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Life of Nag Mahasay, a Saintly Disciple of Sri Ramakrishna

Life of Nag Mahasay, a Saintly Disciple of Sri Ramakrishna



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Life of Nag Mahasay (Durgacharan Nag) a Saint-Disciple of Sri Ramakrishna, by Sarat Chandra Chakravarti, a disciple of Swami Vivekananda.
Life of Nag Mahasay (Durgacharan Nag) a Saint-Disciple of Sri Ramakrishna, by Sarat Chandra Chakravarti, a disciple of Swami Vivekananda.

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By Sarat Chandra Chakravarti,a disciple of Swami Vivekananda.(Durga Charan Nag)1846-1899
Let us introduce the life of this great saint, with the ever-memorable words of Swami Vivekananda: "I have traveled far indifferent parts of the globe, but nowhere could I meet a great soullike Nagmahashaya."
 There is a small village, Deobhog by name, at a mile's distancefrom the port of Narayangunj in Eastern Bengal, (now Bangladesh),where Saint Durgacharan Nag, commonly known as Nagmahashaya,was born on the 6th day of Bhadra, 1253 B.S., corresponding to the21st August, 1846 A.D. It was the first lunar day of the lightfortnight. The moon was in the Leo of the Zodiac. His father's namewas Dindayal, and his mother Tripurasundari. Their ancestral homewas at Tilerdi. Deobhog had been their subsequent settlement fortwo or three generation. Dindayal had two sisters. Bhagavati, theelder, became a widow at the age of nine and remained with herbrother till her death; but nothing of any importance has beenknown in respect of the younger sister Bharati. It is said that sheseldom visited her brother's home and pre-deceased her eldersister.Besides Durgacharan, two daughters and a son were born toDindayal. But of these, Saradamani, (who was born next toDurgacharan) alone survived while the others succumbed toailments in their childhood. And the mother Tripurasundari passedaway soon after she gave birth to her youngest son.Thus Nagmahashaya and his younger sister Saradamani lost theirmother at the early age of eight and four years respectively.Dindayal never thought of taking a second wife and so the task of bringing up the boy and the girl devolved upon their good sisterBhagavati, who eagerly filled the vacant seat of their mother,though of the two children the boy was particularly dear to her.Remembering the tender affection and care of Bhagavati,Nagmahashaya used to say, "This aunt of mine must have been mymother in my prior lives."Dindayal was a pious, orthodox Hindu. He was employed on avery low salary in the form of Messrs. Rajkumar and Hari Charan PalChoudhuri of Kumartuli in Calcutta. Dindayal had only a tilled hut atKumartuli to live in.The Pals looked upon Dindayal more as one of their family thanas an ordinary servant. They had great faith in the pious, truthfuland contented nature of Dindayal. He was never asked to submitany account. Once there was a discrepancy of a few thousandrupees in the account. The proprietors had such confidence inDindayal that they never suspected him in this connection. So theyordered the whole amount to be written off. About a year after thisincident, the cause of the discrepancy was found out, and thatserved only to strengthen their faith in Dindayal all the more. Sincethen the Pals used to take special care to see that Dindayal earned
more. Another noteworthy incident of these times may be citedhere.The Pals were exporters of salt, and occasionally they had todispatch the commodity by boats to Narayangunj. The route laythrough a dense forest and was haunted by pirates; so a brave andfaithful officer was always deputed to accompany everyconsignment.Once Dindayal was going on such an errand. On entering theSunderbuns, it became quite dark before the boat could reach aplace of safety. So Dindayal was afraid to proceed further; andseeing a big dilapidated house close by and two cottages of peasants in it's neighborhood, he ordered the boat to be anchored.All the boatmen, having finished their supper, went to sleep. ButDindayal alone keeping a stout stick by his side, remained awake,and 'smoked' away the whole night. Gradually the night wore awayinto morning and about five o'clock Dindayal went down from theboat and walked a few paces towards the dilapidated house to easehimself. Being restless by nature, in one place he began to scratchthe earth with his fingers; and lo! he felt something like a coinunderneath. His curiosity was heightened and he removed a lump of mud from the place and found to his astonishment a pot full of goldcoins! He took out a few and found them on examination to be coinsof ancient times. He put them back beneath the earth, got up in allhaste and ordered the boat to set sail immediately. He did not allowthem even breathing space; for he said later on, "Avarice crept onme slowly and I wished to become rich. Suddenly the thoughtoccurred that it might belong to some Brahmin in which case Ishould have to suffer eternal hell! So, quick as thought I left theplace and ran away from the temptation."Of Nagmahashaya's boyhood, very little is known. Tradition has itthat he was sweet-tongued, well-behaved and modest. He was of astrong and health frame and looked exceedingly beautiful with hislong hair flowing gracefully from the head. Of jewels and otheradornments, he had none at all save two silver bangles. But thoughunadorned he looked more beautiful than the rest of the boys onaccount of his natural beauty. Whenever the ladies of theneighborhood saw him they would always take him up on their lapsand dandle him. But there was one peculiar trait in him that hewould not eat anything that was offered by strangers.In the evening the serene child would look towards the starryfirmament and remain long alone gazing at those twinkling lightsoverhead, "Dear mamma," the boy would fondly say to his aunt,

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