A READING from: "In The Company of The Holy Mother"
(available at all Vedanta Centres)
Jayrambati, 12 June, 1913:
Mother was discussing the Master's Illness: "Every day I would give him six to eight pounds of milk, sometimes as much as ten pounds. The man who brought his cow and milked it here for us would give me more than my share. He used to say, 'Those fellows take home the milk intended for KAli and give it to whom God knows. If I leave some here, at least the Master will have it.'
"Indeed, he was very devout. I used to give him sandesh, rasogollas, and other sweetmeats that I had at hand - people used to send large quantities of them in those days. I would boil the milk and reduce it to two or three pounds. He used to ask, 'How much?' I would answer, 'Why, a little more than two pounds.' 'Then why did Golap say it was more?' 'She doesn't know. How can she know our measures? How can she possibly guess the capacity of our jugs?'
"But he asked Golap again and she said, 'One bowlful from here and one from the temple.' He was shocked. 'What! All that milk! Go, call her. Ask her.' As soon as I arrived he asked me, 'How much does that bowl hold? How many chhatAks? How many powAs? I answered, 'How can I say how many chhatAks or powAs! You must have your milk, what does it matter how many chhatAks or powAs? Who is going to keep track of weights and measures?' He said, 'But can I digest all that amount? I am sure to be ill!' And sure enough he fell ill the same day....He ate nothing that evening. His rice remained untouched. I made him a little sago. Golap said, 'You had only to forewarn me, Mother. How could I know? Now he goes without food!' I said, 'There is no harm in telling these little fibs to make him eat. That is how I coax him to eat.'"...
(to be continued....)