Swami RamdasHis autobiography and his teaching
All chapters12 of 37
- Chapter 1: Struggle and Initiation
- Chapter 2: Renunciation
- Chapter 3: Adoption of Sannyas
- Chapter 4: Srirangam
- Chapter 5: Rameshwaram
- Chapter 6: Madura
- Chapter 7: Chidambaram
- Chapter 8: Journey to Tirupapuliyur
- Chapter 9: Pondicherry and Tiruvannamalai
- Chapter 10: In the Cave
- Chapter 11: Tirupati
- Chapter 12: God Is Everywhere
- Chapter 13: A Kind Policeman
- Chapter 14: Jagannath Puri
- Chapter 15: Christ, a Messenger of God
- Chapter 16: Calcutta and Dakshineshwar
- Chapter 17: Taraknath Temple
- Chapter 18: Kashi
- Chapter 19: Love Conquers Hate
- Chapter 20: Jhansi
- Chapter 21: Meditation the Only Way
- Chapter 22: Ram, the Friend of the Poor
- Chapter 23: God Never Punishes
- Chapter 24: Himalayan Journey
- Chapter 25: Himalayan Journey (Contd.)
- Chapter 26: Himalayan Journey (Contd.)
- Chapter 27: Mathura, Gokul and Brindaban
- Chapter 28: Raipur
- Chapter 29: Ajmer
- Chapter 30: Money Is the Root of All Evil
- Chapter 31: Junagadh
- Chapter 32: Muchkund Rishi’s Ashram and Dwaraka
- Chapter 33: Bombay
- Chapter 34: Panchavati and Tapovan
- Chapter 35: Trimbakeshwar
- Chapter 36: Pandharpur – Bijapur
- Chapter 37: Sri Siddharudha Swami
CHAPTER XII
God Is Everywhere
THEY travelled to Kalahasti. After a day’s stay here, they left for Jagannath Puri. It was noon. The Sadhuram and Ramdas were in the train. A Ticket Inspector, a Christian, dressed in European fashion, stepped into the carriage at a small station, and coming up to the Sadhus asked for tickets.
“Sadhus carry no tickets, brother, for they neither possess nor care to possess any money,” said Ramdas in English.
The Ticket Inspector replied: “You can speak English. Educated as you are, you cannot travel without a ticket. I have to ask you both to get down.”
The Sadhuram and he accordingly got down at the bidding of the Inspector. “It is all Ram’s will,” assured Ramdas to his guide.
They were now on the platform and there was still some time for the train to start. The Ticket Inspector, meanwhile, felt an inclination to hold conversation with Ramdas who, with the Sadhuram, was waiting for the train to depart.
“Well,” broke in the Inspector looking at Ramdas. “May I know with what purpose you are travelling in this manner?”
“In quest of God,” was his simple reply.
“They say God is everywhere,” persisted the Inspector, “then, where is the fun of your knocking about in search of Him, while He is at the very place from which you started on this quest, as you say?”
“Right, brother,” replied Ramdas, “God is everywhere but he wants to have this fact actually proved by going to all places and realising His presence everywhere.”
“Well then,” continued the Inspector, “if you are discovering God wherever you go, you must be seeing Him here, on this spot, where you stand.”
“Certainly, brother,” rejoined Ramdas, “He is here at the very place where we stand.”
“Can you tell me where He is?” asked the Inspector.
“Behold, He is here, standing in front of me!” exclaimed Ramdas enthusiastically.
“Where, where?” cried the Inspector impatiently.
“Here, here!” pointed out Ramdas smiling, and patted on the broad chest of the Inspector himself. “In the tall figure standing in front, that is, in yourself, Ramdas clearly sees God who is everywhere.”
For a time, the Inspector looked confused. Then he broke into a hearty fit of laughter. Opening the door of the compartment from which he had asked the Sadhus to get down, he requested them to get in again, and they did so, followed by him. He sat in the train with the Sadhus for some time.
“I cannot disturb you, friends, I wish you all success in your quest of God”. With these words he left the carriage and the train rolled onwards. O Ram, Thy name be glorified!