by Roozbeh Gazdar
As the evening shadows lengthened, a cold breeze
started blowing in from the sea. The samadhi of Ranjit Maharaj at
Banganga, Mumbai, was almost deserted except for a caretaker.
Kishor Chopda, a businessman dealing in books and art objects, had
just finished performing a puja in the
memory
of his
master. Three pairs of feline eyes stared unblinking from the
marbled floor as a family of kittens huddled together
seeking
warmth, their
white and grey camouflaged against the patterns in the stone. As
the sun sank below the horizon, the last snatches of orange
disappeared from the clouds and ocean and sky merged in a veil of
grey.
“The world is a long dream, take it for granted,” Kishor was
elaborating on his master’s teaching It was twilight, that time of
the day when ceaseless activity, having climaxed, reaches a state
of inertia, and calm and tranquillity pervades all existence. A
little later, the spell broken, our taxi was grinding its way
through the choked streets of Mumbai. Our destination, Narayan
Building on Dubash Road, Girgaum, is one of many old and crumbling
buildings in the congested locality. In the dingy interior, Room No
45 would have been indistinguishable from any of the other
tenements, but for its entrance, crowded with bhajan singers. It
could have been a middle-class family celebration anywhere in
Mumbai. But the motley group collected here betrayed a more
trans-national origin. Few westerners are part of the celebration,
at ease singing in Marathi. It was in this room that Ranjit Maharaj
lived and gave spiritual discourse to seekers who came from around
the world.
The singing over, the distribution of prasad brings the building’s
resident cat running for her share. As the gathering disperses, the
room interior comes into focus. Austerely furnished, on its walls
are hanging framed pictures of various saints including Ranjit
Maharaj’s. His picture shows an obviously aged man on whose
beautiful face
life
seems to have
etched each passing year with its lines. It is not a face one can
associate with the gurus and godmen advertised on posters and
billboards seen all over the country. And yet, there is the
compelling familiarity of the friendly neighbourhood elder, always
ready with an indulgent smile, to guide, give solace or share in a
joke. Bal Naik, a disciple described him later as “having a godly
face that would make one want to bow down before him”.
A liberated soul who lived most of his
life
in relative
anonymity, it was the void created by the
death
of his gurubandhu
(co-disciple, Nisargadatta Maharaj, that forced Ranjit Maharaj,
only at the age of 70, to don the mantle of guru. Nisargadatta
Maharaj, a cigarette vendor, became much sought after by seekers,
especially from the West, after the publication of his philosophy
in a book I am That, written by a disciple named Maurice Friedman.
He and Ranjit Maharaj shared a common spiritual lineage in their
guru, Siddharameshwar Maharaj.
Satish Awadh, industrial relations consultant, remembers his first
introduction to Ranjit Maharaj in 1939: “Appearing like a prince,
he was never shy to sing in the loudest voice.” Ranjit Maharaj, he
explains, shared an excellent equation with Nisargadatta Maharaj,
who would always be requested to speak at his functions. “A
wonderful speaker,
Nisargadatta
Maharaj
referred to him as one who always spoke only
about the fundamentals.” Says Awadh: “Both understood their master
in such a way that he dwelled within their hearts. It was as if Sri
Siddharameshwar himself was speaking one language from both
mouths.”
After meeting his guru, Ranjit Maharaj continued living a normal
life. After completing his schooling, he tried his hand at
various jobs, including that of a bar manager, before becoming an
accountant. Because of his shy
nature
and respect for
his senior colleague, Awadh explains, Ranjit Maharaj refrained from
taking on disciples of his own. When faced with a request, however,
from Siddharameshwar’s son Yashwantrao, to give mantra diksha to
his daughter-in law, he could not refuse and ultimately agreed to
carry on the spiritual lineage.
Sri Siddharameshwar, born in 1888 in Patri, a village near Solapur
in Maharashtra, was a disciple of Sri Bhausaheb Maharaj, who
advocated
meditation
and
internal renunciation, while continuing with one’s worldly life.
After him, Siddharmeshwar imparted understanding of the Final
Reality to disciples from 1925, till his
death
in 1936 in
Mumbai.
Born in 1913 in a Gujarati family, Ranjit Maharaj met his
guru
at the age of 12.
Intensely spiritual as a child, he used to fervently worship Lord
Krishna. “But when I saw my
guru
I forgot Lord
Krishna,” he would say later.
