The author Sri ‘M’ is an extraordinary individual. His uniqueness lies not only in the fact that at the young age of 19 and a half, he travelled to snow clad. Sri M (born Mumtaz Ali Khan) is a living Yogi and disciple of Sri Maheshwarnath Babaji who in In chapter 2 of his autobiography Apprenticed to a Himalayan Master, Sri M describes meeting his Guru Sri Maheshwarnath Babaji, who. An autobiographical account of a yogi and his journey towards understanding his Master and spiritual destiny, Apprenticed to a Himalayan.
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Mastsr of them, when questioned about his insane ways, is said to have remarked that he is yet to find a sane person anywhere on the earth.
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He was not an intellectually inclined Vedantin, but a man soaked with devotion – a bhakta who loved the amorous, cowherd-god Krishna and had surrendered totally to him. White stubble, a few weeks old, covered his chin, cheeks and upper lip.
But one could read it without accepting, analyzing or judging. Alandi, Shirdi and Walking Through Doors. Thank you Guruji for bringing up this wonderful Spiritual book that helps a true seeker to attain Mukthi. Sharma, a middle-aged, clean shaven Brahmin who readily agreed to teach me yoga asanas and pranayama. In the Veerasana posture, he would sit motionless with eyes open for a long time. I am an old sick woman. About my Guru, I can only say that without his help I would have been nothing and that today I exist because of him.
Thankfully, we don’t have to deal with the likes of sloppy translations from the New Testament, where those who did the various translations had little real understanding of what Jesus taught. Gopalan who was on a fast-unto-death protest against the Congress government of that time. In one particular dream, I saw a yogi, who, I was convinced, was the same person I had seen under the jackfruit tree, when I was nine and a half years old.
Was it all imagination; mine as well as that of others? On the way, I saw my sister doing her homework – I would have no trouble from her.
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Then I saw a copy of Dr. One person found this helpful. Ramaswamy and the others kept asking me what happened on the previous day but I said nothing.
My maternal grandfather lived in Chennai and having been there thrice during the vacations, I was quite familiar with the place.
These rooms were abandoned class rooms of many years ago, and with the passage of time, had become dilapidated. A strong scent of sandal paste filled the air. Lists with This Book. It was a hot summer day. You admire this book and the writer not for its literature but simply for the fascinating recounts this blessed man has witnessed and went through apprneticed his journey of life.
He was the most tender-hearted human being I have ever seen and his words were always soft and loving. My presumption, however, apprdnticed my father did not know about what happened was proved wrong. Two important factors that could have prevented me from taking the plunge or turning me in the wrong direction, had been resolved to my satisfaction.
That was where I went to meet him. He said that she was an avadboota, a spiritually advanced person, who cared nothing for the niceties of social behavior, and lived naked on yimalayan sands of the Kanyakumari beach with a x of stray dogs for companions.
From him, he learnt the esoteric yogic teachings preserved in the Tamil spiritual traditions. The habit continued, and as I grew up, I found that the classic, hmalayan posture of the yogis was the most comfortable seating position for me.
He was quite unimpressive to look at.
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Many years later, Gopala Pillai, by then called Gopala Saami by a small circle of spiritual seekers, held classes in the middle of the night, usually at the clinic of a homeopath in the city. So I turned towards the house. Apr 28, Adithya Bharadwaj rated it liked it. Jul 21, Subramanian Umasankar rated it it was amazing.
Their father was Ananthanarayana Pillai, a minor official in the police department, then retired. Description The author Sri ‘M’ is an extraordinary individual. The place was used at one time to dispose off bodies of murderers executed by the hangman of the Central Jail, and also as a dumping ground for unclaimed and decayed corpses from the government mortuary. I suddenly realized that this was the same man, and I had gone back as he had predicted.