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Who Is Ajja?


A Meeting with the Absolute
by Andrew Cohen
 

introduction

Ajja

Every other year at the Vivekananda Kendra, a yoga foundation outside Bangalore, India, a conference entitled "Frontiers in Yoga Research and Applications" is held. The theme is always the relationship between science and spirituality, consciousness research, and the medical applications of yoga. On my first visit, I didn't know what to expect, but on my second, as an invited speaker on enlightenment, I knew that at this conference anything was possible. At this event, where the mundane and the sacred meet and intermingle on so many levels simultaneously, a most unusual cast of characters comes together in a kind of soup that only Mother India can cook. But in spite of knowing this, when I returned to southern India that December, I had no idea that I would have the rare opportunity to spend time with that most precious gem—a fully enlightened jnani [man of knowledge], one who has realized the Self Absolute.

Ajja, or "grandfather," as he is fondly called by all those who know him, is a living example of the extraordinary spiritual legacy of India, and his personal story is as strange and mysterious as it is miraculous. Born in 1916, Ramachandra was a wealthy farmer and landowner who, although he expressed no particular interest in matters spiritual, was said to be naturally possessed of unusual purity of heart and rare simplicity of being. One day, at the age of thirty-six, for no apparent reason, Ramachandra was struck by a terrible pain in his heart that gradually spread throughout his entire body. For six months he bore what he describes as excruciating physical pain, and all the while his family tried desperately to find out what was causing him to suffer so. Their efforts proved to be fruitless, as no one could find the cause of his torment. Then, as suddenly as it had appeared, the pain vanished, leaving no trace. Although previously he had not been a deep thinker, this experience provoked an intense inquiry within him that lasted, we were told, for several months. "What is this pain that has been torturing my body?" he asked himself. "What is bondage? What is liberation?" Because of his simplicity and the purity of his mind, he was able to go to the very root of these questions in no time at all. What he found in his investigation is that pain is bondage, and that the root cause of bondage is karma. Karma is created by mind, he realized, mind being all thoughts that are concerned with the small self. On the last night of his inward inquiry, he asked himself: "What is the root of worldly possessions? Of money?" Money, he concluded, is the most important thing in the world, and all fear and insecurity are rooted in attachment to that.

In that instant, he experienced a powerful vision that was both glorious and terrifying. Before him there appeared an extremely beautiful woman whose entire body was red and who, to his horror, had blood pouring profusely from her mouth. He recognized her to be death incarnate. And as he beheld her for some time, he had a powerful insight. The root of money, he realized, is possession. And possession, he realized, is death. Then the female form vanished and a door appeared, at which point, a final inquiry began within him. "Who am I?" he asked himself. The door then opened and he left his body through the top of his head. He was met by "divine entities" that guided him further on his journey to what he calls the "third level." During this entire process, which took place in the middle of the night, he was lying on the floor in his room, apparently physically dead. All the while, Ishmael, a Muslim farmer who was destined to become his closest devotee, was sitting by his side, commanded, we were told, by the unknown to look after his body. Then, a ball of light appeared and hovered near his inert form—and then entered it. As the light entered Ajja's body, he opened his eyes, and the first words that he uttered were, "The one who was here is gone—someone else has come." He continued, "I am not the body. I have no mother, I have no father. I am that brightness."

For the next three months, Ajja sat quietly in his house while a profound silence within him grew in intensity. As his mind was gradually adjusting to his new condition, he became so sensitive that even the slightest sound was completely unbearable to him.

At the end of this period, he emerged from his house, utterly transformed. Completely intoxicated, he would wander naked, at times dancing and singing for hours in the rain, and at times staring endlessly at the sun. He slept on rocks and under trees. His family thought he had gone mad and finally committed him to an asylum. When the doctors asked him what his name was, he replied, "I have no name." When they asked him where he lived, he answered, "Everywhere." After two months, the doctors determined that he was not mad and released him.

He spent the next twenty years as a roaming avadhuta [one who has cast off all concerns], so deeply immersed in the consciousness of the SELF that most of the time he seemed to be oblivious to the world around him. Ishmael, now his constant companion, looked after the needs of his body. Then, in 1961, when he was in Rishikesh, in northern India, he heard a voice call out to him, "Come to me. You come to me. I am here in Ganeshpuri." Responding immediately, he went to Ganeshpuri and saw the legendary Swami Nityananda, with whom he spent only five minutes. Not a word was uttered as they stared into each other's eyes. It was this meeting that enabled Ajja to "come back to earth," and soon after, he began to wear clothes and to speak again.

Back in his small village, he continued to spend most of his time in silence. Ten years ago, the famous pundit Bannanje Govindacharya was giving a talk about Vedanta [sacred Hindu scripture] in Ajja's village, exhorting people to "go within!" Ajja, who was listening, followed his instructions to the letter. It was then that the pundit discovered him because Ajja, upon going into a mystical trance, fell down. When the pundit went to him and asked, "What happened to you?" Ajja replied innocently, "You told me to go inside. I went inside."

