Baba Maharaj's Voice
Baba Maharaj was a supreme devotee, utterly immersed in the love of Lord Krishna! The Divyamrutdhara that flowed through his voice was nothing less than the immortal Upanishad of the grandeur of the Sadguru’s grace. During his discourses, his voice carried a rare purity and a deep undercurrent of compassion—what the science of yoga calls the Sushumna Nada. His words, imbued with an electrifying energy, sent shivers down the spines of his listeners. He was a speaker who held life itself in his grasp!
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Every word from Baba’s lips carried an extraordinary radiance and sharpness. His oration was unparalleled—his delivery, his expressions, and his presence exuded such divine brilliance that his audience would become utterly spellbound, as if struck by a celestial enchantment. While speaking, he bore the aura of an ancient Upanishadic sage—his posture effortless, his spine erect, his face reflecting deep wisdom, his eyes lustrous, his voice reassuring, and his words flowing naturally, yet always leaving a profound impact. His speech carried a mesmerizing cadence, a rhythm that resonated with the soul (also known as naad).
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More than mere bookish knowledge, his words revealed a direct, doubtless experience of the living truth. His discourses were revelations of self-realized wisdom. His insights were so fundamental, so intimate, so rich in essence, and so deeply touching that time itself seemed to stand still. The external world faded away for his listeners. Their eyes would close involuntarily, as waves of something wondrous, something profoundly sweet and soul-stirring, rippled through their innermost being.
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The flow, the force, and the sheer momentum of Baba’s speech were immense. Even words, it seemed, had their own divine essence, and through his voice, one could glimpse the very presence of Shabdeshwar—the divine in sound. Not just during discourses, but in every moment of his speech—whether eating, drinking, walking, conversing, or engaging in daily life—his words were filled with wisdom and revelation. No matter the subject, his voice resounded with the essence of dharma.
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His contemplations were infused with a living consciousness, and so, his words carried the very touch of nectar. He had an unparalleled power to draw people toward him. Baba would often say, “In this discourse, I have given something to everyone.” And indeed, as the listeners departed, they carried within them joy, inner bliss, and for some, even the supreme ecstasy of divine realization.
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What is the voice of divinity, if not this?