krishna to his right, by Mahaprabhu to his left, and Satyanarayana exhibited in the middle. S.K. Roy, the Chief Justice of Orissa and Srinivasm, the great Vedantist of Madras, witnessed Dadaji dissolving in a mass of white dazzling light. Dr. Radhakrishnan, the philosopher-president of India, saw two Dadajis, one talking to him and the other watching. The great scientist, S.N. Bose, collaborator of Einstein, used to call him "Tathagata", and epithet of the Buddha. G.T. Kamdar, the salt baron of India and supervisor of the Satyanarayan family Bhavan at Bhavanagar, India, looks upon Dadaji as Narayana. Bruce Kell of Australia, that golden sprout of Dadaji's love, calls him Love Infinite. Prof. Dr. Peter Meyer-Dohm of Germany, would possibly call him the "balsam jewel of the heart." The bilateral or trilateral verbal rapport-drama staged continually in the heart-chamber of Mrs. Ruby Bose of Calcutta, that profoundest rendezvous of Dadaji's Maha-Rasa, portrays Dadaji as "Govinda of Govinda." And, Harvey Freeman, who has come out of Dadaji's heart, will not concede to anything less than, "beyond Satyanarayana". This may be quite in order from two standpoints. In the first place, the Expression of Satyanarayana, of His joyous overflowing, must be greater than Himself. Secondly, Satyanarayana is a symbol of triple vacuity, namely, of mind, intellect, and intuitive revelation. But, Dadaji is all vacuity.

And, Khuswant Singh, the eminent journalist, characterizes Dadaji as a cocktail of the past, the present, and the future messiahs. To Jatin Bhattacharya of Calcutta, whose residential address, Dadaji says, is the crematorium, and whom Dada calls "Purna Kumbha", Dadaji is fast gravitating towards the state of Satyanarayana. And, to Abhi Bhattacharya, that second self, that witness counterfoil of Dadaji? He only listens without speaking out; his eyes rolling in ruddy rapture of Dadaji-intoxication. Abhida quotes Dadaji as saying, "Abhi! You cannot comprehend how ineffable is Satyanarayana. Full, Fuller, Fullest-est,...-est,...-est. This is for the first time He has appeared in this world. This is for the last time also. If He has to come again, the universe will have to be created over again." Yes, we have it from Indian scriptures that the Creator comes but only once in this world to rejuvenate His Creation with the rehearsal of Mahanama. But, in a spate of spiralling insensitivity, we feel being transfixed between the Big Bang and the Big Crush Singularities.

But, what does Dadaji, himself, say on all these? He, however, like Occam's razor, cuts both ways. Now he says, "He is a thousand times more powerful than Mahaprabhu." And, then, he parries it, "Ram Thakur and Mahaprabhu were He, Himself. Leave this man aside. But, he has come here with all-out autocratic authority." And, finally, he eats all his words to say, "This is the last word on the issue. None of them is He, Himself, at bottom. He cannot come here as a man or any other being. He has manifestation through them." But, to Abhida's query, "Where had you been so long before your Advent?" the answer was, "In the repose of Self-identity." Do you feel being a split personality?

But, we feel being refreshingly back to the green pasture of aesthetic sensibility when Dadaji exclaims, "The Bridegroom has come to the bride. And, the bride is veiled with the tapestry of wanton sense-gratification. Who will lift that veil? The Bridegroom, of course. After that comes the dark night of hibernating separation. And, at long last, the Bridegroom will woo the bride into eternal repose." Evidently, Dadaji is the Bridegroom. That is why he uttered once in seeming dejection, "They have not even recognized the Krishna of Vraja. How would they recognize Satyanarayana?" Dadaji, during his world tours, has been variously described as "the Lagrangian (basic, key formula of a system) of the universe", "the Null Set", "the Black Hole of Infinite Galaxies", "the biofeedback arch-engineer of humanity", "Existence lying in state upon Existence", "the Absolute in overflowing stance", and so forth. And, as such descriptions are growing in number, our power of comprehension is progressively nearing its nadir (lowest point opposite the zenith).

