The Man with the Beautiful Eyes

Maharaj Charan Singh’s U.S. visit, 1970

In New York, two members of the hotel staff, a plumber and a maid, appeared before Mr. Weekley with a bag of tools and a work order to repair a leaking faucet in the bathroom of Maharaj Ji’s hotel suite. Mr. Weekley told them to wait and, going through the room where Maharaj Ji was giving interviews, checked the bathroom, to find nothing wrong with the taps. “There must be a mistake, the taps are fine,” he told them. After a moment’s silence, the plumber said, “Yes you are right. We made this up ourselves because we want to see the man with the beautiful eyes.”

Mr. Weekley was so touched by his guileless confession that, ignoring the line of satsangis waiting outside, he took the plumber and maid into Maharaj Ji’s room and said, “Please pardon me, Maharaj Ji, but I could not help bringing these people to see you.” The Master got up from his chair before Mr Weekley had finished speaking and stood looking at the couple, a gentle smile on his face. They, for their part, gazed at “the man with the beautiful eyes”, neither speaking nor moving. Then the Master shook hands with them and patted them on the shoulder as he said good-bye. They emerged from the Master’s room with joy on their faces and tears in their eyes – and they did not even know who he was!

On the morning Maharaj Ji left New York for Detroit, there was a wonderful scene in his hotel corridor: a large number of the hotel workers – maids, waiters, and repairmen, none of them satsangis – had gathered outside the Master’s room to say goodbye and have a final glimpse of “the man with the beautiful eyes.”
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