my favorite book
THERE IS A ruggedness about the scene. Boulders lie as though scattered by a giant hand. Dry thorn and cactus fences, sun-parched fields, small hills eroded into gaunt shapes; and yet huge shady trees along the dusty road, and here and there, near tank or well, the vivid green of paddy fields.
that is a quote from Arthur Osborne'sRAMANA MAHARSHI AND THE PATH OF SELF-KNOWLEDGE (c) Sri Ramanasramam. It was the first book I read on Sri Ramana and the sacred hill, back in 1994 and over the years it proved to be my favourite. (even one of my most favorite books of all). You can find a pdf version on the net.
At the time Osborne visited the ashram (I suppose in the 1940ies) the sacred hill was almost barren. Reforestation has started only as late as 1988 thanks to the Annamalai Reforestation Society.
This picture is taken in the late afternoon, on the way back from Skandashram to Sri Ramanashram
(still day 4)
my favorite book
THERE IS A ruggedness about the scene. Boulders lie as though scattered by a giant hand. Dry thorn and cactus fences, sun-parched fields, small hills eroded into gaunt shapes; and yet huge shady trees along the dusty road, and here and there, near tank or well, the vivid green of paddy fields.
that is a quote from Arthur Osborne'sRAMANA MAHARSHI AND THE PATH OF SELF-KNOWLEDGE (c) Sri Ramanasramam. It was the first book I read on Sri Ramana and the sacred hill, back in 1994 and over the years it proved to be my favourite. (even one of my most favorite books of all). You can find a pdf version on the net.
At the time Osborne visited the ashram (I suppose in the 1940ies) the sacred hill was almost barren. Reforestation has started only as late as 1988 thanks to the Annamalai Reforestation Society.
This picture is taken in the late afternoon, on the way back from Skandashram to Sri Ramanashram
(still day 4)