SWAMI VIVEKANANDA

Swami Vivekananda once said, “If you have lost your wealth, you have lost nothing; if you have lost your health, you have lost something; if you have lost your character, you have lost everything.” I strongly believe in this saying of Swami Vivekananda. Character makes a human being. A person with spotless and indisputable character is invaluable, whereas the wealthiest person without character is not even worth mentioning. A person of character will attract wealth but a wealthy person cannot buy good character even with all his/her wealth. But, sad to note that people now-a-days give more importance to “money” than “character.” Money has become the “only religion” people worship of late.


Saturday, February 6, 2010

SWAMI VIVEKANANDA

A regal, majestic figure of commanding presence, vast learning and deep insight, Swami
Vivekananda was barely 30 years old when he created a stir at the World’s Parliament
of Religions in Chicago in 1893. Three and a half years later, when he returned to
India, his homeland, it was as a colossus of strength, courage, confidence, love and manliness
– the embodiment of the ideal of the ‘man-making and character-building’
education he propagated.
Swami Vivekananda was born Narendranath Datta on 12 January 1863 in Calcutta
in a respectable middle-class family. His father, Viswanath Datta, was an attorney
and was a lover of the arts and literature. Although liberal-minded, Viswanath was sceptical
about religious practices. On the other hand, Narendra’s mother, Bhubaneshwari
Devi, was a pious, kind-hearted lady, devoted to the Hindu traditions. The influence
of each of his parents on Narendra was different, yet together they provided a congenial
atmosphere for the precocious boy to grow into an energetic young man with
high ideals.
During his formative years he developed extraordinary mental abilities which some
people either misunderstood or ignored, but which others appreciated and took as signs
of an outstanding individual. As a child he liked to play at meditation and wouldeasily become engrossed. Once when he was seated thus in meditation along with
some of his friends, the sudden appearance of a cobra slithering across the floor
drove all of the children out of the room except Narendra, who remained absorbed
in meditation.
Narendra’s power of concentration – of fixing his mind on one thing while detaching
it from everything else – was remarkable. In his later life he once shot in succession
twelve eggshells bobbing up and down on the water of a river, although he had never
fired a gun before. No less striking was his self-control. He remained calm and unruffled,
no matter how dramatic the situation he was in.