While Bhausaheb Maharaj, Siddharameshwar’s guru, taught the long
and difficult path of dhyana or meditation, Siddharameshwar
directly communicated knowledge, gyana, of the Final Reality to the
disciples. This way, he said students could attain
enlightenment
very fast,
like a bird flies from tree to tree and so called it Vihangam Marg
or the way of the bird as opposed to the Pipilika Marg or the way
of the ant taught by his Master. It was this path that Ranjit
Maharaj also taught his disciples.
Ranjit Maharaj, teaching in simple and direct language, aimed at
the disciple’s direct experience of his words: “You are already
That.” He used to say. “Reaching reality requires nothing because
it is already there.”
Once we accept this Truth, then it is very easy to attain
enlightenment, but it is only our reluctance to relinquish the hold
of the ego that prevents us from realising freedom. “Forget
everything and He is there,” he used to say.
The first step to liberation, then, is simply to discriminate
between true and false; to ‘separate Reality from Illusion’.
Thinking over the knowledge imparted by the teacher helps to free
oneself from the false identification with the ego and to realise
the truth about one’s true reality.
Ranjit Maharaj said: “In the end that knowledge must be submerged
in the Final Reality. To remove ignorance knowledge is necessary,
but finally both must dissolve into reality. Your self is without
ignorance, without knowledge.” Thus, knowledge is only a cure for
the illness of illusion; once it has served its purpose, it too
ceases to exist. “They (words) are illusion, but they give meaning
thereof,” he used to say. “All is illusion but to understand the
illusion, illusion is needed.”
As the very aim of Ranjit Maharaj’s teaching was to separate
Illusion from Reality, he did not give any method to improve upon
this illusion. To listen to the guru, he used to say, is the best
practice to attain the Final Reality beyond ignorance and
knowledge. The ‘Stateless State’ he called it. “Ignorance came by
hearing. It must go off by hearing.”
Bal Naik, retired senior supervisor, Philips India, was one of his
earliest disciples. Because of his scientific background, he would
not take anything for granted. “I always used to put questions—ask
him to prove whatever he said and he always solved my queries.
Applying his teachings to
life
was almost like
solving a tricky maths problem, which you could solve step by
step,” he recalls.
Ramesh Manjrekar, retired from Air India, recalls how he, along
with a few friends, would visit Ranjit Maharaj, either at his home
or at the furniture shop where Maharaj worked as an accountant, to
discuss spiritual issues. “I was attracted to the simplicity in his
teaching, the gist of which was that the power inside is your only
reality. The body, mind and the world are illusion and all sukha
(happiness) and dukha (suffering) is because of your involvement
with these. If you realise that you are not the body, it is
over.”
As his disciples grew, Ranjit Maharaj soon began going to
Manjrekar’s spacious apartment in Andheri where many more people
could listen to his Marathi discourses every Sunday. The teachings
were given in a traditional manner where passages from Marathi
spiritual classics such as Das Bodh and Sadachaar, were first read
and later discussed.
When disciples from the West started pouring in, he started
teaching in English from his Girgaum flat. Because of the small
size of the room, disciples often sat outside the open door, while
Maharaj sat inside and answered questions put by them.
Kishor Chopda, who used to regularly attend these sessions, says:
“The teachings were so simple, to the point and penetrating that
everything I had read or heard earlier was erased. Today, four
years later, I still feel completely untouched by either sukha or
dukha.
Ujwala Shinde, vice-principal of a school for the deaf and mute,
was introduced to Ranjit Maharaj shortly after a devastating
tragedy of the
death
of her husband.
She immediately accepted him as her
guru
and took the naam
diksha on the first day itself. “Though I had no spiritual
interest, I was attracted to his teaching. As I listened I came to
realise how relevant to
life
the teachings
were.”
His unassuming simplicity and ever accessible and accommodating
nature
was a
living expression of the non-duality of his teachings that even
denied that master and disciple are separate. People dropping in at
any time of the day or night were always welcomed and disciples
recall losing complete track of time as engrossing discussions
continued late into the night.
Younger disciples like Murali Raghavan, a manager with Air India,
found the barriers of age and generation dissolving in his
presence. “I found more a friend in him at his age than anyone else
and with him I could discuss politics, girls, games and jokes,” he
says.
