"O Mukunda! What a miracle! Four hours ago I felt Master's presence
in the room; my terrible symptoms immediately disappeared. I feel
that through his grace I am entirely well."
In a few weeks Sasi was stouter and in better health than ever
before. {FN17-1} But his singular reaction to his healing had an
ungrateful tinge: he seldom visited Sri Yukteswar again! My friend
told me one day that he so deeply regretted his previous mode of
life that he was ashamed to face Master.
I could only conclude that Sasi's illness had had the contrasting
effect of stiffening his will and impairing his manners.
The first two years of my course at Scottish Church College were
drawing to a close. My classroom attendance had been very spasmodic;
what little studying I did was only to keep peace with my family.
My two private tutors came regularly to my house; I was regularly
absent: I can discern at least this one regularity in my scholastic
career!
In India two successful years of college bring an Intermediate Arts
diploma; the student may then look forward to another two years
and his A.B. degree.
The Intermediate Arts final examinations loomed ominously ahead.
I fled to Puri, where my guru was spending a few weeks. Vaguely
hoping that he would sanction my nonappearance at the finals, I
related my embarrassing unpreparedness.
But Master smiled consolingly. "You have wholeheartedly pursued
your spiritual duties, and could not help neglecting your college
work.
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