Professor N.R. Krishnamurthy Aiyer Speaks:
I am now ninety-two years old and I first met Sri Ramana Maharshi in the summer of 1914, when I was just a boy of sixteen. We were then on a pilgrimage to Tirupati and had halted in Tiruvannamalai, from where my grandmother hailed. We were not strangers to this town.
In the pilgrim party there were half a dozen boys, all of whom were about my age. We all decided to go up to Virupaksha cave. The Maharshi was then residing there and was attentive to all the activities of us youngsters. I noticed his gaze particularly focused on me.
Bhagvan Ramana in his youth
We were all playing with the conch shell. The sadhus used to blow this shell like a horn when they went into town to beg for alms. Continue reading