Ujwala explains how free and open she felt in front of him. “I had
heard that realised people could see through you, but with Maharaj
it never bothered me.” Disciples
love
to recall how the
master enjoyed watching cricket and playing cards or making and
serving tea. Ramesh recalls: “Initially it felt very awkward to
have your
guru
make and
serve you tea, but he wouldn’t have it any other way.” So untouched
by any pride was he that he continued working as an accountant even
after he was formally preaching. Only after much persuasion from
concerned disciples did he give up the job at the age of
eighty!
Ujwala, like most other disciples, experienced her guru’s grace not
just from his words but by living close to him. “Every small thing
that he did was a kind of teaching,” she says. As a bachelor living
alone, Ranjit Maharaj depended on oily unwholesome food ordered
from hotels, refusing any intervention in the matter. When he
finally accepted Ujwala’s offer of home-cooked meals, he stubbornly
insisted on paying for them. “I realised only later that it was
such an effective lesson on ego,” she remembers.
Murali cherishes the
memory
of a
two-month trip to Europe with his master. “How a
guru
lives his
day-to-day
life
can be known only
when you live with him. His
life
itself was a lesson
to learn and his living a teaching by itself. A magnificent power
around him capsised everyone around,” he explains.
Prem Nirmal, who owns an electronic goods business, also had an
opportunity to travel with Ranjit Maharaj. He remembers some
intense and profound experiences. “His energy field was so strong
that it was easy to remain aware in a moment with effortless ease.
Sitting in close proximity with him meant that the mind had to stop
chattering. In such a state, awareness deepened and in that
expanded state, everything around—the people, the vehicle and the
trees—was inside me. It was so strange.”
Ranjit Maharaj’s teachings were free from any rules or taboos. A
staunch vegetarian himself, non-vegetarian devotees were free to
indulge even in his presence and on one occasion a particularly
stressed out disciple was even advised to take a ‘peg’ and retire
to bed.
Those used to keeping idols or observing certain
rituals
were often
gently chided about the futility of mechanical observances. In Bal
Naik’s household, the annual Ganpati festival was celebrated
traditionally. Soon after meeting Maharaj, he discontinued the
practice. “Where was the question of worshiping an idol, when he
taught me to go beyond ritual and see the One
God
in everyone and
everything. This knowledge from his teaching has made me so vast,”
he explains.
In spite of its very strong Advaita nature, bhakti, devotion
towards one’s guru, is a are important part of the teachings handed
down from Bhausaheb. Both Ranjit Maharaj as well as
Nisargadatta
Maharaj
showed exemplary devotion to their master.
Despite preaching non-duality even between master and disciple,
Ranjit Maharaj never failed in the performance of the daily puja
and four bhajans as taught by Siddharameshwar. According to Kishor
Chopda, this extreme bhakti was not a path to attain realisation,
but in fact arose from there.
“Once you have understood, what is left for you to do? Only pray to
the one who has taught you these things. Make duality there, make
incompleteness, but only for the thanking,” Maharaj said while
explaining his own devotion to his master, and devotees recall how
the slightest lapse during the performance of the puja or bhajans
always met with strong rebuke.
In 2000, Ranjit Maharaj suffered a stroke, which left him paralysed
on one side. In a touching expression of his devotion, even in this
state of health, he travelled almost 1,000 km by ambulance for the
annual pilgrimage to Siddharameshwar’s samadhi in Bagewadi in
Karnataka.
The Manjrekars were saddened by the loss of the weekend visits of
their Maharaj and Ramesh remembers the one last time he graced
their home after the stroke. Late one evening, he insisted on being
driven down to their house. Once there, he spent some time with
them, ate a little food and lay down to rest. Then, late into the
night, he asked to be driven back home. “My wife asked him to stay
till the morning bhajans, but he insisted on returning saying: “You
wanted me to come, didn’t you? Well, so I did. But now I must
leave.” Couple of days later, on November 15, 2000 he passed away.
His words during his last few days were: “It is of no use now, this
has to go.”
His master Sri Siddharameshwar’s samadhi, which he unfailingly
visited every Sunday, lies just next to where his own stands today
in Mumbai.
Contact: Shri Sadguru Siddharameshwar Adhyatma Kendra,Mumbai.
Email:
ranjitmaharaj@hotmail.com
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