Forwarded by a friend... Tales from the Jungle "Stop here", said Rajiv. The driver pulled the car to a stop
as we searched the jungle on the side of the road for a hint of a trail.
"Yes, I remember this", Rajiv said, getting out of the car.
"This is it!." Jim and I got out of the car and followed Rajiv as he
lead the way up the steep overgrown trail through the Jungle. We were hiking
through the hills above Rishikesh, searching for Tat Wala Baba's Cave. Tat Wala Baba was a great Yogi who spent many years meditating and
living in this jungle next to the The trail wound up the hill through thick foliage. Jim, a
botanist-member of my 2006 The Sadhu took us to see Baba's cave. Like many caves belonging to
great yogis, this cave had been modified by his devotees to include a stone
entryway and a small hut-like front. Peering over the stone wall, I could see
that the structure was deteriorating. Loose stones and debris covered the
entryway. The iron gate on the entryway was padlocked, and in spite of
expressing my strong desire to hop over the fence and go in anyway, Rajiv
insisted that we remain outside. "Where did Tatwala Baba die?" I asked, aware of the sinister
circumstances surrounding his death. Over there, the sadhu pointed to a patch
of ground near the trail. "He was shot in the morning and found by his
disciples. One of the other sadhus who had a cave nearby was jealous of Baba's
popularity. He convinced two of his devotees to commit the murder. The sadhu
ended up going to prison for one year." We sat by the cave for a while and enjoyed the sounds of the jungle.
"I could live here for a while", I fantasized. I quickly reconsidered
this idea when the Sadhu-caretaker described to us how he needed to sleep
lightly at night because cobras and leopards regularly come near his cave.
"Maybe I'll just stick to camping in the Sierras",I thought. Later that day, along with three other members of our tour-group, we
visited the caretaker's teacher, who was one of Tat Wala Baba's last remaining
direct disciples. Swami Narayan Das had been Baba’s assistant for many
years. He had lived in the cave next to Baba's and practiced yoga and
meditation. After Baba's death, he became the person in charge of the
Baba’s cave-ashram. Now that the Indian Government had evicted him,
however, he was living in a hotel in Rishikesh, and was involved in a law suit
against the government, trying to regain the right to use the caves. Rajiv
introduced me as an astrologer from the We finished our tea and left the swami, walking back through the
streets of Rishikesh. As I passed a peaceful looking ashram, and again I found
myself fantasizing about living in the jungle in one of the caves we had just
visited. The fantasy ended abruptly as I remembered swami's court case and
the death of Tat Wala Baba. "Your Karma finds you no matter who you are or
where you live" I thought. I looked down just in time to dodge a fresh
pile of cow dung. "...but with a little care and awareness, you can
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