: What is religion's answer to abject poverty in this country (India)? A:
Jai Jai Jagadeeswara! Salutations!!
Recently, due to a terrible stomach pain, I got into a taxi to reach Dr. Rama Rao to consult with him. The taximan assured me that he knows Rama Rao well and took me to his house. While the taxi was madly rushing through the gate, I did look out and read the board of 'Rama Rao. With full confidence, I entered the house. The secretary informed me that Rs. 25 is the consultation fee. I paid the moeny. She guided me to his room. When she left, I elaborately explained my problem, and Rama Rao patiently listened to it all. Then he got up from his seat and held the door open. I walked out and he followed me. I was sure that he was taking me to the porch and, with a pleasant smile on his face, with his long, pointed fingers he stretched out his arm and showed me the opposite house accross the road and said, "Swami, that is Dr. Rama Rao. I am Lawyer Rama Rao."
I lost my Rs. 25, but I was grateful to him, because had he prescribed the medicine, I would have faithfully followed him, and perhaps would have come to a great tragedy.
My dear Latha, why are you bringing economic, social, and political problems to the doors of religion? What can Mother Sruti do, except stretch out her wrinkled arm and show to you the politician and the economist, and say that, "'I am in charge of values, but they are responsible for the arrangement of things and beings in the world"?
I know that you are completely despaired of the politician and the economist, that you have no faith in them, that you are convinced that they are useless. But they are not avaflable for the discussion, while this poor Swami is available. Therefore, you are sending out your kicks meant for them, care of me. My answer is that, "I am out . of station, address "Not known."
With Prem and Om
Thy Own Self,
Swami Chinmayananda.
Jai Jai Jagadeeswara! Salutations!!
Recently, due to a terrible stomach pain, I got into a taxi to reach Dr. Rama Rao to consult with him. The taximan assured me that he knows Rama Rao well and took me to his house. While the taxi was madly rushing through the gate, I did look out and read the board of 'Rama Rao. With full confidence, I entered the house. The secretary informed me that Rs. 25 is the consultation fee. I paid the moeny. She guided me to his room. When she left, I elaborately explained my problem, and Rama Rao patiently listened to it all. Then he got up from his seat and held the door open. I walked out and he followed me. I was sure that he was taking me to the porch and, with a pleasant smile on his face, with his long, pointed fingers he stretched out his arm and showed me the opposite house accross the road and said, "Swami, that is Dr. Rama Rao. I am Lawyer Rama Rao."
I lost my Rs. 25, but I was grateful to him, because had he prescribed the medicine, I would have faithfully followed him, and perhaps would have come to a great tragedy.
My dear Latha, why are you bringing economic, social, and political problems to the doors of religion? What can Mother Sruti do, except stretch out her wrinkled arm and show to you the politician and the economist, and say that, "'I am in charge of values, but they are responsible for the arrangement of things and beings in the world"?
I know that you are completely despaired of the politician and the economist, that you have no faith in them, that you are convinced that they are useless. But they are not avaflable for the discussion, while this poor Swami is available. Therefore, you are sending out your kicks meant for them, care of me. My answer is that, "I am out . of station, address "Not known."
With Prem and Om
Thy Own Self,
Swami Chinmayananda.
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