Living in The Presence
- To begin with..
- Sri Aurobindo And The Mother
- Longing For Pondicherry
- Our First Darshan Of The Mother
- The Evening Meditation
- The Mother Watches My Dance
- Darshan of Mahadeva
- In The Clutches Of Bhairavi
- Sri Aurobindo's Last Darshan
- The Full Moon Of Lakshmi
- Ornaments
- My Education
- Baba's Coming To The Ashram
- My Education Starts At The Ashram School
- My First Birthday At The Ashram
- The Day After
- My Dance At The Playground
- My Second Birthday At The Ashram
- Aspiration And Receptivity
- My necklace
- My Education In Music
- My First Interview With The Mother
- A Question About The 1st December Programme
- About The 'Aspiration' Dance
- The Dress-Rehearsal Of The 1st December Programme
- My Most Unforgettable Birthday
- Cultivate Your Will-power
- Om
- The Day Of The Programme
- An Experience During The 1st December Programme
- Making The Salwar-kameez For The Mother
- In The Grip Of Jealousy
- An Attempt At a Dance-drama On Savitri
- My Birthday Of 1963
- Will I Ever Transform Myself
- A Dream
- My French Class
- A French Poem On My Birthday
- Programme By The French Class
- Spoken French Class
- Excursions
- Conversation About The Body
- The Mother And Arup
- Organising Programmes by Visiting Artists
- Sangeetmala
- My Programme-loving Self
- The Hour of God
- The Music Section
- Western Music Education
- The Organ From The Mother
- The Dance Of Mahakali
- The Rhythm Eternal
- About Another Programme
- About Rehearsals
- Mischief In The Singing Class
- A Wish Fulfilled
- A Little Problem
- Imitating The Mother’s Music
- No, No, That’s a Music Room
- The Organ Is Your Instrument
- Attack By Negative Forces
- Am I Mad
- Singing Class In Auroville
- A Letter
- Bengali Dramatic Section
- Some Thoughts On Organising Programmes
- Puja-Celebrations By JIPMER Doctors
- All India Radio (Pondicherry)
- Seminar Of World Union
- My Friend
- New Birthday Dress
- Different Schools Of Music
- Total Concentration
- Sri Aurobindo’s Centenary
- Sterling Gold
- To Round Off
- Gratitude Without End
- My Pranam

Sri Aurobindo's Centenary
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The following day, Navajata-ji arrived accompanied by a gentleman in Red House. Navajata-ji introduced him to me as Mr Angadi who was from Karnataka but based in London. He was the editor of a journal called Asian Music. Handing me a copy of this journal, they sat down. I flipped through the journal and noticed that there were photos of very reputed musicians. Mr Angadi said, "Miss Shobha, I have come to you with a proposal. My work is to bring celebrated musicians from the West to India and organise their concerts in the metros here and take good musicians from India and organise their concerts in Europe, America, Japan, China, etc. After seeing your programme last night, I was greatly impressed. I have listened to the best of musicians from both the East and the West but I had never felt before the kind of spiritual atmosphere your programme created last night. It was absolutely unique. That's why I would like to show to the world the kind of work that is being carried out in the Ashram. I would like to spread the Vision of Sri Aurobindo and the Mother throughout the world, which you did so beautifully in your programme. I would like to take you and your twelve participants on a world tour. We shall begin with the metros in India, then go to Europe, America, Japan, China, etc. It will be a 26-day tour after which you will all be brought back to the Ashram. The financial responsibility for this tour will be entirely mine. Your work will be simply to present Towards the Future wherever we go. That is my humble request to you." After listening to the gentleman, I requested him to write about his project to the Mother in detail. We would do whatever the Mother decided. Navajata-
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After they left Red House I became somewhat nervous. My mind was burdened with all sorts of thoughts and ideas. What would happen if the Mother did agree to his proposal? It is so difficult to imagine staying out of the Ashram for a single day, how would I stay out for 26? Moreover, I had never been on a plane either! How would I take flights between all these countries? I was wracked by such unsettling thoughts. Until the Mother replied, my mind was all restless and jittery, and a real battle was going on inside. Besides, the entire group of participants had turned up at Red House on hearing this news. Everyone was so excited! When they cam to know that the decision would be entirely left to the Mother, some of them were slightly crestfallen. One of my students blurted out, "Why did you have to inform the Mother, Shobha-di? We could have simply gone. Now if the Mother says 'no', it's all over!" Everyone burst out laughing listening to her childish reaction. However, we spent a lovely evening that day all together.
She had written:
I
do not want my boys and girls to go out to do programmes.
Naturally
Mr Angadi was disheartened but he accepted the
Mother's decision silently. Nolini-da sent for me the next morning.
Hardly had I entered his room that he exclaimed, "Come,
come Shobha. The Mother has asked me to tell you that
people will know your worth only here. She doesn't want
you to go out to do programmes." After hearing this, I told
Nolini-da that if the Mother asks me not to go around the
world because She considers me Her child, then that is my
greatest reward. That is my supreme wealth. What can be
greater than that? Nolini-da offered me some flowers and
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After
this incident, quite a few other requests have come to
me to go out to do programmes but I have always declined the
gracious offers without the slightest hesitation.
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