When I left home (in my seventeenth year), I was like a speck swept on by a tremendous flood. I knew not my body or the world, whether it was day or night. It was difficult even to open my eyes; the eyelids seemed to be glued down. My body became a mere skeleton. Visitors pitied my plight as they were not aware how blissful I was. It was after years that I came across the term `Brahman [?]' when I happened to look into some books on Vedanta [?] brought to me. Amused, I said to myself, `Is this known as Brahman'! "
-- To read full story, See Surpassing Love and Grace, recounted by Sri Vishwanath Swamy.
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