Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Nothing Ever Happened - David Godman

In this book excerpt, Papaji describes what happened when he asked Ramana Maharshi to show him God. Sri Ramana said God cannot be seen, but as he spoke, Papaji's heart center opened.


SHORTLY AFTER MY RETURN [home] a sadhu appeared at our door, asking for food. I invited him in, offered him some food and asked him the question that was uppermost in my mind. 'Can you show me God? If not, do you know of anyone who can?' Much to my surprise he gave me a positive answer. 'Yes, I know a person who can show you God. If you go and see that man, everything will be all right for you. His name is Ramana Maharshi.'

Not having heard of him before, I asked where he lived and was told, 'Sri Ramanasramam, Tiruvannamalai'. Since I had never heard of the place either, I asked him for directions to get there. 

He gave me detailed instructions: 'Take a train to Madras. When you get to Madras, go to Egmore station. That is where the metre gauge trains leave from. Take a train from there to a place called Villupuram. You have to change trains there. Then catch a train from there to Tiruvannamalai.'

I wrote all these details down with mixed feelings. I was very happy to hear that there was at least one man in India who could show me God, but I also knew that I had no means of getting to see him. I had spent all the money I had saved from my spell in the army on my unsuccessful pilgrimage, and I knew that my father would not give me any assistance. He disapproved of my spiritual trips, feeling, with some justification, that I should be devoting my time instead to supporting my family.

When I told my father that I wanted to go to the South to see yet one more swami, he exploded with anger.

'What about your wife and children?' he demanded. 'Was it not enough to leave the army that you must now rush to the other end of India, indulging in your mad search for spiritual adventures?' 

Obviously, no help would be forthcoming from that quarter. 

Shortly afterwards I went into town and happened to meet one of my old friends. He was running a tea stall. 

'I haven't seen you for a long time,' he remarked. 'I heard a story that you resigned your commission in the army.'

'Yes,' I replied, 'I have given it up for good.'

'So what are you doing now?' he enquired.

'Nothing,' I answered. 'I am looking for some sort of job.'  

"Having just been reminded of my unemployed state, I turned to the page that listed all the job advertisements."

'Well, sit down,' he said. 'I will give you some milk to drink. 

Since you are not employed at the moment, you don't need to pay.'

I sat down and began to glance through newspaper that was lying on one of the tables. Having just been reminded of my unemployed state, I turned to the page that listed all the job advertisements. One vacancy seemed to be tailor-made for me: 'Ex-army officer required in Madras.' The British army was looking for an ex-officer to manage all the stores in a canteen that was being run for British servicemen. I looked for the address to apply to and found that the contractor who had placed the advertisement was based in Peshawar, a nearby city. I sent my application there, along with a photo of myself in army uniform, and was immediately engaged. Not only that, the contractor gave me money to get to Madras and told me that I need not report for duty for one month. I thus got money to go to the Maharshi and an opportunity to spend time in his presence before I reported for work.


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