THE GRACE OF THE MOTHER   maganbhai desai   I was simply a country lad, way back, without any hopes or future. Far removed from any city, I did not know if I would see a high school, let alone a college. But my father was ambi­tious and wanted to see me at least a matriculate. And luckily I got a chance.     Since the age of fourteen I have had a strange pull for re­ligious life. I lived a spartan life, slept on a plank and ate the simplest kind of food. But a hankering for spiritual life was constantly there and hence a search for a Guru. I met a number of them — all types, all creeds and kinds but I was somehow not satisfied. Unconsciously, the idea of heaven aft