going to Utsav celebrations in Calcutta since my childhood and had known
Dada since then. Although I never the doubted the divine in him and was
fond of him, I was on the whole somewhat skeptical of everything, and
didn't take his words too seriously. Years went by like that and it was
only in the summer of '96, during my visit to Calcutta, that I started
feeling closer to Him than ever before,
and in the time to come since then, I have offered myself in loving
submission to Him. You'll be glad to know that my life has been happier
--- Avijit Sarkar, Des Plaines, Illinois USA
written & composed by Dadaji
edited by Ann Mills
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"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."
16 What is Truth: Dadaji Answers, by J. Krishnamurti
17 Dadaji: The Black Hole of Galaxies, by Dr. T. Mukherji, Space Research Center, Huntsville, Alabama, USA
18 Mahapuja, Mahanam and Revelations, by Mr. and Mrs. Gunvantrai T. Kamdar, "Salt King" of India, Bombay, India
19 Return to Divinity, by Dr. R.L. Datta, President, International Solar Energy Society,
20 Who is Dadaji? by Prof Nanilal Sen, MA, D Litt, Colonia, New Jersey USA
21 Dadaji: Elder Brother, by Maco Stewart, NBC Television Journalist
22 The Response of the Media
23 Dadaji: A Rare Personal Interview by Maco Stewart, with Audio & transcription
17 Dadaji: The Black Hole of Galaxies, by Dr. T. Mukherji, Space Research Center, Huntsville, Alabama, USA
18 Mahapuja, Mahanam and Revelations, by Mr. and Mrs. Gunvantrai T. Kamdar, "Salt King" of India, Bombay, India
19 Return to Divinity, by Dr. R.L. Datta, President, International Solar Energy Society, Bombay, India
20 Who is Dadaji? by Prof Nanilal Sen, MA, D Litt, Colonia, New Jersey USA
21 Dadaji: Elder Brother, by Maco Stewart, NBC Television Journalist
22 The Response of the Media
23 Dadaji: A Rare Personal Interview by Maco Stewart, with Audio & transcription
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by Dr. T. Mukherji
Space Research Center
Huntsville, Alabama, USA
We come here with two sounds of Mahanam vibrating in the alcoves of our hearts around the clock; with a view to performing a stipulated work while relishing His joy of manifoldness through submission to the sounds. But, we have acted otherwise. Through our lustful ego, we have turned love into hatred, Truth into falsity, and beauty into ugliness.
Let your ego melt into the sweet cadence of Mahanam reciting within, and all is done. Indeed, you have to do nothing, to achieve nothing. You are full to the brim and are One with the Truth that is symbolized by Sri Sri Satyanarayan. Do your duties, bearing with fortitude the vicissitudes of your life that are His tokens of Love. Submit to that Love. And, all is done. That is Dadaji, who claims to be nobody, though a citizen of the world. And yet, asserts not having come here or having spoken anything to us. Still, Dadaji's love for all of us seems essentially real. A starlit appearance that surpasses in purity the white sparkle of the purest gems and wafts about a Fragrance that grips, freezes and suffocates. Yet, Dadaji seems to be the negation of all that passes for spirituality. He would tell you, "Why, there is no religion divorced from life. Want not, lest you waste Him into fragments. He is your Life Force, your Existence. What need you seek Him? shy need you pray to Him? And, what for? Prayer is another egoistic hindrance. And, you have nothing to get. Submission to Him only matters. But, you cannot submit; it will come when it will come. You have only to watch and wait with Him in your heart, while doing your duties that come your way as a matter of course. He loves you all the while. Remember this. That's all."
Dadaji demands the least of us and asks us to lead a life in tune with one's nature, without going into any atrocious gymnastics of the body and the mind. Nothing to shun; nothing to pick and choose. But, take life in its natural stride, while listening to the symphony of the two sounds of Mahanam.
