Sri Aurobindo

Letters of Sri Aurobindo

Volume 2. 1934 — 1935

Letter ID: 489

Sri Aurobindo — Roy, Dilip Kumar

September 23, 1934

To Mother

Today I have had a most vivid dream which is almost unique in a way as it was full of not only devotion but ananda from the start. It was like this: I had it just now about 3.30 p.m. I think. It is now 4.

After my midday meal I read for a while Jules Romain’s famous novel Les Hommes de Bonne Volonté and then read a little Gita and Bejoy Krishna and began to do japa of your name, but not concentration properly speaking. I did japa and prayed to you for quite an hour perhaps before I fell asleep. I dreamed this:

I was singing. Suddenly I felt a devotion and sang a song of my father’s composition which I seldom sing, curiously, as it is more a joy of vivid ananda than of aspiration and ananda I seldom feel, if at all. It runs like this

Ebār tore chinechhi Mā ār ki Shyāmā tore chhāri

Bhaber dukhah bhaber jwālā pathiye dichchi jamer bāri

which may be translated thus:

“I have come to know Thee (O) Mother mine never more shall I let Thee part

Now is gone for ever all sorrow of the earth and shadowing afflictions dark.”

In the original the song is extremely beautiful both as a poem and as a musical composition of joy.

As I was singing my voice became so thick with ecstasy (in the dream I mean) that I could hardly sing it and was marvelling – as I could emit such deep notes from the technical point of view. It is strange that even then I was appreciating my musical technique and execution when tears were flowing fast! But it was extremely vivid! And my whole being was invaded by a sweetness and joy (not waves of any sort as I have before had without peace or joy) and love and ananda that it was difficult not to melt in gratefulness to you.

Suddenly I felt it must be told you. And you appeared and sat on my cot where I was singing. I then fell on your feet and told you all that weeping profusely. You caressed me sweetly and then I dreamed of Sri Aurobindo too (helping Rameshwar De of Chandernagore with a letter, etc. – queer! – and all sorts of confidential questions he was asking me thereanent!!) and it was most delectable and lovely. Then you said to me: “Now don’t indulge your movements of dark despair and keep your promise in the song.” It is a most cogent song, a cogent weeping and cogent advice and last though not least a most cogent joy!! N’est-ce pas? [Isn’t it?]

A very good dream and true. It is something that has happened in the vital and a very good happening.

As for Rameshwar, it is very likely that communication takes place in the vital, for there he has an aspiration and has made some progress there, not exactly Yogic, but of the preparatory kind.