Yogi Ramsuratkumar – The Divine Begger – Ma Devaki

The Eternal Slave

I can tell you this about Devaki she has always been a rare devotee, so confirmed in her perceptions, so sure and so committed, that there is no question left, no need to rethink about anything. For her to look at him, even if she did not receive a look from him, was enough for the day. She could live on that. She would come all the way from Salem and stand in the sun there and maybe get a glimpse of him, with no chance of going into the house. And she would go back [to Salem] happy and contented. Five days later, if she could come, she would do that again. That’s what Devaki was always. – Dwaraknath Reddy, 2003

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YOGI RAMSURATKUMAR, THE DIVINE BEGGAR
Printed book :
Published by
Yogi Ramsuratkumar Ashram,
1833/ 1, Agrahara Collai, Chengam Road, Tiruvannamalai – 606 603 – India
Tel: 04175 – 237567, 266304
July 2008
Electronic edition, ebook :
Published by
Yogi Ramsuratkumar Bhavan
Royal road, Calebasses – Mauritius
Tel: (230) 243.56.52
http://pages.intnet.mu/ramsurat
December 2008

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Beezone Excerpt

The mighty hill Arunachala possesses a magnetic aura and a charismatic hold and casts a magic spell on all serious seekers of Truth. Hailed as the very embodiment of Lord Shiva and the divine beacon of light, this peerless jewel, the Mountain of Arunachala has been both a natural and chosen abode of great Spiritual giants from time immemorial and most recently Guhai Namasivaya, Sri Seshadri Swamigal, Sri Ramana Maharshi to name a few. On important festival days, people move in lakhs around the hill, a distance of 8.5 miles of Giri Pradhakshina (circumambulation) with an unswerving faith in its efficacious benevolence. The Darshan of the sacred flame lit at the summit of the mountain in the month of Karthigai (December – January) every year on the full moon day is considered as the highest merit.

In 1959, the divine dictates of Father finally landed this Godmad beggar who looked dishevelled and wild eyed with clothes hanging in assorted tatters, yet exuding an air of divine beauty, purity and exuberance, at the foot of this sacred hill, his destined refuge for the rest of his life. With no one to offer food or shelter, cemeteries, temple precincts, the vessel shops’ sun shades and the green folds of the mountain with the caves already sanctified by other Mahatmas, became his favourite haunts where he went about the divine labour of curing ailing patients, healing the mentally sick, rescuing lives out of danger and above all and most importantly, suffusing divine light wherever darkness reigned.

Initially he was often seen under the Ashwatta tree near the bus stand but for most part, it was under the punnai tree near the Railway station, he held his cosmic court. Many young westerners during late sixties and early seventies sought him out for their highest benefit. Truman Caylor Waddlington, a young man in early twenties, was one such who came to Bhagawan in great urgency of a meditation problem. His sitting for hours together in deep concentration at Ramanashram, soon proved unbearably strenuous and misguided. He began to get splitting headaches which got worse day by day. Unable to endure it anymore, he sought Bhagawan’s help. When Bhagawan set it right with expertise, Caylor’s devotion to Yogi Ramsuratkumar became so intense that this hidden saint, who so far shunned crowds and lime light, took the liberty of allowing him to write the first ever biography on him. It was the dire need of the hour and the book gave relief to endless tortures he suffered as a Hindi speaking and wild looking North Indian.

…..Bhagawan would say “This beggar was wandering here and there but became tired of it. But there was no shelter. Arunachaleswara, in the form of the hill had mercy on this miserable sinner, so this beggar gives a thousand thanks to this holy hill and the holy temple. They saved this beggar. Oh! Magnanimity of the Lord!” At this crucial juncture, Caylor’s book, “Yogi Ramsuratkumar, the God Child”, brought him out of obscurity and gave some relief from the agonies of brutality. Bhagawan commented “This book has come when it is no longer possible for this beggar to live and do Father’s work unnoticed. Nor could he even remain in Tiruvannamalai! This book has begun to alleviate the situation.”

Following Caylor, a steady stream of western youngsters found their way to his varied hide-outs. Not only their misguided spiritual practices were corrected by Bhagawan’s unerring guidance but they were also propelled into greater. closeness to the Divine. Eventually, Bhagawan began to spend more time under the Punnai tree near the Railway Station, sometimes for the entire day and would walk back to the vessel shops for the night stay. Sitting under the Punnai tree, totally consecrated to the service of the world, the Divine Beggar began to beg-not for food or comfort. He begged Father for the well-being of all life and he begged people for chanting Father’s varied Names for their own highest benefit. Moulded by Sri Aurobindo, one of his three Spiritual Fathers, Yogi Ramsuratkumar believed in the evolution of entire human race and hence in the necessity of his Father’s work. He said, “This beggar believes in the vision of the spiritual Teacher Sri Aurobindo who had a dream of universal peace and unity on earth of a race of Spiritual Supermen. This work must be done. This beggar will tell you, it won’t fail.”