{"id":1632,"date":"2013-07-13T01:36:07","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:36:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=1632"},"modified":"2013-07-13T01:36:07","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:36:07","slug":"04-life-in-baroda-1893-1906-vol-35-letters-on-himself-and-the-ashram","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/01-works-of-sri-aurobindo\/03-cwsa\/35-letters-on-himself-and-the-ashram\/04-life-in-baroda-1893-1906-vol-35-letters-on-himself-and-the-ashram","title":{"rendered":"-04_Life in Baroda, 1893 &#8211; 1906.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"<div align=\"center\">\n<table border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"0\" style=\"border-collapse: collapse\" width=\"100%\" id=\"table1\">\n<tr>\n<td>\n<p><b> <\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\"><font size=\"4\">Life in Baroda, 1893 <\/b>&#8211;<b><br \/>\n1906<\/b><\/font><\/span><span lang=\"en-gb\"><br \/>\n<\/span> <\/p>\n<p><b> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\">The Swaying Sensation<\/span><\/b><span lang=\"en-gb\"><br \/>\n &nbsp;<br \/>\n \t\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\">I was standing on a scaffolding which was swinging to and fro.<br \/>\n At one point I saw the walls nearby swinging like a pendulum.<br \/>\n I understood the reason, but the sight of swinging walls was<br \/>\n so vivid that I put my hand on the wall nearby to convince<br \/>\n myself that it was not moving  yet the &#8220;eye-mind&#8221; refused<br \/>\n to accept the evidence of the &#8220;touch-mind&#8221;! <\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t<span lang=\"en-gb\">But what was it due to? The sense of swinging of the scaffolding<br \/>\n communicating itself to the walls as it were in the impression<br \/>\n upon some brain centre? After travelling long in a boat I had<br \/>\n once or twice the swaying sense of it after coming off it, as if<br \/>\n the land about me was tossing like the boat  of course a subtle<br \/>\n physical impression, but vivid enough. <\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\">\n\t<span lang=\"en-gb\"><br \/>\n\t<font size=\"2\">4 April 1935<br \/>\n <\/font><br \/>\n \t<\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\"><b>Maharashtrian Cooking<\/b><br \/>\n &nbsp;<br \/>\n \t\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\">I was just invited by the Dewas Maharaja for tea. I hope he<br \/>\n will give me good cakes! <\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t<span lang=\"en-gb\">I hope it did not turn out like my first taste of Mahratti cookery<br \/>\n  when for some reason my dinner was <\/span><br \/>\n<i><span lang=\"fr\">non est<\/span><span lang=\"en-gb\"> <\/span> <\/i><br \/>\n\t<span lang=\"en-gb\"><span lang=\"en-gb\">and somebody<br \/>\n sent to my neighbour, a Mahratta professor, for food. I took one<br \/>\n mouthful and only one. Oh God! sudden hellfire in the mouth<br \/>\n could not have been more surprising. Enough to burn down the<br \/>\n whole of London in one wild agonising swoop of flame! <\/span><\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\">\n\t<span lang=\"en-gb\"><br \/>\n\t<font size=\"2\">15 September 1936<br \/>\n <\/font><br \/>\n \t<\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\"><b>An Attack of Smallpox<\/b><br \/>\n &nbsp;<br \/>\n <\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\">A book says one attack of smallpox generally protects for life;<br \/>\n but second attacks are not uncommon.<br \/>\n &nbsp;<br \/>\n\t\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\"><br \/>\n<font size=\"2\">Page <font face=\"Times New Roman\">\u2013 <\/font>13<\/font><br \/>\n<\/span> <\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t<span lang=\"en-gb\">Well, there are people who say that smallpox attacks immunise<br \/>\n for only a few years.<br \/>\n\t\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;text-indent:25pt\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\">But if it is as you say, then there are others, I suppose. There<br \/>\n is <i>X <\/i>among the servants for instance who nearly died of small<br \/>\n pox. I myself had a slight attack in Baroda soon after I came<br \/>\n from England  so you needn&#8217;t try to come up and vaccinate<br \/>\n me.<br \/>\n <\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\">\n\t<span lang=\"en-gb\"><br \/>\n\t<font size=\"2\">13 April 1937<br \/>\n <\/font><br \/>\n \t<\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\"><b>The Power of Prayer<\/b><br \/>\n &nbsp;<br \/>\n \t\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\">As for prayer, no hard and fast rule can be laid down. Some<br \/>\n prayers are answered, all are not. An example? The eldest<br \/>\n daughter of my Mesho, K. K. Mitra, editor of<br \/>\n<i>Sanjibani<\/i>, not<br \/>\n by any means a romantic, occult, supraphysical or even imaginative person, was abandoned by the doctors after using every<br \/>\n resource, all medicines stopped as useless. The father said &#8220;There<br \/>\n is only God now, let us pray.