If grace and simplicity, spontaneity and naturalness be the marks of Truth, Dadaji is Truth personified. His simplicity exudes a profundity that seems unprecedented in human history. And, the power of working miracles? He would or course say that it is all His doing. Yes, it is His doing through the Black Hole of Infinite Galaxies; the Black Hole that is to be named Dadaji, who is sipping tea, smoking cigarettes and chatting a present with all of us.
by Mr. and Mrs. Gunvantrai T. Kamdar
"Salt King" of India
A Divine Revelation
Mrs. Kamdar and myself had the good fortune to be received into Pujya Dadaji's Grace on the auspicious day of 6th April, 1972, in Calcutta. As we sat at his feet, Mahanam (Holy Name of the Almighty) revealed Itself to both of us through his munificence. He told us at that time he was not our Guru, because no living being could be a Guru to another. The Guru of all Gurus, Sri Sri Satyanarayan, dwelt in the hearts of all of us, and that chanting the Mahanam in our hearts and minds, day and night, was the only way to eliminate the ego and to realize the Absolute Truth, that is, Sri Sri Satyanarayan.
LEFT: Mr & Mrs G T Kamdar, Bombay India
Some months passed by, when all of a sudden in the month of June or July, I developed a severe backache. The doctors called it a slipped disc. We were at that time in our house at Bombay and I was confined to bed with this illness. Any slight movement caused me excruciating pain.
This, however, did not deter me from reciting the Mahanam. Doing so brought me indescribable peace of mind. The garland of Mahanam that I was weaving started wafting a faint Fragrance, enveloping me. The Fragrance grew stronger in a second, and, all of a sudden, I realized it was the Fragrance which always pervaded the place where Dadaji was present. To make sure that I was not laboring under any olfactory illusion, I called out to my wife and children, who came rushing into my room, no doubt under the mistaken apprehension that my pain had increased.
I reassured them and asked them whether or not they also smelled Divine Fragrance in the room. They immediately said that was the first thing they noticed when they came rushing in. The Fragrance became stronger as each minute went by and gradually turned into a veritable fog of Fragrance. The whole room was full of Dadaji's personal Aroma, when all of a sudden Mrs. Kamdar shouted with joy, "Here is Dadaji." I was enthralled and asked, "Where?" trying to get up at the same time. My wife replied, "There, he is at the door." As my endeavors to get up proved fruitless, I got up with a sudden jerk and looked at the door. Dadaji was no longer there, and with a final thrust of agony all along my spine through the top of my head, the pain had also disappeared. To this day the pain has not recurred.
The wonder and the beatitude that pervaded my heart ever since shall last so long as I live. How did Pujya Dadaji in Calcutta know that I was ill in Bombay and how could he be present in Calcutta and Bombay at the same time? And, how could he relieve me of my distress so instantly? Being a mere mortal, I do not know the answers, but Dadaji knows. He is what he is.
From that memorable day onward, the members of my family and myself have experienced Dadaji's omnipresence on very many occasions. Although he has never since that day appeared in person, as a Divine Revelation of his omnipresent powers, His Fragrance has visited us legions of times. Pujya Dadaji in person has sanctified our homes in Calcutta, Bombay, Bhavnagar and Porbandar several times, and has performed his inimitable Puja ceremonies, bringing joy, happiness and bliss not only to the person sitting during the Puja, but to all those who witness them.
Pujya Dadaji has granted my family and myself many bounties which are normally considered as miracles. One of these happened at Bhavnagar where Pujya Dadaji had installed the statue of Sri Sri Satyanarayan in Sri Sri Satyanarayan Bhavan. On Sunday mornings the members of the Kamdar family prepare the cooked offerings, that is, Bhoga, by themselves and offer them to Sri Sri Satyanarayan in the Satyanarayan Bhavan. Then they withdraw, closing the door behind them, and sitting outside they chant Mahanam for half an hour. They then approach Sri Sri Satyanarayan with full heart and to their joy find that He has graciously partaken of the Bhoga. Thus, the Kamdar family receives the Blessings of the Lord through the Grace of Pujya Dadaji.
Pujya Dadaji is an unprecedented manifestation of truant Truth of anonymity. He is Omnipresent and Omniscient, and also Omnipotent, as not only myself, but many others can testify to the miraculous cures he has effected. He is a nobody that is out to bud forth in the hearts of all who are open to the vibrations of Truth, of Mahanam. Truth with him is no institution, no code of laws, no austerity, no grotesque make-up, no physical acrobatics and far less any inhibitory auto-suggestion. It is life unsegmented by our egoistic drives, it is Nature reasserting itself on the clogged life-stream. It is remembrance of being shorn of any becoming. It is the ever present, we are apt to project back and forth into sundry dimensions. It is a point-instant every expanding through viscous love into Infinity.