Govindacharya recognized Ajja's realization to be in accordance with the Upanishads [the classical scriptures of Vedanta], and as a result of their meeting, which has grown into a warm friendship, Ajja's reputation as a living master of Advaita, or nonduality, began to spread throughout Karnataka state in southern India.

It was early evening at the yoga conference when Ajja began to speak simply and unpretentiously about the nature of our true identity to a mostly Indian audience. His utter vulnerability was almost painful to behold. Sitting in front of a large number of people, he seemed to be uncomfortable and even slightly suffocated by the role that he had been thrust into. Speaking slowly and deliberately, his few words penetrated deeply to the core of Being. He spoke of unimaginable bliss and of transcending the mind completely. He described tremendous energy moving in his spine and the great importance of one-pointed desire for moksha, or emancipation. Again and again, he emphasized the absolute necessity of stilling the mind in order to experience directly that which lay beyond it. As he spoke, his authenticity was made apparent more by how he was than by what he said. This was a man who seemed to have no face, no name, and most striking of all, appeared to have no mind or personality in the ordinary sense. His discomfort with the spoken word was obvious, and he continually repeated that "one cannot speak about these things"—they can only be understood through direct experience. To my surprise, who Ajja was seemed not to be apparent to many people in the audience—some aggressively demanded proof from the gentle man that he was genuine. To make matters worse, some of his ardent devotees began to declare aloud in no uncertain terms that their guru was a living example of the highest attainment described in the Upanishads. A circus-like atmosphere was soon created that spread throughout the room. In the midst of the chaos, Ajja chose to remain silent.

Later that evening, I went with a few of my students to meet Ajja in his room. When we arrived, he was on the receiving end of piercing questions from the renowned physicist George Sudarshan who, in addition to having been a candidate for a Nobel Prize, has also been intimately associated with the Maharishi Mahesh Yogi and the great J. Krishnamurti. "Ajja," the physicist asked, "when two people are standing side by side, gazing at the moon high up in the night sky, why is it that one experiences intense curiosity as to why things are the way they are, and the other has no curiosity at all?" Ajja replied in the way that he answers many questions, "You have to have the experience. Only then will you be able to understand." The physicist would not accept Ajja's response, claiming that anybody could say this, that Ajja was avoiding the question, and that it was simply not an acceptable answer. I found myself going back and forth between two completely different experiences of what was occurring. On one hand, I was impressed with the physicist's courageous unwillingness to accept anything less than a direct answer from an enlightened man. On the other hand, I couldn't help but be equally impressed by Ajja's striking equanimity. Even though Ajja appeared to be unable to respond directly to the question, I was touched simply by the deeply vulnerable nature of his being. It seemed ironic to me that while the physicist appeared unable to perceive the greatness of the man who was sitting in front of him, neither could Ajja recognize why his own response to the physicist was so unreasonable.

I visited with Ajja on two more occasions, traveling from the ashram where we were staying, half an hour's drive outside of Bangalore, into the city, where he was staying at the apartment of one of his devotees. Attempting to "interview" Ajja for this issue of What Is Enlightenment? proved to be more challenging than we had anticipated. Being a man so deeply and utterly absorbed in the nondual nature of his own self, he finds any question that in any way requires the consideration of a subject-object relationship almost impossible to comprehend.

Upon leaving Bangalore after our first three-hour interview with Ajja, we were amazed and deeply touched, but also slightly confused. There was no question in our minds that we had just been sitting in the company of a profoundly enlightened man whose "state" or "attainment" is undoubtedly extremely rare. And it became very clear after spending only a short period of time in Ajja's intimate presence that he is one who had left this world and everyone in it far behind a long time ago. But there were some strange tales from his devotees. One was that Ajja was in fact the reincarnation of Mahatma Gandhi. We were told that when Ramachandra left his body through the top of his head, the soul of the great saint, pacifist, and revolutionary entered Ramachandra's empty vessel. "Only in India!" I thought to myself. We were also informed that Ajja had the clairvoyant ability to reveal to others who they were in prior births—but when he did, it almost always turned out that they had been foot soldiers in Gandhi's revolution. So on our second visit, I forced myself to ask him if what we had heard from some of his devotees was true. Was he the reincarnation of Mahatma Gandhi? To which he replied, "What I experienced was Universal Soul." But this question was never completely resolved, as Ajja still made room for it to be true, even if only in other people's minds. "We cannot see our own face," he added. "That is left to others."

In the end, more than anything else, what I was profoundly moved by was this extraordinary man's utter emptiness of a personal self. Indeed, he does seem to be a literal example of one whose mind and body have become a truly empty vessel through which that One without a second shines, untainted by even a trace of individuality.

 
 

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