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Christianity is
the highest religion!

When I go to the toilet,
God goes to the toilet

The body gets rid of
disease through pain







Faqir Baba

Manav Dayal

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Bassi Gulam


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Lakbir Singh



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Lahori Pandiji

Ramesh Giri

Asha Thakur

Station Master - The Saint with the knife and rod

Meditation is Universal and  yet the most individual happening one can possibly imagine.
In the so called developed countries younger generations are in danger of losing their individual faces in the matrix-like black hole of consumerism. 

Individuality is thus becoming defined by the choice of mobile-phone ring-tones. We purchase special watches, get unique tattoos or plastic surgery to cover the fact that we have all become so terribly alike and one-dimensional
that our behavior patterns easily can be reproduced in the Californian dream-factories.

Red Hot Chili Pepper have made a music-video
called Californication. The post-modern philosopher Baudrillard has shown how simulacra replaces true life in a hyper-real world.

We self-satisfied westerners are metaphorically becoming like the Antarctic birds called lemmings who collectively commit suicide - 50.000 at a time.

The blue pill is made of true individuality - Soul.

India is still a place of Soul! It is a country harboring a Dickens-like rainbow of distinct archetypical individualities. You could clone an entire nation out of just one Indian!  I think you can feel this just by browsing this website for a  few minutes.
After a meeting with the man you see in the picture, I spontaneously felt like hugging him goodbye. At that time I had no thoughts like the ones you can read here.
The room in which we were was dark and unbearable hot - Indian summer June 2000. 
And his presence felt like something in between ice and light. So I went like a moth towards the candle and embraced it.
He replied:

Why does this man embrace this body?
My wife says it stinks!

The universal truth behind this statement made by this old retired stationmaster  living somewhere in a dark room without fan can be found in the ancient Indian scriptures as well as it can be rediscovered by any individual who has the courage to loose herself into itself.

The universal truth in His words are: You are not this body!

But at the same time this grumpy old runkedor through his unique humor had managed to add his own distinct "smell" to the universe.

There is no other being on this planet similar to this Stationmaster.
I think you can sense it - looking at these rare photos.

(They were actually taken against his will and with a disturbing flashlight - forgive me!)

The good and the bad Master
Bharadwaj and I knocked on the door to the Stationmasters humble house he made one thing clear from the very beginning. Actually he made it a condition for our entering his premises that each of us had to chose now - if we had not done so already.

He said:

You have to chose... there is no middle path ... either this world or GOD!

I must confess that I was irritated by the predictability in his words. Now this was a typical spiritual cliché! I  have heard this statement many times before... (Oh, how wrong I was!)

Do you have any questions?
If you don't have any genuine questions you might as well leave now!!

His intense, impolite behavior caught my body between the chair I was going for and his couch. He grabbed my arm and practically forced my to sit beside him on his couch.  His face went closer to mine - it stopped when our faces were around 5 cm from each other. Through a distinct odor of "old man" a pair of laser-eyes had spotted their target - a deer caught on the middle
of the road by the lights from a car - collision was unavoidable. 

Do you know that the most important sense to conquer is the sense of feeling?
Through the skin it covers the whole body. Therefore I never use a fan -
not even in June! You are all slaves of positive feelings through this sense.
Now what is your question?

I then asked him how he had conquered his skin and the world. His answer made me sweat and freeze at the same time.

I was sitting on this couch. I held a knife to my throat.
I said: 
Oh mind! - if you rise your head I will cut...
Then the mind did not come.

In this moment the world stopped.

So I will use this break from time and space to write all these thoughts from here: from my laptop years later. What the Stationmaster here uttered was not mere talking! His words were more like primordial sounds capable of being transporters of spiritual essence. It was a pure gift of intense aliveness in a stark contrast to the old body on the couch. Yet at the same time I can say that I did not make this choice between this world and God - I never did. This dualism had and has no meaning for me.
Dear reader! This leads us to a very important issue:
If we are all individual in our universal essence it is impossible to copy a Master - it is impossible to do what he tells you to do...
So we have to imbibe essence instead of sitting with our small knives trying to imitate a Stationmaster.    

Why do you come again and again?!
Bharadwaj - soma, same in essence, but at same time coming from an entirely different planet. The stationmaster always scolds Bharadwaj:

Why do you come here again and again!?  
Don't you know that God also is in the streets?

Bharadwaj replies with a silent, radiant smile ... This requires courage!

And courage as essence was easy to feel and imbibe in the company of this Divine Inspirator! Listen now what the Stationmaster said about the relationship to his own Gurus.

The Stationmaster had had two Gurus. After 10 years of unwavering spiritual practice starting with his retirement at the age of 60 he realized his Eternal Soul.
Then he went to his first Guru with the following words:

I have Realized... I don't need you or your company anymore.

This Guru got furious and through the Stationmaster out of his ashram.
Then the Stationmaster went to his second Guru - a man still living on a churchyard around 100 Km outside New Delhi. He repeated his statement. The churchyard-guru congratulated the Stationmaster with his achievement.

Now back to Hoshiarpur June 2000...
With the immense intense eyes you can sense on the above picture the
Stationmaster grilled us with these words:

Don't rely upon a Guru!
Don't make me a Guru!

Just cultivate your willpower
 If the mind comes:
use the rod!



Stationmaster to
 The rickshawallah was suposed to get 5 rupies. You gave him 10 -   That is good!


Why do you come here again and again!?  
Dont you know that God also is in the streets!?