Pujya Dadaji says in one voice with Lord Krishna, that the Truth Absolute or Sri Sri Satyanarayan resides in the devoted discharge of destined Karma. He does not merely say so, but he puts it into practice because he, himself, is a householder with wife and children, and has a small shop in the New Market at Calcutta. He says that renouncing the world, growing long hair, wearing saffron clothes or no clothes at all, and retiring into the seclusion of the Himalayas in search of the Absolute Truth are of no avail. He says the only Tapasya or penance necessary is that one should bear one's destiny or Prarabdha with patience and fortitude. Renunciation there must be, but it is not of this world or of Karma, but of the vagaries of mind; because the Lord dwells in us, it is futile to seek Him in shrines, temples, or holy places.
The renunciation of the mind means that whatever one has to do, namely, Karma, it should be done in the Name of the Lord only, without any anticipation, motivation or desire whatsoever for the ultimate result. And, one can only do this, says Pujya Dadaji, by taking the Name of the Lord with which one is born, that is, the Mahanam. For the Kali Yuga, that is the present Age, the only path to the Lord Almighty, the Absolute Truth, Sri Sri Satyanarayan, is by invoking Mahanam, recited, repeated, resounded in your heart and mind, in your hours of joy and in your hours of sorrow, in your waking moments and in your sleeping moments. Wherever and whenever you may be, say the Mahanam with grace, with abundance of joy and with complete surrender, and Sri Sri Satyanarayan will surely lift you up to Him, says Pujya Dadaji.
Mahapuja, May 26, 1973
Recently my wife, Mrs. Champabai Kamdar, and myself had been staying at Calcutta for the past four months or so. During the stay, it was the wish of Mrs. Kamdar that we should request Pujya Dadaji perform Mahapuja at our Calcutta residence. At last when Dadaji returned from his Orissa tour on 20th May, 1973, we took the opportunity of requesting him on the 22nd May, 1973, to perform the Mahapuja at our place. Pujya Dadaji immediately accepted our prayer and said, "This is as if I have to perform the Mahapuja in my own house; the house is fated to witness it. Besides, I have the permission of Sri Sri Satyanarayan to do so."
Dadaji then seemed to be turning something within himself and said, "Majee (Mrs. Kamdar) will sit in the Mahapuja." On hearing this, the followers who had been crowding the hall were wonder-struck and inquired with surprise, "Is it true that Majee will sit in the Puja?"
Thereupon Dadaji assured them that it was Sri Sri Satyanarayan's desire that, "Devi Bhagwati (Mrs. Kamdar) should sit in the Puja." This brought home to me how much elevated and blessed a soul Mrs. Kamdar was that she was given the Grace of sitting in the Puja. This happiness at my wife's good fortune and the natural pride was slightly tinged with the disappointment that I was not given to share the Grace with my dear wife. I, however, took consolation in the fact that was what Sri Sri Satyanarayan desired. It was decided on that day that the Mahapuja would take place at our residence in Calcutta on 26th May, 1973.
During the next two or three days almost all the followers of Pujya Dadaji learned that in consonance with the wishes of Sri Sri Satyanarayan, Mrs. Kamdar was to sit in the Mahapuja. So far no lady had the precious fortune of sitting in the Mahapuja. Since this honor was being conferred on a lady for the first time, every follower decided to attend Mahapuja to derive the benefit and blessing therefrom. Was it not an occasion to the entire congregation for an object lesson to the effect, "we are all women", as Dadaji tells us? Once the decision was taken to perform the Mahapuja at our place our family commenced making the necessary preparations.
On the morning of Saturday, the 26th of May, 1973, my good lady and I presented ourselves before Pujya Dadaji to discuss matters relating to the Mahapuja to be performed on that day. All of a sudden, Pujya Dadaji looked upward in his characteristic oblique way, turned around and said to me, "Sri Kamdar will also sit in the Mahapuja along with Majee." Hearing this I experienced an indescribable joy and thought to myself that Sri Sri Satyanarayan had granted my prayer. In my mind I bowed to Him with deep reverence.
