ON REMEMBERING AMRITA-DA WHENEVER we try to relive the memories of these great men—or should I say great souls—the memories that they have left behind for us, we must always remember that with one's mind or outer mental perspective one cannot understand or perceive the real soul. When we meet these great beings, we look at them each with our own limited individual ignorant consciousness, that is, through our own unconsciousness. Then again, these great souls, when they come on earth they take up a human form representing an aspect of human consciousness or terrestrial consciousness. And naturally this outer form is an aspect of that ignorance. All souls, big or

AMRITA-DA (Born: 19.9.1895, Died: 31.1.1969) IN A VILLAGE about 15 km north-west of Pondicherry, a boy called Aravamudachari heard the name Aurobindo along with other great names like Bal Gangadhar Tilak, Bepin Chandra Pal and Lala Lajpatrai. It was the time when Independence, Foreign Rule, Slavery were the cries that filled the skies and those names reached the ears of the village-boy too, being continually talked of in that village and all around. But strangely enough, and probably not all that strange after all, since decreed by the Divine, Aravamudachari's heart and soul were caught by only one name...just to hear that name—Aurobindo—was enough. It remained a mystery

OLD LONG SINCE (By Amrita) (1) In our village and all around, four names of four great personages were being continually talked of. It was the time when Independence, Foreign Rule, Slavery were the cries that used to fill the sky. And the four great names that reached our, ears in this connection were Tilak, Bipinchandra Pal, Lajpatrai (Lal-Bal-Pal) and Aurobindo. Of these only one name caught my heart and soul. Just to hear the name — Aurobindo — was enough. All the four persons were pioneers in the service of the country, great leaders of the front rank. Why then did one name only out of the four touch me exclusively? For ma

-01_Publisher^s Note.htm AMRITA BIRTH CENTENARY - 1995 *************************************************** Amrita A Sketch by the Mother ***************************************************** Amrita with the Mother ***************************************************** Publisher's Note This book commemorates the life and work of K. Amrita, one of the earliest disciples of Sri Aurobindo and the Mother. Originally named Aravamudachari, Amrita was born in 1895 into a Brahmin family in a village near Pondicherry in South India. As a boy in his teens he heard the name of Sri Aurobindo as one of the leaders of the freedom struggle going on in the countr

-08_Amrita(A Poem).htm PART TWO AMRITA The Creator in His dreaming has created this immortal thing in creation, Figuring as a common creature, forgetful of his Self: A mystic reason makes Him hide His own form and nature, Ever at labour in working out the Impossible: To transfigure Nature, to establish the Transcendent here on the bosom of material Earth, To feed the divine sacrificial Fire with this human body, With this bounded frame. Lo, the timeless hero worker with his flaming faith, Indifferent to the rude impacts of Reality, Dreaming of the victorious Mother's wonder dreams, Shaping in his heart of hearts the golden garde

PART - ONE HE GAVE US THE FEELING OF INFINITE WHEN people ask me to narrate my experiences of Sri Aurobindo, I have only one answer to give. What can be said about this Mahapurusha? And who can say that? However we might praise him and whatever the superlatives we might employ for the purpose, all that appears to be utterly inadequate to describe him. So, when I am asked to narrate my experience, I am bewildered. I will set down just o