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Abandoning the Pleasure Trip and Entering Into Trance

Guru Maharaj was ten years old in 1934 when my eldest aunt got married. The new groom and bride came for a picnic to Goalpara. There were two site seeing places - the mountain and the riverside. All the children in the family joined the newly wedded couple for the pleasure trip and Guru Maharaj also went along. 

All of them climbed the mountain, and as they reached the higher spots, they found many forest flowers. Everybody, including Guru Maharaj, picked the flowers. After some more distance, Guru Maharaj told that he'll go back home. He gave some reason. One person from the group accompanied him up to a distance, and from there he went back home by himself. 



When all of them returned home from the pleasure trip, they saw their house surrounded by many local persons. They waded through the crowd and entered the house wondering what had happened. Then they saw Maharaj sitting on the lap of our grandfather, his eyes filled with tears. 


When they asked what happened, they were informed that after Maharaj returned home, he offered the flowers to the picture of Lord in front of the main door and sat for meditation. At the time of this incident, my grandfather, grandmother and a cook were present in the house. When the cook suddenly noticed him in the house, he called him, but Maharaj did not respond or move in the slightest. Then he complained to my grandfather. 


When my grandfather saw that he was not disturbed even when shaken intensely, he forcefully lifted Guru Maharaj and placed him on his lap. Then Maharaj started crying and said, "Why did you disturb me?" Truly his attachment to God was inherent from a very early childhood.

Arindam Guharoy - son of Gurudeva's younger brother. Became a disciple in 2007.

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