My first visit to the Aurobindo Ashram

A lot was heard about Sri Aurobindo and his Ashram at then French colony, Pondicherry. Though I do not know about his thinking, his philosophy and/or his style of worshipping. So my visit were just out of curiosity. I involuntarily wrote down about my journey and experience in and around the Aurobindo Ashram. And now posting it over here on my blog! The largely unedited text follows:
I am not a worshipper. I am not a devotee. I have arrived here just out of my curiosity. My clock is closing in to 9.00 PM. I have got a pass for entry to Ashram from its guest house. I, being a first timer am received by an old chap, who gives all the instructions for entering and moving around in the ashram. They are nothing new. Instructions are about switching off mobiles, no photography and important of all was to keep quite!
I enter the ashram and take the walkway towards the Samadhi. Various colourful flowers (and cactus alike!) decorate the way side by side. That old chap, without uttering a single word, just finger-points me at an area with many shoes chappals n sandals. It is not a Bata showroom. I understand that, I now need to remove my sandals and I do so. I take a left turn and proceed further.
I see the Samadhi. It is almost my knee tall, constructed in cool white marble and beautifully decorated with colourful flowers. A yellow light above lends warm tones. Incense sticks burning besides make it even warmer. I am quiet and calm, automatically. I stand near the Samadhi for a minute or two. Fresh fragrances of incense sticks calm and delight me as well. Those colourful flowers at my back send their aromatic creations to the Samadhi, flowing with a cool breeze. As usual, as it happens in all other such Samadhi halls, be it Vivekanand Kendra of Kanyakumari or Dhuni hall of Shegaon; I am very much soothed down. A few steps on the right, some people are sitting straight and may be doing ‘dhyan’. I too go and join them. I sit there facing the Samadhi. I close my eyes. Samadhi’s warm yellow light tones caress my eyes gently. One may experience it like the final truth appearing! A naughty smile on my whole face with this thought.
Now, I am split into two. One part is sincerely trying to concentrate and other one is examining, analyzing about how I am doing it. My breathing continues at constant pace. My abdomen is moving back and forth in a rhythm. Some time passes, I am like going deep into hibernation. People call it dhyan, but I call it sleep. Such calm surroundings are never experienced in my untidy bedroom. With some time more, I am disturbed as my back starts paining. It takes me a second or two to regain my senses back when I open my eyes. I realize where am I, what were I doing. I change my position and sleep occurs fast. Alas! I am at my worst! My balance goes and I fall when my sleep trickles into the brain. I am disgusted and disrupted. I stand up, walk away and restart my dear own material life.
Later, while moving out of the Ashram, I feel those yellow lights are lending some kind of mysterious tones too…

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