Nolini-da, Amrita-da and Some other Sadhaks as I Knew them   I don't know how to begin to speak about my contact with Nolini-da. For it was neither very close nor very distant. There are those of my generation who may be able to say many interesting things regarding their relation with Nolini-da, again others may not. But as I had neither of the two, yet feel once in a while I was in his thoughts.        The very second day of my arrival at Pondicherry I was introduced to three middle aged Sadhaks. One was Biren-da of Press. He always wore dhoti and chadar and he had long hair which fell up to his waist. Near The Ashram gate, Suren Datta, my