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Gratitude

A phone call to Radhanath Swami

“Please call me as soon as possible to discuss about the book,” read the one-line mail from Radhanath Swami. I flipped out in excitement, pulled out my mobile, scrolled to his number on the contact list, and pushed the dial button.

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Simplicity

On a flight with Radhanath Swami

That journey will be forever etched in my memories. With Radhanath Swami sitting next to me, I wouldn’t be in a sweat even if that plane had flown forever.

At the Netaji Shubas Chandra Bose International Airport, Kolkata, Radhanath Swami and I boarded our flight to Mumbai.

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Compassion

Radhanath Swami, My Compassionate Navigator

My new car glided over the Sea Link Bridge on to the expressway. I was privileged to be behind the wheels with Radhanath Swami as the navigator. The array of Billboards put on roadsides advertized products of all description:

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Simplicity

What was Radhanath Swami Still Doing Inside?

As I waited outside to have a last word with him, I wondered what Radhanath Swami was still doing in his room: his luggage was already out and a chauffeured car waited for him at the gates. He was returning to Mumbai after a three day spiritual retreat, which had just concluded with his discourse to a crowd of three thousand in the idyllic lawns of Mafatlal Bungalow.

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Humility

Radhanath Swami’s first visit

Many memories are washed off by time, but some remain vivid—especially those that touch emotions. People of influence spur emotions of awe and reverence, and thus create telling memories in those they meet. Radhanath Swami’s first visit

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