Heart to Heart
Maharaj Charan Singh reminisces about his days with the Great Master:
“He was always smiling, always laughing – except in his last days, when the partition of India took place and he was taken for treatment to Amritsar. That being on the border, a lot of refugees – mostly satsangis – were coming from Pakistan and they had woeful tales to tell. Similarly, the Muslims from this side, who were also leaving their kith and kin, had woeful tales to tell of what they had to go through before they could leave India.
“That was the first time I saw a tear in Maharaj Ji’s eyes. He was standing on the roof terrace of the satsang ghar in Amritsar, and a lot of refugees were crowding together down on the ground surrounded by their small bundles. Some came with a camel, some with a donkey, some with a bullock – whatever those poor people could get – and the whole place was packed with their small bags and bundles. Maharaj Ji was giving them darshan from the roof of the satsang ghar, and as he was looking at them, his eyes became moist. I looked at him in surprise because I had never seen a tear in his eyes during my whole life.
“When he came back, he sat on the bed, and Bhai Shadi, who was always his attendant, sat by his side and said, ‘Maharaj Ji, you seem to be upset.’
“Maharaj Ji said, ‘I just cannot bear to see the misery of these people. They are so good and loving, but look at what they have to suffer.’ Then he closed his eyes and we were asked to leave the room.”