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And preventing my inquisity's inquiry, I tuned the strings of my Sitar and begun my joyous rendering from the depth of my inner self. The stream of songs followed non-stop continuously, one by one with Hindi, Bangla, Gujarati Bhajans:
"Mon Chalo Nij Niketane...."
"Ashan Taler Matir Pore, Lutiye Rabo..."
"Atalun to Apaje Bhagwan! Mane Chhelli Ghadi..."
"Prabhu! Main Kya Mangu Gunheena..."
There was atmosphere created full of Joy and Joy ... the strings of Sitar were dancing with my singing,,...no, not My singing, it was being sung by SOME ONE ELSE through me...as if the front-seated EXISTENCE.OF THE DIVINE was singing and I had become just a medium, just an instrument like Sitar!
About one hour passed and lapsed in the sea of these mystical songs and tunes in the presence of this living Musical Mystic of the Modern Age. But he himself? He was humbly passing on the Credit of this Joyous Music unto me telling:
"My dear lad,I have become so fortunate that you have made me drink today the Glass of Nector of Bhajans--Nector of Love...!"
"No, no Chachaji ! Kindly don't make me ashamed by giving that credit to me...on the contrary, it is you who has made me drink the nector of love,since, it was not I, someone else, probably YOU were singing through me and, as if I was not there, my Ego had melted already...I didn't realize at all that I was singing...not I, not I...but thou..!"
And with this zeroness of the Self's Singing, our inner Musical Voyage begun, which was altered and put on the Divine Track by Holy Mother Chinnamma, Acharya Vinobaji and Nadananda Bapuraoji, earlier.
After solving the mystery of knowing and calling me, Mystic Mallikji commenced conversing on Baba Vinobaji and then extensively on very less known, but living in high Realm of self Realization CHINNAMMA MATAJI of Repalle. This Holy Mother, the incarnation of Motherly Love, Knowledge and Divinity, was so much remembered in this Mystic Mallikji's Divine Presence by me that tears flew out from my Eyes.... No, not only from my Eyes, even from Mallikji's eyes, more powerful and pious than mine!!!
As if tears reciprocated tears. Heart's sentiments reciprocated sentiments... Deeper self realized the vast Deeper Self..Chinnamma-like love of Chachaji bridged oneness and made me ONE with him...I visualized from his Nector-shedding eyes some time Mother Chinnamma, sometime some another long acquainted personality...! The Emptiness caused by Chinnamma Mataji's separation, was filled up as if by Chachaji...He soon acquired the place in my deeper self within and our Internal External Voyage commenced... the GUMNAM =GUM Poet became visible to wash out my inner layers of Ego and also to uplift my humanityserving and suffering revolutionary younger brother Kirtikumar.
8. Prof. Toliya AT GURUDEO TAGORE'S SANTINIKETAN
. I had my school and College studies at Amreli, Poona, Ahmedabad and Hyderabad-Deccan. Had also summer schools and short time courses at Mysore, Coimbatore, Benaras, etc., But it was my longing since childhood and youth to go to Gurudeo Rabindranath Thakur's Santiniketan and study over there. Inspite of the odds and obstacles, I could atleast manage to reach over there and got admitted myself in Vidya Bhavan for my Post Graduate Studies of M.A. Hindi and in Sangeet Bhavan for Rabindra Sangeet, in Summer of 1958. Though Gurudeo Tagore was not there physically, his spirit was yet working in form of his great Direct Descendants like Achar a Kshiti Mohan Sen, Nitai Vinod Goswami, Shantideb Ghosh, Nandlal Bose and several othe 's. Apart from these all, my Hindi Professors Ramsingh Tomar, Dr. Shivnathji, Smt. Kanika Deedi, were all kinc y looking after my well being and comforts over there. They were all so much pleased with my coming to Santiniketan having known my long-cherished fulfilment of
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