| Tenth-Man
Nitai’s
story
Frederic’s
story
Anil’s
story
Dave’s
story
A beautiful-thing ‘Felt inside’ our Soul
is more important than to have beautiful clothes outside on our
body!
And that “Self” realization is our Mission.
There are many people
in this huge world who feel that they have no one from whom
they feel truly Loved, who are unguided and who feel that
they have no one to take care for them and feel lonely !
In “Aamar Nijer - My Own” there is a Home/Bari for all such
people. Here there are people who care for them and will
do anything to fill their souls with Joy, and moreover god
has promised to keep it surrounded with Love, Faith and
Truth at all times.
Even though externally
speaking we are poor, internally speaking we are the richest
on Earth. This external poverty is our strength and the
internal richness, our asset. When we have this asset we
have no fear of being robbed. And this special asset has
also a special quality and that is: the more we give of
this asset the more we receive, THUS the asset grows.
THE TENTH MAN
A story I always
tell about these ten men around us.
The first man works
hard to produce enough food for him. His neighbor sees what
he has and wants it. This second man is stronger, so he
beats the first man and takes everything from him.
Then there is a third
man who is also greedy, but he is not strong enough to defeat
the second man and take his share. But there is a fourth
man who is much, much stronger. So, the third and the second
man decide to join forces, and both together defeat the
fourth man and share the loot.
The fifth man has
no character.
The sixth man is
the strongest, so he goes to the second and third men and
befriends them in so-called friendly terms of doing business
with them, and soon with his charms wins them both over.
Before long the second and the third men are overpowered.(
Do you see the history of our world here?)
What is happening
is that some people who are strong in their cunning and
evil ways are able to survive and all the other, simple
and humble people are suffering because they have no food
or nothing at all. But still they are sustained by their
divine gift, joy and smile and all those assets. This world
of these ten people is a strange one.
The story of the
seventh, eighth and ninth man goes the same as previous
men. Eighth man was the strongest amongst the three and
the other two were not at all rich in fighting with the
modern-warfare techniques but they were very, very rich
in spiritual things. So the eighth man became as powerful
as the group of the sixth man.
Then they started
to accuse each other and show each other, that the other
groups were all inhuman, bad and evil. Even though they
all did the same evil things, they each wanted to prove
to the others that only they were God-like and perfect;
All the others are evil and that ‘their’ truth was the absolute
truth, all the others ways were ‘False’ and not the truth.
So all the fight was going on forever and seemed completely
unstoppable and unfinishable!
You would feel it
once you consider yourself from another world and look into
this world from the outside.
Now I will tell you
about the tenth man. He has actually been seeing all these
things going on. He is a young person (young in Mind, Body
and Soul). He used to find himself so suffocated in this
world of ten people, but also he wanted to make this world
Beautiful. He had nothing when he decided to do something
about this disorder in this world. Just his FAITH in his
effort and ACTIONS: that he will at least do something and
it doesn’t matter even if he fails in the end, but he will
try HARD. Whenever some people pursue beauty, only the people
have a chance to fail but the beauty never fails.
This young man is
part of the FAMILY OF GOD of Aamar Nijer - My Own, where
YOU belong. Even if not for anyone there, at least to make
this world a beautiful place for all of us.
ARE WE HAPPY THAT
SOMEONE IS DYING OF EXTREME HUNGER AND ANOTHER OF HIS FELLOW
MAN IS THROWING AWAY SO MUCH EXCESS FOOD IN THE DRAINS?
ONE MAN IS JOYFUL
ALL HIS LIFE AND ANOTHER OF HIS FELLOW HUMAN BEINGS DOESN’T
HAVE A FRIEND EVEN TO TALK TO OR SOMEONE TO LOVE TRULY.
After we die what
will we be able to take with us?
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NITAI’S STORY
It took me years
of Continuous Hard Work to become Enlightened to the
Family of god. And once I realized that fact, of this
need for something, which is absolutely Aamar Nijer
- My Own for each person of this Earth, I devoted my
life to it completely. We became two when I brought
Nitai and adopted him as my family member. Nitai was
a dying destitute when I first saw him in Nirmal Hriday
at Kalighat, the Missionary of Charity house for the
Dying and Destitute. I worked there as a full time volunteer
from a year before Mother Teresa died, until the time
I left on 2002/March 30th.
Mother was always
condemned by everyone who did not know Mother’s ways
— that she took the people inside her house and then
feed them and then left them on their own back on the
streets. But to this Mother always used to say that
when she takes these people in, they are dying so she
takes them in and takes care of them and then gets them
better if they do not die. Then she makes them stand
on their feet and sends them out. That is what she said
was her job, and she used to challenge other people
to take the next job. So while working at that house
I always used to think of that part of what Mother asked
me to do. Taking care of them once they are out in the
streets. But obviously in a different way because now
the things are different since Mother Teresa died.
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Besides this, another thing was also working on me. I came
to Kolkata to do something beautiful for the poorest of
the poor of the world. Slowly and steadily I was realizing
that these people for whom I was working in the Dying destitute
home and in the stations and the streets of Kolkata and
the Prostitute areas and all other poor areas were actually
not Poor in the real sense of terms. The more I dedicated
myself and concentrated on my path in life and worked truly
with renunciations, the more I was realizing the REALITY
of the things; the world through the eyes of god. Slowly
my external eyes were becoming much deeper in its “vision
of god” in purity.
