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Compassion

Radhanath Swami, the second son

At dusk I chanced to meet Radhanath Swami near the temple gate.  As he hurried out, he inquired, “So, everything alright?”

“I am heading to Mayapur tomorrow.”

“Why?”

“To submerge the ashes of my deceased father in the Ganges.”

“When did that happen?….” He stopped. His expression grew grave.

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Having Equal Vision

Radhanath Swami’s Divine Palms

Radhanath Swami and his entourage of monks scurried along the alleyway towards my home.  Their presence had created a stir in the neighborhood, and out emerged curious faces from doors and windows of makeshift apartments that lined the alleyway. Why so many swamis in a not-so-religious neighborhood of suburban Mumbai?

It was 10 January 2006. My mother, 67, suffered from last stages of bone cancer, and that morning her body had stiffened—presaging her imminent death. When the news reached Radhanath Swami, by late afternoon, he promised to

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