The Northampton Seminar
As a young Hindu boy I was fascinated with people who claimed to be holy. I often visited one such holy man. He was my uncle. It was common knowledge that shortly after the conception of their only child, he took a vow of silence and celibacy and entered a trance-like state through meditation and the practice of yoga.
His silence amazed me. I remember how his son (my cousin, Rabi) and I would gaze into his face hoping for some response — a word or even a smile. But not once did he turn to smile or speak. He died without his son ever having heard his voice.
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