&#8221; He did, and from that moment<br \/>\n the girl began to recover, typhoid fever and all its symptoms<br \/>\n fled, death also. I know any number of cases like that. Well? You<br \/>\n may ask why should not then all prayers be answered? But why<br \/>\n should they be? It is not a machinery  put a prayer in the slot<br \/>\n and get your asking. Besides, considering all the contradictory<br \/>\n things mankind is praying for at the same moment, God would<br \/>\n be in a rather awkward hole, if he had to grant all of them  it<br \/>\n wouldn&#8217;t do. <\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\">\n\t<span lang=\"en-gb\"><br \/>\n\t<font size=\"2\">7 October 1936<br \/>\n <\/font><br \/>\n \t<\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\"><b>The Charm of Kashmir<\/b><br \/>\n &nbsp;<br \/>\n\t\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\">Quite agree with your estimate of Kashmir. The charm of its<br \/>\n mountains and rivers and the ideal life dawdling along in the<br \/>\n midst of a supreme beauty in the slowly moving leisure of a<br \/>\n houseboat  that was a kind of earthly Paradise  also writing<br \/>\n poetry on the banks of the Jhelum where it rushes down Kashmir<br \/>\n towards the plains. Unfortunately there was the over-industrious<br \/>\n Gaekwar to cut short the Paradise! His idea of Paradise was<br \/>\n going through administrative papers and making myself and<br \/>\n others write speeches for which he got all the credit. But after<br \/>\n &nbsp; <\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\"><br \/>\n<font size=\"2\">Page <font face=\"Times New Roman\">\u2013 <\/font>14<\/font><br \/>\n<\/span> <\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t<span lang=\"en-gb\">all, according to the nature, to each one his Eden.<br \/>\n <\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\">\n\t<span lang=\"en-gb\"><br \/>\n\t<font size=\"2\">7 November 1938<br \/>\n <\/font><br \/>\n \t<\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\"><b>The Age of Swami Brahmananda<\/b><br \/>\n &nbsp;<br \/>\n \t\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;margin-left:25pt\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\">Captain Guha, an Assistant Surgeon, asked me whether there<br \/>\n was any proof that Swami Brahmananda of Chandod lived<br \/>\n for 400 years. Could you possibly enlighten me? <\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t<span lang=\"en-gb\">There is no incontrovertible proof. 400 years is an exaggeration.<br \/>\n It is known however that he lived on the banks of the Narmada for 80 years and when he arrived there, he was already<br \/>\n in appearance at the age when maturity turns towards over<br \/>\n ripeness. He was when I met him just before his death a man<br \/>\n of magnificent physique showing no signs of old age except<br \/>\n white beard and hair, extremely tall, robust, able to walk any<br \/>\n number of miles a day and tiring out his younger disciples,<br \/>\n walking too so swiftly that they tended to fall behind, a great<br \/>\n head and magnificent face that seemed to belong to men of<br \/>\n more ancient times. He never spoke of his age or of his past<br \/>\n either except for an occasional almost accidental utterance. One<br \/>\n of these was spoken to a disciple of his well known to me, a<br \/>\n Baroda Sardar, Mazumdar (it was on the top storey of his house<br \/>\n by the way that I sat with Lele in Jan. 1908 and had a decisive<br \/>\n experience of liberation and Nirvana). Mazumdar learned that<br \/>\n he was suffering from a bad tooth and brought him a bottle of<br \/>\n Floriline, a toothwash then much in vogue. The Yogi refused<br \/>\n saying, &#8220;I never use medicines. My one medicine is Narmada<br \/>\n water. As for this tooth I have suffered from it since the days of<br \/>\n Bhao Girdi.&#8221; Bhao Girdi was the Maratha general Sadashiv Rao<br \/>\n Bhao who disappeared in the battle of Panipat and his body was<br \/>\n never found. Many formed the conclusion that Brahmananda<br \/>\n was himself Bhao Girdi, but this was an imagination. Nobody<br \/>\n who knew Brahmananda would doubt any statement of his<br \/>\n he was a man of perfect simplicity and truthfulness and did not<br \/>\n seek fame or to impose himself. When he died he was still in full<br \/>\n strength and his death came not by decay but by the accident<br \/>\n of blood poisoning through a rusty nail that entered into his<br \/>\n &nbsp; <\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\"><br \/>\n<font size=\"2\">Page <font face=\"Times New Roman\">\u2013 <\/font>15<\/font><br \/>\n<\/span> <\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t<span lang=\"en-gb\">foot as he walked on the sands of the Narmada. I had spoken<br \/>\n to the Mother about him, that was why she mentioned him<br \/>\n in her <i>Conversations <\/i>which were not meant for the public<br \/>\n otherwise she might not have said anything as the longevity of<br \/>\n Brahmananda to more than 200 years depends only on his own<br \/>\n casual word and is a matter of faith in his word. There is no<br \/>\n &#8220;legal&#8221; proof of it. I may say that three at least of his disciples<br \/>\n to my knowledge kept an extraordinary aspect and energy of<br \/>\n youth even to a comparatively late or quite advanced age  but<br \/>\n this perhaps may be not uncommon among those who practise<br \/>\n both Raja and Hatha Yoga together. <\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\">\n\t<span lang=\"en-gb\"><br \/>\n\t<font size=\"2\">1 February 1936<br \/>\n <\/font><br \/>\n \t<\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\"><b>Learning Gujarati<\/b><br \/>\n &nbsp;<br \/>\n <\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t<span lang=\"en-gb\">I learned Gujarati not for the literature but because it was the<br \/>\n language of Baroda where I had to live for 13 years. I have now<br \/>\n picked it up again because there are so many Gujarati sadhaks<br \/>\n who do not know English  just as I am picking up Hindi now.<br \/>\n <\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\">\n\t<span lang=\"en-gb\"><br \/>\n\t<font size=\"2\">25 December 1935<br \/>\n<\/font><br \/>\n\t<\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\">&nbsp;<br \/>\n<\/span> <\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<span lang=\"en-gb\"><br \/>\n<font size=\"2\">Page <font face=\"Times New Roman\">\u2013 <\/font>16<\/font><\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Life in Baroda, 1893 &#8211; 1906 &nbsp; The Swaying Sensation &nbsp; &nbsp; I was standing on a scaffolding which was swinging to and fro. 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