"Maurice Frydman was a genius. He was born in a Jewish ghetto in Poland. He came from such a poor family, that he tasted white bread only at the age of thirteen. He could read and write Russian, Hebrew and Cyrillic by the age of ten, and could speak fluent Russian, Polish, French, English and Hebrew. He stood first in his class right from his school days to the time he was a student of electrical engineering. An extraordinary genius, he had nearly a hundred patents for his engineering inventions by the time he was just twenty.
At the age of twenty five, Maurice had a strong inner urge to seek God...Maurice was extremely close to Bhagavan...One day, while Bhagavan was coming down the hill, Maurice came and stood in front of him, dressed in the ochre robes and beads of a Hindu monk....Bhagavan started laughing. Then, Bhagavan smilingly said, “Hey, he looks like a buffoon in a circus.” Maurice understood. All his life he had been a true sanyasin from within...Maurice never had any kind of attachment.
Maurice put forth a lot of incisive questions to Bhagavan on the practical aspects of sadhana. It was not to satisfy his intellectual curiosity that he asked them. Bhagavan would patiently answer his questions. Maurice used to record these exchanges and then show the record to Bhagavan and get it corrected. This was later published as Maharshi‟s Gospel...
Once, Nisargadatta Maharaj turned and said in a compassionate tone, “Maurice Frydman was a jnani. He was a saint, a sage.”...
Maurice Frydman has blessed us all by bringing to us the essence of the teachings of Ramana Maharshi and Nisargadatta Maharaj. How fortunate we are for the life of such a great person, a person who wanted to remain unnoticed and unseen."
~ shared by Fidarose Isha
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