After finalizing arrangements with Pujya Dadaji, we returned home and completed all the arrangements for the Mahapuja due to take place that evening. But, thereafter on that day, the happenings that took place made us feel that Sri Sri Satyanarayan was putting us to a severe test. These happenings were as follows:
(1) That memorable day was bright and clear until the afternoon. At 2:30 p.m., dark clouds gathered and it started raining with unusual violence. As our residence is located in a low lying area, it became flooded with over two feet of water. Likewise many low lying areas in Calcutta were flooded. Indeed, waterlogging during the monsoons is phenomenal in Calcutta. In my mind a doubt began to appear as to what was going to happen. Pujya Dadaji had called for the car to arrive at 4:00 p.m. at his residence. Taking stock of the situation, I decided to send a responsible person with the car to acquaint him with the situation that our street had knee-deep water and to avoid it. Pujya Dadaji might decide to arrive slightly later than the scheduled time. However, before doing so, it would be better to ascertain our situation by phone. I, therefore, sent two cars to Pujya Dadaji at 3:00 p.m. with my representative.
We escorted Pujya Dadaji up to our sitting room and made him comfortable on a cot. We gave him the traditional welcome with garlands. The welcoming ceremony being over, Pujya Dadaji turned to Sri Khemka and said, "Khemkaji, Kamdarji was perturbed as to how, with such a heavy shower on, the Mahapuja would take place and whether everybody would be able to attend the same; but see the Will of Sri Sri Satyanarayan." And, in a little while the rain stopped and the people started flocking in. Within an hour, about 300 were gathered.
At about 6:30 p.m., Pujya Dadaji, while having his tea, called Mrs. Kamdar and myself to his side, made us sit down, and told us how we were to take part in the Mahapuja. He said that there would be neither light, nor fan; doors would have to be closed and that we would have to keep our eyes shut and not be afraid of anything. Dadaji uttered the several instructions in a jovial frame of mind.
Having had his tea, Dadaji desired that those of the followers who were new and had not previously witnessed the Mahapuja, should be shown around the room where the Puja was to be held, as well as the articles which were to be used during the Puja. These followers were to be shown the vessel filled with coconut water, and also the vessel filled with ordinary water, and were to be informed of the changes that would take place as a result of the Puja. In pursuance of his wishes, I led Dr. and Mrs. Pooler and one or two other lawyers and university professors to the Puja room, showed them everything and explained how the room wears an altogether different look after the Puja.
As it struck seven o'clock, Dadaji changed his clothes and entered the Puja room. He remained there all alone for about ten minutes. Then, he, in his inimitable and well-known manner, helped three persons be conducted to the audition of Mahanam. Thereafter, Dadaji called Mrs. Kamdar and myself into the Puja room. He made us sit down on the Asana (small rug) and drew a ring around us. The doors and windows were shut and the fan and lights were turned off. Dadaji asked us to keep our eyes closed. He desired us to repeat the Mahanam which we had received before. I could feel that Pujya Dadaji had gone behind us. Out of sheer curiosity, I could not help myself turning around to see what was happening and I saw him absolutely without clothes (in the Digambar state). I turned my head away and closed my eyes and went on repeating the Mahanam. Immediately thereafter, we felt a drizzle of water on us and we heard Dadaji going out of the Puja room, closing the door behind him.
In a little while, we felt vibrations all through and all over our bodies, totally unlike the rigors occasioned by cold or fever. Following upon the vibrations, we saw with our eyes closed, a flood of cool light interspersed with flashes of lights of various colors. The intensity of the light was such as if a thousand suns were shining on us and all this with eyes firmly closed. The rays of these colored lights clearly seemed to be running toward us. Along with these marvelous lights commenced the flood of Divine Fragrance filling the room. Then we heard the peal of several bells ringing together in rhythmic manner. In a little while we saw, with our eyes still closed, on Mrs. Kamdar's side each and every Lord of Heaven walking past to the right of me. At that time, from their bodies a Divine Fragrance began to emanate. In this manner, with fourteen Lords of Heaven passing by, we experienced the delight of fourteen different perfumes.
After the last Lord of Heaven passed us, we felt as if large drops of water were falling behind us. Then immediately there was a gust of icy cold wind blowing from behind us. There were three such waves of this icy cold wind and then the vibrations that we had been experiencing all along, so far, ceased. With the cessation of the vibrations we felt that our bodies had lost weight and we remained in this weightless condition for about 10 minutes. The entire experience in the Mahapuja room, which I have narrated, took about 25 minutes in all.
