The Story Of Swami Rama - Holybook

The Story Of Swami Rama
"I only live by loving all. When I am thirsty there is
always one with a cup of water for me, and when I
am hungry, there is always one with a loaf of
bread."
―But have you then any friends in America?―
"Ah, yes, I know but one American, you," said the
Swami, touching his shoulder, and by his touch,
the American realised, so to say, his old forgotten
acquaintance with him and became his ardent
admirer. This gentleman wrote: u Ho is a torch of
knowledge hailing from the Himalayas, The fire
can burn him not, the steel can cut him not Tears of
ecstasy roll down his eyes and his very presence
gives new life."
An old American lady went to see Swami Rama in
a private interview 2 and recited her tale of
domestic troubles to the Swami, and wept for
hours before him, as he sat cross-legged with him
eyes closed. She took him to be uncivil, when a
lady was weeping and crying so bitterly and not a
word of sympathy escaped his lips and not a kind
look. The Swami sat before her listening yet
2
Mrs. Wellman - this lady met me in India and gave me her whole
story.
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