A READING from: "In The Company of The Holy Mother"
(available at all Vedanta Centres)
While visiting Mother, sometimes a maid would be rubbing oil on her feet for her rheumatism. In the course of our conversation Mother said, "Whenever I think of a particular disciple and yearn after him, he either arrives here or writes to me...."
"Are you the Mother of all?" I asked.
"Yes I am."
"Of these dumb beasts as well?"
"Yes, theirs as well."
"Then why do they suffer like this?"
"They were born to this state."
We were talking in Mother's room one evening, when she said, "Well, you have come here. Why should you have done so if we didn't belong to each other?"
"Then I do belong to you?" I asked.
"So you do. Throughout the ages those who belong together appear together."
A little later she said, "We shall meet again in our subtle forms." I knew that she meant we should be together after death.
"Mother," I said, "I wanted to come to you last October and even spent a whole night at Howrah station, right up to eleven next morning, but couldn't get a ticket. There was a strike in connection with the national movement and the clerks hadn't come to work."
(to be continued....)