Someone is bound to raise this inescapable question, "You were taking part in the Mahapuja with your eyes closed; then, how could you see what you saw?" There is but only one reply to the question and that is, Sri Sri Satyanarayan and Pujya Dadaji granted us the Divine Sight to see all that we saw and to have the Darshan of the Devas, the Lords of the Heaven. Not only that, but all through the 25 minute Divine Experience, we heard the peal of the bells and experienced the Divine Fragrance and the Heavenly Light.
Thereafter, we felt that Pujya Dadaji had opened the door and had entered the Puja room. He placed his hands on our heads and uttered a Mantra twice. On both these occasions he asked us to repeat that Mantra. Our bodies were weightless, our eyes were closed and we could not get up. Pujya Dadaji helped us get up by lifting us up from our elbows and pulling us back. We felt that in a twinkling of an eye Pujya Dadaji had picked up the Asanas. And, when he asked us to open our eyes, we seemed to lose our weightlessness and to regain our original condition.
We opened our eyes and prostrated ourselves in reverence before Sri Sri Satyanarayan and Pujya Dadaji. Thereupon, Pujya Dadaji asked us to open the vessel containing the coconut water. I opened it and saw that the coconut water had become a sort of Kshir (porridge), and that a delicious perfume was emanating from it. Pujya Dadaji then asked us to open the vessel continuing ordinary water, and so doing, we found the water had turned into coconut water. As if these two extraordinary phenomena were not sufficient to fill our souls with ecstasy, we were delighted to behold:
(a) Fragrant Nectar was flowing in droplets down the photograph of Sri Sri Satyanarayan and collecting along its frame.Our hearts were overflowing with holy delight. It appeared to us that Pujya Dadaji was desirous of demonstrating to us the power of the Mahanam, or what that power could do, because he made us both sit down and repeat the Mahanam for 108 times. Accordingly, we sat down, closed our eyes and after repeating the Mahanam 108 times, opened our eyes and got up. We then saw that the water which had been turned into coconut water had thin strips of coconut floating on it. We again prostrated ourselves in reverence to Dadaji.
He brought us out of the Puja room and asked the followers who were waiting outside to enter the Puja room and have Darshan. What remained most inexplicable was the fact that Mrs. Kamdar, being an asthma patient, had worn a woolen cardigan and yet for 25 minutes she sat inside that airtight room and never felt any breathing trouble for a single moment. Rather, she was overwhelmed with the transformation in her physical body effected by the Grace of Sri Sri Satyanarayan.
On this occasion, the coconut water which had become porridge tasted like Nectar and those of the followers who had savored the porridge on previous occasions, proclaimed that they had never tasted anything so sweet and delicious as the one on this occasion. The porridge invariably happened to be white in color, however, at the time of this Mahapuja, it was of almond color and a Divine Fragrance emanated from it.
I have endeavoured my to do best to describe this Mahapuja as faithfully as I can; but this is an occasion and incidence so joyful and so holy that mere words fail to describe it. Indeed, this is ineffable. I place this little endeavor of mine most humbly at the feet of Sri Sri Satyanarayan and Pujya Dadaji, whose Grace enabled my good lady and myself to experience the Divinity residing within us, with millions of prostrations in all humility, deep reverence and profound affection.
by Dr. R.L. Datta, President
International Solar Energy Society
Dr. R.L. Datta's remarks during Utsav 1973
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.
by Professor Nanilal Sen, MA, D Litt
Colonia, New Jersey, USA
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."
by Maco Stewart
NBC Television Journalist
Houston, Texas USA
A. Roy Chowdhury is the owner of a toy shop, about 80 years of age, has two children, grandchildren, and lives with his wife in Calcutta. He doesn't have an ashram, western followers, cosmetics, flowing saffron robe, or a Mercedes. Roy Chowdhury is called Dadaji (Elder Brother) by many thousands of Indians who have realized God in his presence. Among these are half the Indian cabinet and many of the leading industrialists, scientists, intellectuals, movie producers and actors.
