Baba

No we are not in some ashram in India but just a few villages away from where we live. I’d heard of the remarkable baba from friends and was introduced to him the other day.

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Baba Cesare, who was born in Turin, has an ashram in that city of cities Vijayanagar, otherwise known as Hampi, but comes to Italy for the summer when temperatures rise immeasurably in that central part of the Deccan.

A baba, or sadhu, is a person who has renounced the world. His town is the forest, his home is a cave, his bed is the living earth and he drinks water only from rivers.

Owning nothing the Sadhu is completely liberated, standing even outside India’s caste system or our own more egalitarian, but still hierarchical, social classes. The sadhu is beyond aspirations of ambition, superiority or power.

I felt a true affinity with Baba Cesare and returned to that India I had experienced as a teenager when I hitched on the hippie trail to Kathmandu and later, too, when I returned to such places as Rishi-Kesh and the magic mountains of Gujarat. Most of all I returned to the city of Victory, Vijayanagar, one of the most incredibly beautiful places on earth – a place I visited a long time ago with a now long-lost girl-friend who declared it an earthly paradise.

Interestingly, there’s a little catholic shrine in the village which strangely reminded me of some village shrines in India in its endearing simplicity.

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I returned to Baba the following morning to participate in his puja. I was asked to accompany a hymn to Shiva on the tabla (drums). There were just four of us there: Baba’s assistant, a local friend and a lovely Tibetan dog. It was a fresh start at 8.30 to a day which would increasingly become hotter and hotter.

We did not say much but Baba’s eyes seem to speak more than any words could and the meticulous rite of the Puja was so peaceful and intimate The sound of the conch shell, the celebration of Arathi, where little candles made from wicks soaked in ghee are lit and swirled round the presence of the Deity, transported me to another world, a world I had almost forgotten.,

Baba’s life is worthy of a sequel to Hesse’s wonderful novel ‘Siddhartha’. The Italian journalist, Folco Terzani, son of the distinguished late Tiziano (one of the very few western journalists to witness the fall of Saigon to the Viet-Cong and that of Phnom Penh to the Khmer rouge), met him, shared his story and in 2012 published a book, ‘A piedi scalzi sulla terra’, also available in English as ‘Barefoot on the Earth’. I’ve just started to read it and it’s a fascinating mixture of adventure story, spiritual journey and investigation of the world revealed in Baba’s stimulating thoughts on the ultimate meaning of life (if there is one…).

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The proof that one has reached the highest level of enlightenment of Nirvana as a sadhu is that one can depart either to the local village store or to the sacred lakes of the Himalayas with the same preparation and the same attitude. There’s no need to make a list of what has to bring, no lengthy cogitations on reading up things – just go and just return with the same spontaneity, with the same thoughtlessness beyond thought, because one is completely embraced and protected by the hands of the Godhead.

I think I still have a little way to go before reaching that stage – one thing is certain, however: for the greatest journey we shall all have to make at the end of our lives we will need nothing at all…..

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3 thoughts on “Baba

  1. Hello,

    I couldn’t find the English copy of “Barefoot on the Earth” by Folco Terzani. Do you have any idea where we could obtain the English translation of the book?

    Thank you for your help

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