The sun says, "You lazy creature, you would sleep for ever, but I shan't let you, I shall wake you up."
And he sends his living beams through the windows -
"suurya aatmaa jagatah tasthushah cha."
"The sun is the Self, the ground of all that moves and all that is still." The rishi calls him "mitra", friend.
"mitro janaan yaatayati bruvaano
mitro daadhar prithiviim uta dyaam."
"This friend calls out to the people and puts them to work. He upholds heaven and earth."
In truth the sun is the foundation of life. See the Lord in him.
12. And then the holy Ganga! When I was living in Kashi, I used to go
and sit on the banks of the Ganga. I would go and sit there in the loneliness of night. What beauty,
what brightness in its flow! Those lovely and majestic waters and countless stars of the sky in them! I
would sit there speechless. What calm of the mind was mine when my eyes were filled with the sight of
the Ganga, which descended from the matted locks of Shiva, from the Himalayas, the river by whose
banks Kings, casting off the bauble of power, perform their austerities.
In the stillness of the peace, I began to understand why the Hindu wishes that after death his bones at
least should be thrown into the Ganga. You may laugh, but that does not alter the fact.
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