Reference: posted by: vejeestu on 9/6/2000 to Kirpal Singh Satsang Club; Messages number 659-661
From the Ocean of Grace Divine, the following is is Raj Kumar Jain's story.
[Mr. Jain became one of Master Kirpal's aids and later was Sant Darshan Singh's closest aid, both in India and when he toured abroad. To spend time with Master Darshan was also to spend time with Mr. Jain as he was simply there or coming in and out as per need. Most of my experiences with Sant Darshan Singh involved Jain in some way. Functioning, in part, like a common house servant, he was quiet, deferential and obedient to a fault. On the other hand, he was humorous, a fountain of information and full of wisdom. He had been a lawyer in the city of Indore. As for his life since the passing of Master Darshan Singh, I must sadly admit I know little or nothing. In any case, here is his wonderful story from The Ocean of Grace Divine. By the way, there are many more stories yet to come from this and other sources. NT]
I was devoted to spirituality from the very first. By birth, by education and by inclination, my sanskaras — my tendencies due to impressions from past lives — were such that they drew me in this direction. A man who seeks the spiritual goal overcomes worldly attachments and lives for the welfare and good of others, and not for his own. Existing thus, he moves progressively towards his chosen goal.
Bearing this idea in mind, I studied over the years the lives of some three or four hundred sages, seers, and men of achievement. On the philosophical side as well, I had made an extensive study of all the major religions. But while I could understand what I was studying, I could not quite grasp the level at which each sage spoke. In my heart of hearts I wished that I too could attain to their level.
I first met Maharaj Kirpal Singh Ji on 20th February 1967, when He visited Indore. As we sat there, the Master asked me if I had made any study of spirituality. I answered that I had read the Gita, the Ramayana, the Jain Scriptures, and Vedanta — anything, in fact, I could lay hold of in the field of religion. At this point my wife asked the Master about the secret of stilling the mind. The Master questioned her if she had had Naam. We had not even heard of the word and did not know what it meant. The Master then asked us to attend some of His Satsangs and two days later, offered to initiate us.
When the morning for the initiation day arrived, my wife got up and began preparing to go to the Master. As for myself a doubt crept into my mind: I asked myself if one really needed to go to a Guru? Whatever is there is within us and what can another person give us from without? I had no desire for initiation, but my wife insisted that I accompany her because she was going early in the morning to an unknown North Indian Mahatma and she did not want people in our neighborhood gossiping. And so I went, and having gone, sat for initiation. I had some experience, both of Sound and of Light but argued to myself that the Sound could well be that of my blood circulating, and as for Light — having lived a clean and honest existence, why should there be any darkness within me?
The initiation proceedings carried on till after midday. Langar (free food) was ready when things were over and we were asked to stay: "The Master has blessed the food and you must partake of it," we were repeatedly told. But we did not understand such things then and we left as we avoided eating out. We did not even take the parshad that the Master was giving. On returning home we had our food and at night - fall I turned in.
Next morning, according to the Master's instructions, I sat for awhile in meditation and had some experience of Light. Thereafter, as was customary with me each morning, I went to my temple. I did not have to go outdoors as I had a small shrine in my own place. There I would worship the idols of our deities and recite traditional mantras. On that morning however, as stepped in, the idols were no longer there; in their place I could only see the Master. As for the mantras, they blanked out from my mind; and the only mantra I could recite was the five charged Names that the Master had given me at initiation.
When I came back to my room, to my astonishment, when I closed my eyes the Master stood at the center between them. When I opened my eyes He was still there at the seat of the soul. Whatever I did He was there; my eyes filled with tears and I wept copiously. In fact for the next seven days it was always the same. Whether I closed my eyes or opened them, I could only see the Master and I could only weep.
After the first of these days my wife remarked that I had missed going to Court the previous day and she urged me to get ready for going to work that day. I answered that I was in a state in which I Could not go —"You dragged me to the Sardar Sahib, and now I only see Him and nothing else. I cannot help my tears. So what am I to do?" We decided to visit an old satsangi of Maharaj Ji, and when he learnt of my condition he turned to my wife and told her that I was blessed. "Only a vessel of gold can hold the milk of a lioness," he remarked using an Indian idiom, "and the Master has dyed you in His color on the very first occasion!" He advised me to keep repeating the five charged Names. They had great potency in stilling the mind. I followed his advice and I had a strange experience of happiness and bliss. All these years I had been reading about spirituality, and now at last I was getting some taste of it.
My wife however, thought that the Master from the north had cast a spell upon me. Why was it that I saw Him and nothing else? I was preparing for my Master of Laws examination, but could no longer pursue my studies. It was a difficult examination, and all my preparations stood in abeyance. I finally wrote to the Master telling Him of my problem, but got no reply. Some satsangis advised us to go to see Him. "He who has given the malady is best equipped to grant the cure," they said. And so we came to Delhi and stayed there for almost a month. At our first meeting we were with the Master for half an hour and He poured out so much love—love for which my soul had been thirsting for so many lives, that my bliss was ineffable. I told my wife "Whoever this white-clad Mahatma may be, He is surely a living embodiment of love!" During the month we were there, we got the overwhelming impression that the Master carried with Him all the treasures of spirituality and was moving about among us to distribute them in abundance — but alas, we were unwilling to receive of His bounty.
While we were with the Master, He advised us to give the maximum amount of time to Bhajan. I did not even understand what Bhajan was. He explained that whatever you saw in this world was mere dust and that we must turn our attention away from it and focus between the eyes. Concentrating our attention thus we should intermittently engage in Simran, and this would help us move from the finite to the infinite. This is a lesson I have been endeavoring to follow ever since — and this not merely when I sit for meditation, but at all hours of the day.
There were two other lessons that the Master imparted to us. "Don't get too involved with people," He said. "Maintain your relationship with others at a minimal level, but do not get caught up in friendships and enmities." The other great lesson He imparted was that we should treat work as worship. Whatever we did, we should do it with heart and soul, to the best of our ability.
In 1969 when the Master's Diamond Jubilee was being celebrated, I came from Indore for seva. I helped edit a souvenir volume that was brought out to mark the occasion. One day, after the souvenir came out, the Master remarked to me, "You have come here for seva, but do remember that in your life there is no such situation." "What situation, Master?" I asked. He continued, "Once a rich man engaged a servant to look after his horses. When he was given the job, his terms of service and his duties were spelled out in the contract: he had to feed the horses, to massage them, wash them, and train and drive them. One day when the owner was mounting one of his horses, the animal took off. He called the servant to help hold the horse lest he have an accident. The servant answered that this task had no been written into his contract." The Master's meaning was clear enough. When we come to Him we must give of our best. If a problem arises, we must do what we can to resolve it and not keep waiting for instructions or keep telling ourselves that we were never entrusted with this particular responsibility.
[Now I took this differently! When Master Kirpal said to him, "You have come here for seva, but do remember that in your life there is no such situation.", it seems to me he was prophetically referring to the full time seva for which Jain was destined. NT]
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