This mild and loving Elder Brother has provoked a storm of controversy by his simple attacks upon traditional religions and the modern Gurus. About traditional religions Dadaji says: "God is not religious. He cares not for Christians, Jews, Buddhists, Muslims, Sikhs or Hindus. He loves and blesses the atheist also...why the temples, churches and Ashrams? No scriptures ask for them. They are the business of men, exploiters. Don't make a business out of God."
In the same vein he feels that all the traditional paths to self-realization and God-realization are so much humbug. He states that in each of these paths, be it acrobatic mental performances during meditation; the acrobatic torturing of the body by Yogic posture, the finer points of scholarship of the scriptures, the numbing repetition of mindless ritual, the masochistic deprivation of senses, or the grace of spiritual guidance of the Guru, are humbug and at best different forms of ego-attachment. As varying forms of ego-attachment that are temporarily substituted for other ego-attachments, these practices are often strong hindrances to enlightenment. "In remembering God and realizing His Love, there is no room for mental and physical acrobatics. Give up all outer appearances of religious attitude to realize Him. He decides the right time for an elevation to higher states. Do not force anything...let it all happen naturally."
Dadaji insists that he is not a Guru because the only Guru is God. Only God is the Doer of all things, everyone else is an actor. Dadaji says, "Wisdom is knowing you are only an actor. Ignorance is when you thinks you are not." Dadaji has a great emphasis upon work as Karma Yoga. The essential thing about work is to start and become immersed in it as God's way of the world, but do not become attached to it by expecting worldly results or by feeling that you are the creator or doer of the project. "Work itself is God, if it works of itself and you are a passive spectator...just perform the duties with which you are entrusted, faithfully, accepting His Will. Don't worry, for worry makes you the doer. Penance (work) is necessary for existence in this world, but not for Him." What Dadaji is saying is that we don't have to torture our minds or bodies to find God. Just doing our best in our daily lives is rough enough. Self-punishment of any type is some type of ego trip and has nothing to do with God. "Being a saint or monk has not to do with God but acceptance by tradition."
For Dadaji and those who have become God-realized in his presence, the experience is difficult to describe. The God within you is the sound of God's Name repeating itself in your heart, which they call the Mahanam, the Great Name. Dadaji advises, "Recite Mahanam casually in the midst of your daily life. The rest leave to Him, the Doer." The way that you arrive at this Name for this God within you is not particularly important to Dadaji. The experiences as written by hundreds of Dadaji's own fellow travelers are quite similar to my own. Other observers write that they produced a piece of paper of their own, which Dadaji had requested, and then with their own two hands held the paper on which miraculously appeared the Great Name, Mahanam, in red handwritten ink in any language or languages or scripts that might appeal to them. In my case, Dadaji took a piece of white paper from a pad on his own table, into the next room where I held the paper while touching my forehead to it on the marble. When Dadaji directed me to, I looked at the paper and in the upper left corner in red ink was written two Indian words which were for me the Mahanam. After reciting the Mahanam, with an inhalation of the first word and exhalation of the second, several times, Dadaji requested that I again look at the paper and the writing was gone. He then requested that I should not disclose this Mahanam to anyone. I agreed. I inhaled a marvelous musk spicy fragrance which filled the air around me, both then and throughout the entire day at various intervals.
Having read of this experience had by others, I had mentally requested the magical message to be in Swahili, since this was a language that I was relative sure would not be familiar to Dadaji nor would it ordinarily be associated with me. The fact that the piece of paper was not a piece that I had brought from the Oberoi Hotel, and the fact that the Mahanam did not appear in Swahili but in Hindi, was just fine by me. I had no expectation and the experience was immensely rewarding and stays with me a very great deal of the time.
After our first encounter I planned to leave that morning, without television crew, to go for another interview in Madras. Dadaji requested that I come to his house again that evening rather than go to Madras. Dadaji said he did not wish to have my entire television crew with our bulky equipment film what was personal between us, but that it was okay if I brought along a silent movie camera. I said fine, that I was looking forward to being with him again, but would appreciate an interview at the crack of dawn the next morning with full television crew since in Calcutta power fails at 9 a.m. This was agreed to by both of us in good spirits.
That evening I returned to his house with the Indian NBC cameraman, Mr. Bhasker, from Bombay. Dadaji met us in the early heat of the evening wearing only his Lungi, bare from the waist up. I was still in great spirit flowing with the Mahanam and had experienced this fragrance many times during the day.
