Another thing happened to me in a fishing village near A., on the seashore, where there is a temple dedicated to Kali - a terrible Kali. I don't know what happened to her, but she had been buried with only her head sticking out! A fantastic story - I knew nothing about it at all. I was going by car from A. to this temple and halfway there a black form, in great agitation, came rushing towards me, asking for my help: 'I'll give you everything I have - all my power, all the people's worship - if you help me to become omnipotent'! Of course, I answered her as she deserved! I later asked who this was, and they told me that some sort of misfortune had befallen her and she had been buried with only her head above ground. And every year this fishing village has a festival and slaughters thousands of chickens - she likes chicken! Thousands of chickens. They pluck them on the spot (the whole place gets covered with feathers), and then, after offering the blood and making the sacrifice, the people, naturally, eat them all up. The day I came this had taken place that very morning - feathers littered everywhere! It was disgusting. And she was asking for my help! But the curious thing is that these vital beings are aware of what is happening. I knew nothing about any of it, neither the story, nor the being, nor the head sticking out of the ground - and she wanted me to get her out of it. They 'feel' the atmosphere. They are aware - they may not be conscious on higher planes, but they are conscious on vital planes, aware of vital power and the vital force it represents.... It's like this asura from M.: when I came in he suddenly seemed to tremble on his pedestal; then he left his idol and came to seek my alliance. But it's strange.... page 196 , Mother's Agenda , volume - 2 - 29th April - 1961

This type of thing has happened to me very, very often - four times with snakes. There was one incident here near the fishing village of Ariankuppam, a place where a river empties into the sea. Night had fallen swiftly, it was pitch dark, and I was walking along a road when right in the middle of a step (I had already lifted my foot and was about to lower it), I distinctly heard a voice in my ear: "Watch out!" Yet no one had spoken. So I looked, and just as my foot was about to touch the ground, I saw an enormous black cobra right where I was casually going to put my foot. Those fellows don't like that sort of thing! It slithered away and swam across the water - what a beauty, mon petit! Hood wide open, head held high, he swam across like a king. I would certainly have been punished for my impertinence! page 99 , Mother's Agenda , volume 3 , 27th Feb 1962

I came across a man who had that blue light ... but I found him rather formidable. He looked after all the religious rites and priests of B.'s state. He came here and asked to see me. I saw him on a December 9 (I think) when I paid a visit to the estate at Aryankuppam. I was walking in the gardens when suddenly I felt something pulling at me - and none too gently! I turned around and saw a tall man, standing and staring at me. So (I didn't know who he was, no one had told me), I stared back and simply "answered" his impudence! And pfft! it just fell off. I was surprised. Later (I had not yet been told who he was), he asked to see me. When he entered the room, I felt ... I felt a solid being. I don't know how to define it, I had never before felt it in a human being - solid. As solid as rock. Extraordinarily solid - coagulated, an edifice. And quite powerful, I must say. Not like an arrow (gesture upward) but all around him. Then it was very funny (because there's no doubt he must have had an awesome effect on people instantly, without a word or anything), but I answered ... in my own way, with something else! He entered the room wearing some kind of religious headdress, I can't say what, and intending to be very arrogant. He went past me stiffly, and suddenly what do I see but the man do his pranam. [[Pranam: prostration. ]] He stepped back, took off his hat and did his pranam. And stayed that way for nearly a quarter of an hour. And it was interesting, his response was interesting. Then he started talking to me (someone translated - he spoke in Hindi, I think), asking me to take care of B. I said something in turn, and then thought strongly, "Now, time is up, it can't last forever!" (He had already been there for more than fifteen minutes.) And suddenly I see him stiffen, put his thing back on his head, and go. He's the only man who gave me that sensation in my whole life. And it seems that when he went back there, in B.'s state, he told everyone he had never seen such a thing! That people could trust I was really the Mother! That's the effect it had on him: something that was able to keep him at bay. A rather funny thing was that the day before, he had met N., and N. told me, "When that man entered my room, he stared at me, and I felt forbidden to speak - I wanted to say something but my mouth remained sealed! He froze me with a look, I couldn't utter a word!" That's the kind of man he is, he's used to that sort of thing. The most solid man I have ever seen - I mean, a ... oh, a remarkably organized individuality. He must be holding a tight grip on himself. With Sri Aurobindo ... you felt as if you entered into an infinity, always, and so soft, so soft! Always like ... something soft, I don't know. With vibrations that, on the contrary, always made you wide, peaceful - you felt as if you were touching something limitless. But that man, a MASS, ooh! harder than iron. Truly interesting. And he was blue. His aura was blue, with blue pulsations - not radiating out or upward, but coagulated all around him. A blue like the sea when it's very deep, very tranquil, but luminous. A magnificent blue. page 90-91 , Mother's Agenda , volume 4 , 19th March 1963