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Reminiscences 2011 Nov

Reminiscences 2011 Nov

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PART ONEGURU'S GRACE1.INTRODUCTIONBY T. K. SUNDARESA IYER`A LIFETIME WITH BHAGAVAN'
IN 1908, when I was 12 years old,Bhagavan was still inVirupaksha Cave.Mycousin,Krishnamurthy,used to go toBhagavan every day and sing songs of devotion and worship before him. Oneday I asked him where hewent daily. He told me: "The Lord of the
 
Hill Himself is sitting there in humanform. Why don't you come with me?" Itoo climbed the hill and found Bhagavansitting on a stone slab, with about tendevotees around him. Each would sing asong. Bhagavan turned to me and asked,"Well, won't you sing a song?" One of Sundaramurthy's songs came to mymind and I sang it. It's meaning was: "Noother support I have except Thy HolyFeet. By holding on to them, I shall winyour grace. Great men sing your praise,Oh Lord. Grant that my tongue mayrepeat Thy Name even when my mindstrays." "Yes, that is what must bedone," said Bhagavan, and I took it to be
 
his teaching for me. From that time on Iwent to him regularly for several years,never missing a day. One day I wonderedwhy I was visiting him at all. What wasthe use? There seemed to be no inneradvancement. Going up the hill wasmeaningless toil. I decided to end myvisits on the hill. For one hundred daysexactly I did not see Bhagavan. On thehundred and first day I could suffer nolonger and ran to Skandasramam,above Virupaksha Cave. Bhagavan sawme climbing, got up and came forwardto meet me. When I fell at his feet, Icould not restrain myself and burst outin tears. I clung to them and would not

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