So coming back to
Nitai, he was also a mentally disturbed person. The first
time when he recovered and was sent back out on the street,
I saw him from the terrace and saw him going out in the
crowded street. He was looking here and there, as if he
is completely lost as to where to go and still he was walking
somewhere, which had no destination! After a few days he
was the same, the clothes he had been given were all black
with dirt, his eyes were full of dirt and a dried mark of
tear ran down the length of his one cheek. Another fresh
tear slowly rolling down from the other eye. Still he had
the same look. Lost, without destination and his look would
pass straight through. I have seen such a look in many people,
who are otherwise very rich, but the dark sunglasses would
hide that look, but here it was so strongly attacking my
conscious. Then after some weeks he was back to Nirmal Hriday
again as a dying destitute!!
This time after he
got better, he was again asked to leave the house to go
back outside. I found him hiding inside; he hadn’t even
come out to have his lunch. On asking he said that he didn’t
want to go out. But he had to go out as other patients were
waiting to take his bed. His hiding himself and the way
he said that he didn’t want to go back made me really want
to give him some shelter at my home, but that was not possible
at that time as I had basically nothing for myself. So I
got very depressed about not being able to do anything.
After this there
is an emotional story, which I will tell only if you ask
me about it. How finally I could take him to my home after
adopting him and making him my brother and the self-satisfying
struggles I am going through since then with him. You may
please Click HERE:
FREDERIC’S STORY
Then came Frederic
(not his real name as to maintain his privacy), from France
whom I met in Nirmail Hriday. He came as a “come-and-see”
with the Missionaries of Charity Brothers. But as I looked
at him I could feel that he had a deep Pain within him,
and I could also see that he has something, which he believes
in a lot, something about love. He did not want to become
a brother in the MC’s, but he was looking for something.
He felt he would try this option of the MCs too. Then I
talked with him and found that all I had felt about him
was true. By not going into more details, I have attached
an article written by him, (Detailed Version) where he tells
about his feelings in his new home and new family that is
now his, for life, no matter where in the world he would
be! He went back to his family and country in the middle
of May. He had stayed at his Aamar Nijer Bari/Home for nearly
two months. A new life has started for him now, which he
was juggling before to find out there. He is now in the
process of accepting and living with everything around him,
everything he gets in his life. New and fresh. Below he
shares his beautiful feelings.
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ANIL’S STORY
Then after Frederic
left god sent me to Anil, whom I found again so helplessly
moving around in a local station here. He had some deformity
in his body and even his speech was very unclear. He was
a mentally disturbed child of maybe 13 or 14 years old.
At the station I overlooked him but again I came back and
he told me he has no one. With wide eyes he was looking
around the station as he must have just got there a day
or two back. I brought him home but this time it was a very
difficult task. After a few days he started to behave strangely
and soon he became very violent. On top of that Nitai who
didn’t want to share the house with him, would scare him
a lot in order to make him leave, and Anil’s violent behavior
increased..
He wanted to go away.
He would not listen to anything I said and I was feeling
bad about leaving him back on the street as he was so helpless
and was unable to do anything for himself by himself. I
thought that it was a passing phase. One day he took a knife
from the kitchen and was scaring Nitai, and I tried to snatch
away the knife, and I got three stabs from the knife on
my hand. But still I had a lot of hope.
Everyone who knew
about that, was telling me to let him go on his own, and
I too was also not able to devote the time for him in the
house as I had so many things to do — I had to go out to
do all of them by myself and it was difficult. Still I was
not ready to give up. But, at last I had to leave him and
accept a lifetime of loss.
DAVE’S STORY
Then came my old
friend Dave (not his real name to maintain his privacy)
from the United States of America. Six months back, when
I was writing about my feelings and my desire to make Aamar
Nijer - My Own, Dave wrote to me asking if it was possible
to have such a place on earth and that he would so much
like to be a part of such a place of love.
So, as soon as he
got some time after finishing the preparatory school for
Meds School he had a two-month holiday and he decided to
come to be a part of our family of god. He could have done
so many things back home, but his soul, he said, was craving
to be part of this ‘Love affair’, which is Aamar Nijer -
My Own. Similarly he too like Frederic has some feelings
to share with you about his feelings at this home of love
and with all it’s various activities.
Dave was attached
to Aamar Nijer - My Own at the time when I was struggling
to start this school. He also went with me sometimes when
I used to go to all the schools to convince a teacher to
come and teach English. But since god wanted it to happen,
I started to teach there. I did not find anyone to teach
and I could not see and do nothing because of the excitement
of these girls who really wanted to learn. I felt if I didn’t
start to teach them, then my life was not worth living.
So anyway Dave once showed interest to skip his Kalighat
schedule, and he came to see the school. This was his feeling
at the school in the beginning, but after that he felt something
so special and the students there gave him so much joy that
he must have repented later that he did not come there earlier.
What he received there from everyone was something, which
will be always an undetectable part of his good life. He
wrote his initial feelings:
My
feelings for Aamar Nijer Training School by Dave
Well Dave had left
Kolkata by the end of July but even if he goes very far
off in distance, still he is very very close to Aamar Nijer
- My Own because now he is part of our family, of god.
If you want to talk
to Dave or Frederic or if you want him to write to them
then please CLICK HERE.
Frederic and Dave
has left for their new and fresh life but still Aamar Nijer
- My Own will have to go on, proceed in its destined Path.
May be someday some more people will come to help with Aamar
Nijer - My Own in it’s SO-VAST work. Till then we will struggle
hard because even if we have no people to help us, we have
god at least.
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