Dadaji called me closer. While sitting at his feet, he stroked my back, my chest, and then from under my beard produced a beautiful watch that I am now wearing. It certainly is unique looking with beveled glass crystal, purple and silver face with gold marking and hands. My eyesight is so poor I couldn't read the original markings on the watch, which were read by Bhasker to me as "Nino, Swiss made". Dadaji then took the watch and touched it, whereupon the inscription was supposedly changed to "Sri Sri Satyanarayan, Made in Dreamland." Miracle or magic matters not to me. It is the holograph I have of my experience that is all-important.
I can understand well the feeling of those who have had the same experience as I: "Reaching a Divine orgasm when you are reunited with yourself...His secret footprints, His secret fragrance, His secret music follows in your heart and everywhere. God is the sound of your heartbeat, making love twenty-four hours a day."
Dadaji is very clear about the incompatibility of ego and self-realization. Unlike the other Gurus and religious thinkers, he believes that the ego can just drop away without any conscious effort or retraining. Dadaji sees the ego as the main thing separating an individual man from God and looks at Gurus and religion as manmade ego creations that keep one from seeing God. Your mind is attached to what you think others are thinking about you. Ego is the basis of many other blinding ailments. The 'I' becomes most important and God is not thought of. Someone gets their feelings hurt when criticized or is flattered when praised, that is ego. A criticism or praise is nothing but a word or sound, yet it affects deeply some center inside us. And, that is the seat of the ego. Unless you are shorn of ego and are beyond your mind, you cannot be in tune with Him.
Although Dadaji lives in a world of business and the family, he is still aware of human love as a possible attachment. Whenever there is the feeling that "I" possess another person there is ego-attachment. In America we are well aware of the romantic love centered syndrome where someone's true love has been "lost" or stolen like any other possession. Dadaji says, "Human love is fickle and fragile and imbued with egoism. Remember Him. His Love is pure and everlasting."
For Dadaji the ego is not destroyed, but drops away when the First Principle happens: Self-realization. The Second and Third Principles only happen when the First has already become manifest through the Mahanam within. The immediacy of time does not seem important to Dadaji. "This time of the body is temporary. We are actors and are paid according to our performance."
To Dadaji there are two forms of truth: the temporary changing truths of scientific theory and the Truth of God which is One with all things. It is this identity of Truth, Self and God, beyond scientific measurement or demonstration, that makes miracles part of reality according to Dadaji. God can cause inexplicable things to happen since He is beyond the limitations of time and space. Dadaji attributes any of the so-called miracles that happen in his presence not to himself as a doer or agent or instrument of God, but simply as an open witness to what God does on specific occasions.
Many miracles of all types, from materialization of objects, filling sealed rooms with drops of fragrant water on the floor and fragrance in the air, to curing the incurable and bringing people back into their bodies after death, are all attributed to Dadaji. According to the writings about such instances, one of the most common occurrences is for Dadaji to heal by long distance telephone calls. According to voluminous testimony, when Dadaji receives a call in Calcutta from even London or the United States, he asks the caller to place a cup of pure water before the phone receiver and it changes through the Mahanam into holy water. When the critically ill person tastes the water many thousands of miles away, the water has the holy fragrance associated with the presence of Dadaji. According to Dadaji, what distinguishes this type of miracle-working from that of others is that he does not wish to be seen as the doer of such a miracle, but merely the actor-spectator in a drama written by God.
Dadaji's criticism of the modern Guru phenomena to gain material wealth, fame, and worship by devotees, questions the motives of all Gurus. "No person can be a Guru. Each person has within the Guru, Who is God. Don't look to Gurus, Yogis, Babas and saints, look within. No person can initiate you into God. This is all humbugism and exploitation. As soon as you say, 'I am the Guru, I am the doer,' you are an egoist. When those who sell God realize Him, they will be out of business."
Dadaji advocates the full use of all your senses as having been put into human body as part of God. As long as one keeps repeating the Name of God to oneself, one's senses will never usurp one's being. Sex, like the other senses, like eating and drinking are things of the body which are fed by the Spirit so that all of life should become a continuing celebration. "Remember Him, do your duty, enjoy."