A section of hard-boiled conservatives really wonder if Dadaji is an atheist. Indeed, his revolutionary zeal knows no frontiers. Our traditional concept of spirituality evaporates before his persuasive logic. He does not believe in scriptures. For, they are deep overlaid with superstitious dogmas and self-defeating practices; they tend to promote, principally, the ways of the world. He would often assert, "What is the difference between the perusal of the Gita or the Bible and that of a pornographic fiction? How does meditation or turning the rosary differ from working in a field or a factory or even a brothel? We are prostituting ourselves constantly through all our activities, secular or sacerdotal (sacrificial). We are creating ghosts out of our minds and worshipping them. Divest yourself of mental images and idols. Where there is mind, there is meaning. Where there is motion because of want, there is emotion. Get beyond the trickery of the mind. Don't stifle it, lest you fail to enjoy His Love and the beauty of His Creation. Let the flapping of its wily wings be stuck in the savor of His Love. And, Truth will dawn on you in white radiance." Indeed, his iconoclasm (image-busting, demolition of idols) is more on the mental plane than the physical. Dada says our minds cannot do without idolatry that taints Truth. That is why he dismisses our religious experiences and visions as cooked up and tainted by mental flirtations. Truth, to him, therefore, is a supramental, vibrationless, vacuous existence. And, our Gods and Absolutes and Infinites are liquidated by the mildest stroke of the first vibration from his vacuous stance. Is it wrong then, to call him an atheist? And, he loves the atheists because they are free from the festering pseudo-spiritual obsessions of the mind. And, was Christ ever a Christian, or the Buddha a Buddhist?

But, this serves as a pointer to our enquiry, too. We have to dispense with the mental crucible before we can get at the truth about Dadaji. But, beyond mind, no meaning. How, then, to formulate the truth about him that has dawned on us beyond the pale of mental modalities? No problem. We have to interpret the impression of the revelation on our mind which is neither dead, nor dormant, but is simply a passive receiver like the baby's. It may be what has so far been said about Dadaji are pure revelations to this and that mind. But, it were better had we not raised the question at all. Our impatience with this inscrutable phenomenon, called Dadaji, has lead us to such in impasse. Even then, the above may serve as a Dadaji Concordance for the future generation. But, let the sphinx smile again.

Some worldly-wise people, in an endeavour to cover up the stench of their corruption, denounce Dadaji as a cheat, a swindler, a hypocrite. Dadaji squarely approves of it. He explains, "Yes, he is verily a cheat, a swindler, a hypocrite. No body other than such can deliver you the Truth. If occasion demands it, he will not hesitate to tell a thousand and one lies to see the Truth established. Mundane truth and falsity are cobwebs of the mind. They have no value to Him." Is it not one of the profoundest utterances of Dadaji? Does not one, who knows your past, present, and future, and yet counsels you in a worldly way, behave, as Krishna of Dwaraka did, like a cheat, a swindler, a hypocrite? Why, then carry coal to New Castle? Why bring our sham hypocrisy of evaluation to bear upon the hypercritical hypocrisy of Dadaji? How can you cheat on cheating? To take a big cypher along and feel great? How dare you swindle the omni-swindler? Is it not better to cast off the discerning specks and spell out "Dada, Dada" in full-throated ease, bask in his love, and feel great without looking before and after; following Cintamoni Mahapatra, Balaram-Vasanti Misra, Candramadhav, the Justice Hota, and a few others of Orissa, and Ann Mills of the USA? For, he has already taken charge of you. He is your destiny. And, the name is a palindrome (word, verse or sentence that reads the same backward or forward; Dada is such written the Indian way) yielding you the whole, whichever way you start from. And, that is unqualified existence. But, the sphinx smiles on to the tune, "HE HAS NOT COME AT ALL."