My experience of Satprem

were discreetly invited to come there and read in silence Satprem’s letter, laid on a small integrated desk. It later transpired that when one of the first elect individuals had asked whether I could also be invited, the answer- whose answer? Satprem? – had been in the negative. I was not to know about it. Notwithstanding, one of my friends and team-mates at Matrimandir, J.K, was indeed considered as a candidate for the true future; but he was an independent person who did not much like to be told how to lead his own life and, very simply and without embroidery, he informed me of it; I think he had not been quite aware of the “fault”… And so I did go to L.V’s house, I think I cycled down there at the end of a day and no one stopped me and I was duly invited to sit at the little desk and read the message laid upon it – and thus I learned the Mantra. It was only quite some time later that I got to understand it had only happened “by mistake”…! Some cultural or historical references took then the value of selective instruments – so it was with having belonged to the French Revolution. On my part I found it, much of the time, very difficult to wholeheartedly subscribe to this set of values – as it was difficult for this group de accept me unreservedly. If I naturally had sympathy for a quality of commitment that was spontaneous, wholesome and devoid of calculation and for a sort of courage that was freed by humor of all moral gravity, I also felt uneasy not only with their lack of consideration of all that did not resemble them, but also with an underlying condemn and pointing of the finger which reminded one of some of the most tragic and cruel episodes of the historic past – ostracism, condemn of all that is different or other, superstition, and their consequences for the concerned individuals as for the societies.

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