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Baba's Room

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Baba's simple room is shown here as it was in 1975 just before it was knocked down and rebuilt. The roof was sagging down and deemed a danger.

Pranab writes (as Baba) of the period when Baba began living here:

"It was at the 24th year of my age when one day I was invited by one of the well-wishers to attend a Sradh Ceremony (a ritual ceremony that is performed after the death of a person) in an interior village of the District Hooghly. This village, Ramanathpur, is inhabited by a mostly well-to-do families.

Of all things that could be noted foremost was, that, the villagers there had a very wide outlook for the Brahmins. They tendered to me their great respect and paid a very high homage during my stay with them.

Soon it was circulated, that, I had gathered a great power, and possessed the skill to foretell from anybody’s forehead as to the effects concerning present and future.

The Sradh ceremony being over I had wanted to leave the village. But, the gentleman who had invited me there in that occasion would not let me have my way. So, my stay in that house got stretched up without any limited span of time."

from Thakur chapter 8

"It should not be preposterous to say, that, since I had started chewing that log of wood given to me as a gift by the great Sanyasin, I had felt a new series of vibrations within my brain. Hence, this new achievement led me to perform my daily Pujahs (worshipping) by means of chanting the psalms which are well laid down in the Puranas (Vedas and other Hindu philosophies).

At times, the terrific flow within my heart would gush out from my mouth in Sanskrit in the form of tidal waves. I used to forget the time which meant the sweet touch of the rays of the morning sun had transformed into a terribly scorching noon of the day.

The pin-pointed Jyoti (luminosity of the cosmos) that is ever pervading all through would cluster into a mass in front of my eyes with a view to making me unconscious of all earthly realities. In this way, the curtain of the worldly adversities was getting knocked off. In the very way, on the other hand, the curtain of the secret world was gradually getting lifted from within. "

from Thakur chapter 7