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IN MEMORY OF AMRITA
SPEAKING about Amrita, the first picture that comes to one's mind
is his sense of humour, even at the age of 70 years, his wisdom,
experience and the intense responsibility of yoga, instead of blunting
his sense of humour only enhanced it as time passed. Here I could
not draw a similarity between him and Sri Aurobindo. I once asked
Sri Aurobindo about the source of his tremendous humour to which
he replied in a mysterious manner 'Raso vai Sa' (He is indeed the
Rasa). It looks as though Amrita had found an access to that secret.
In the beginning, as I didn't know him closely, I was not aware of
his deep sense of humour. Later his 'divine levity' totall
VISIONS AND VOICES
EVOLUTION OF BEAUTY
I
Beauty standing motionless
in meditation is beauty of form,
Beauty moving and shining in meditation is
beauty of life,
Beauty thinking in
meditation is beauty of thought—
The Spirit of beauty is
thus standing, moving and thinking
from the far off
beyonds.
II
Man first sought for the beautiful in the
body of creation draped in all forms.
She was too unmoving for him and was
standing wondrous and elusive.
Then defeated in his quest he sought for her in
the quick life of all creation.
There too she was too quick for him
and was moving wondrous and elusive.
Then aga
ON AMRITA*
ONE of Amrita's nieces informed me that 1995 would mark his
birth-centenary. This piece of news has prodded my memory.
Here are some reminiscences of him, a little rambling, I am afraid,
but as true to fact as I can make them. They are not selective with an
eye to presenting him solely in a rosy light. He was a frank unpretentious friend and what I am writing is faithful to his own temper.
Most of this sketch is based on his own report of things. Here and
there that report has entailed some digressive but relevant passages
on others.
I am starting with the day I reached Pondicherry: December 16,
1927—in my twenty-third year. When the metre-gauge train from
Egmore tou
Resource name: /E-Library/Disciples/Amrita/English/Birth Centenary/Amrita-da-the Ever Living One.htm
AMRITA—THE EVER LIVING ONE
WE JOINED the Ashram in 1937 and we were then living at the
end of Rue Dumas, opposite our present Park Guest house. We
knew only a few Ashramites like Amal, Purani, Ambu etc. I did not
meet Amrita then. In 1940 the Mother sent us to Delhi to work with
the Civil Aviation Department of the Government to help in the war
effort. The Mother brought us back in 1941 and we were given a
house near the Ashram, opposite the Library, the Red House. She also
gave me the work that had to be done for Golconde. Then I really
came in contact with Amrita and I liked him at once. He took me to
the place where I had to work, a place with only a tiled sh
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EXTRACT FROM THE MOTHER'S TALK
17 May 1969
... for Amrita [who left his body on 31 January, following a heart
attack], it was something else again. Amrita used to come in spite
of his illness, he came to see me every day; he came up in the
morning and sat there, and he came up once again in the evening
(you saw what labour it was for him to climb stairs). Then when
he left—the doctor had told him: "You can't go upstairs for a
month"; and afterwards, he came during the daytime: he didn't
accept it, he left his body and came—he came right straight to me.
But then, with him, it was in his form, but more subtle, but it was
very definite [Mother draws a contour outl
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
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AMRITA
BIRTH CENTENARY -
1995
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Amrita
A Sketch by the Mother
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Amrita with the Mother
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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
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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