| On such occasions I am reminded
of a Marathi abhang, psalm :-
"In front of me stand the high
mountains of craving and anger : Far, far beyond them is the Infinite.
"
Beyond the high mountains of craving and anger dwells the Lord
Narayana. In the same way, behind these book sheaps, the King of Knowledge sits hidden. Though
surrounded by libraries and reading rooms, man everywhere still remains a monkey without culture or
knowledge.
Once in a big library in Baroda, a gentleman
was taking out a fat volume with pictures in it. He thought it was in English. I asked
him what book it was, and he thrust it forward. I said, "But this is
French," and he replied "So it has turned out to be a French book, has
it? So you know French, do you?" Clear Roman letters, fine pictures and a beautiful binding - isn't this
knowledge enough?
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