The Miracle of Meditation
Meditation in India has been popular for centuries and I myself have witnessed several miracles in my life throughout my own spiritual journey. I am not talking about the so called miracles that are performed on stage by jugglers every day, I am talking about the real miracle that leads to the real transformation of life through meditation. What I am going to narrate here is what I have personally witnessed, a life transformed that of a young boy, serving tea to staff and doing other chores in a large corporation in Mumbai. This boy was also given the duties of looking after me while I was visiting Mumbai and staying in an area called Royal Palms. I will just call this young man by the name of Datta.
I first met Datta at Royal Palms after I landed in Mumbai in September 2010. He appeared to be no more than 15/16 years old boy, very quiet, simple and really scared. I could not engage him in a conversation as he was very timid and withdrawn. During my stay at Royal Palms, I got him talking gradually, but not enough to know him. Over the next few days, as people flooded to see me and asking me to give spiritual talks in Hindi, Datta lit up, leaving everything aside, he sat on a chair in a lotus position and paying serious attention to every word I spoke. That was the very beginning of an understanding of how this simple boy from a village had opened his heart up to what was I actually doing in Mumbai.
I later found out that another Enlightened person who had come before me had taught Datta how to meditate on the breath. I took this opportunity and asked him if he wants to take up meditation a bit more serious and, he said yes. I then gave Datta a General Mantra and taught him how to meditate on it. A few days later, another initiate came to see me and saw Datta meditating and crying, he told him the reason for this. I then sat with him and explained to him that there was nothing wrong with that, he is just having a mental clear out and it was quite natural to let go of our emotions. He was happy with that and I encouraged him to continue with his meditation, which he accepted gracefully.
I returned to England in mid-October 2010 and continued to enquire from others and was given a surprising feedback as to how Datta had taken his meditation so seriously. I returned to Mumbai in Feb; 2011 and found Datta a very different person and he asked me how he could progress to the next stage and asked for a Personal Mantra. After receiving his Personal Mantra and meditating with me, he went deep and was very still after finishing his meditation. The impact on him was great and he continued with his meditation in a disciplined way.
I have returned to Mumbai in September 2011 for the third time and, noticed the huge transformation by myself , not aware of the shock I was going to get from Datta. He reported in detail by himself how he had changed. He confessed to me that when he had the General Mantra, he only meditated to please us, but as he started feeling the benefits of meditation and heard others commenting about him, he became serious. He said“ I was very abusive, and had no respect for anything and anyone, and I would gather other young boys of his age and act like a Don. The parents of the boys and other villagers complained about me to my parents quite regularly and my parents got really fed off with my attitude. Meditation had opened a new world for me.” Talking about taking spirituality to humanity he said ‘Saab, nothing happens by itself. People here, who follow the Master, must go out and spread his message.’ Datta continued, “I had no idea that I was changing, my elder brother and his wife sat me down and asked, “what has happened to you?” How come you have gone through such a big change? Datta was smiling as he was talking to me, very happy and said I told them, I have come in contact with someone who stays with the people where I work, he taught me how to meditate.
I went to my village on 28/8/11, said Datta, it was here I realized the enormity of the change, the drastic transformation that had taken place. The people from the whole village came to see me. He said ‘Even the ones I abused, disrespected and have had lengthy arguments with, they all came to see me and asked me what magic had taken place. Everyone asked my parents about the change in me. Finally both my parents took me for a walk in the village, sat me by the tree and asked me the same question as the rest of the villagers. Shyly, Datta smiled and said again, “I mentioned about my meditation, and your visits to Mumbai as well as the public talks and the discourses.” My mother was grateful and wanted to thank the people who had helped me, and asked for your picture he said. Now, if anyone abuses me or is out for an argument with me, my stillness overpowers me and I just smile and walk away from it all. That is the impact on the village people and all those he knows well.
I wanted to dig even deeper, so I continued on to the other topics. It all started as I was having a conversation about the life of the Buddha. He said no one in our village keeps his image, when asked why? he said, ‘because of the social status of the people that follow him.’ I explained that was not so, he was a Prince, the greatest Teacher who ever lived and renounced his riches to go in search of Enlightenment. Datta smiled and said ‘I don’t believe in the low or the high, I tell my mother that no one is high and no one is low, all are made equal by God. They work in your fields, harvest the crop, bring it to you and you eat it. That too is touched by them.’ I was so touched by the wisdom of this simple boy, my eyes welled up with tears. This is not the end, I continued my conversation about rituals and meditation. He said ‘rituals are a prison, how can a man with his feet in two boats ever get to his destination’. Followed from this we moved on to temples, to which he was quick to reply and said ‘it is a waste of time, why stand before an icon and beg for riches. If riches could come that way, we would not have to go to work, it would be easy to stay at home and beg from God all day long’. The conversation was concluded by him, ‘Saab, meditation is my strength both physically and mentally. If I ever miss my meditation I feel very weak.’
Datta speaks of his personal Mantra and meditation with great enthusiasm. He told me, ‘Saab, I came to Mumbai from a small village. I had no idea that there was another world outside of my village. When I arrived in Mumbai, I was very scared and worried, when taking tea for the staff my hands would tremble, but meditation changed my life and gave me the courage to face the challenges.’ Datta has never met my Master, nor seen a picture of him, but he asks about his welfare with great devotion and his eyes full of love.
Now we came to the end of conversation, and I took a deep breath and gazed at Datta with compassion. I had just learnt that I was not listening to a timid and scared boy from a village whom I met a year ago, but the great sage within him that has come to life. For me, this was a reminder to maintain my humility and acknowledge the power of the Grace of the Master. I am sincerely grateful to Datta for this valuable lesson. Now I want to talk about the best part of the story. It was evening time by the time our conversation was over. There was a lot of tranquility and the atmosphere was calm, I said to Datta, “why don’t you go and meditate for some time and we will eat later.” Datta retreated into a separate room where others were meditating.
I meditated on my own and three hours had gone by and Datta was still missing. This was very unusual and I quickly asked for him. He came out with a flood of tears and prostrated before me and clung to my legs, would not let go of me as I tried to sit him down on the sofa next to me. Finally, I managed to get him sit and started a conversation. I asked how come he had meditated so long in one go, which he had not done before. Now, the conversation got even more interesting as he talked to me about the meditation, the bliss in which he sat on the cushion. I had checked with him every single detail and it so happened that his Kundalini Energy has been awakened all the way to the Saharsara (physical thousand petalled lotus) chakra.
I explained to Datta in the presence of others that he was very fortunate to have this happened to him, yogis at one time have spent several years in caves trying to awaken their Kundalini. I wanted Datta to understand the difference between this Path and the so many others in India. I clearly pointed out that most of the Gurus in India tell their disciples that they are Enlightened at this stage. This is not correct as the Kundalini is a Samadhi with a SEED and Enlightenment is a Samadhi with no SEED in it, rightly called NIRVIKALPA Samadhi.
When I first met Datta, he could not talk to a group of three or four people, not academic at all, he shyed away from conversations, but when I had seen him last, he was addressing groups of people well over sixty, in the very place where he worked, that too about meditation. Dattas’ transformation not only became a proof of the power of meditation to his colleagues, but a source of inspiration to those who knew him personally. I am really grateful to Datta for sharing his story with me, now, I would like to finish this story with a message that the presence of the Master at this time is a great opportunity, please do not waste it.
With Love & Devotion to my Master (Guru)