Divine Experiences in Kodaikanal - by Shri.Anil Kumar

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Taken from Shri.Anil Kumar's Experiences : We had a number of occasions to put questions to Bhagavan and He, the compassionate Lord, in all His Infinite Mercy, responded to our questions. This I would like to share with you. Bhagavan never said this next statement, which I am going to share with you, but it is the feeling of the devotees. I am not saying that Bhagavan has said it. I am highly cautious in my wording in the structure of the sentence. Bhagavan has never said it. But it is the feeling of most of the devotees that Prashanti Nilayam, being a crowded place, Prashanti Nilayam, being a place full of heads of governments from different countries, full of members of the

Organisation office bearers, full of educational institutions, Bhagavan is so busy. We find Bhagavan is very, very busy every day here in Prashanti Nilayam. Therefore, devotees feel that Prashanti Nilayam is His office, where the Boss is very, very busy. He’s very busy. Then the devotee’s say that Whitefield there at Bangalore is His residence, is His home, where the Master is living rather leisurely, rather relaxed. There He talks to students. He talks to everybody. There in Brindavan, Whitefield, in the evening, we have ‘Trayee’ sessions. There in Bangalore, the main residence of Bhagavan is called ‘Trayee’. ‘Trayee’ means three Vedic texts. Vedic texts are only three. But the fourth one, Sama Veda, is the music part of it. If you go by the textual content, if you go by the

textual matter, Vedas are only three. The fourth, Sama Veda, is the music part of it. So that Brindavan building is called ‘Trayee’ Brindavan and we have everyday a session. Swami is surrounded by students and some special invitees. He talks to everybody and He calls everyone by name. Therefore, Brindavan, according to the devotees, is His residence, is His home, while Kodaikanal is His playfield. Kodaikanal is His playfield, full of fun and frolic, full of humor, full of smiles! It is rather very difficult to feel that He is God. On the one hand, He makes you feel, He sees to it, that He is God. On the other hand, He sees to it that you forget that He is God because He can’t stand this distancing of company. Suddenly He gets into your bedroom and He sits on the same cot where you sleep and He

comments on your dress and hairstyle. He thinks and speaks of your personal habits not known to anybody. He gets into the inner recesses of your heart and speaks loudly all of the secrets that you don’t want the public to know. It is very, very embarrassing! Very, very embarrassing! SWAMI WAS CHECKING ON MY CLOTHES To share with you a little thing that had happened there: As you know, all men here wear white dresses. Well, I don’t want my white dress to be mixed up with others. So that it could be spotted immediately, so that my dress could be collected earlier than others, somehow I took the precaution to write my initials on the back

collar here: K.A. Well, that morning the washer-man brought all the clothes and kept it on my cot. I never dreamt that Bhagavan would step into my bedroom. I was not there that day. I went round the lake along with students there in Kodaikanal. Swami went in and saw these clothes and asked somebody, "To whom do they belong?" One lecturer said, "Swami, they belong to Anil Kumar." Then He said, "Anil Kumar should be A.K. It cannot be K.A. How is it that he wrote his initials K.A.? It should be A.K." And that lecturer picked up some courage and said, "Swami, K. is his surname, Kamaraju. A. is Anil Kumar. Kamaraju, Anil Kumar.Oh, I see." By the time we returned, this lecturer humbly, silently, and softly whispered into my ear what had

transpired in my absence . OK. Please believe me, my friends. After fifteen days, in the public hall, while Bhagavan started giving His discourse, He said, "This country needs men of sacrifice, Tyagaraju! This country needs men of spiritual practice, Yogaraju! This country does not need Kamaraju, the one of desire! This country does not need Bhogaraju, the one of affluence and pleasure." And He then peeped into my eyes. Then I started shivering which some must have noticed also. So, such beautiful things, intimate things which we cannot forget in a lifetime, they do happen there in Kodaikanal. Therefore, Kodaikanal is the playfield of God.

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