Satyendranath Bose

Enough of the Mind

There was a great scientist named Dr. Satyendranath Bose. His was a truly immortal name in the scientific world, not only in India but in other countries as well. Some people are great, but are not good. Dr. Bose was both great and good. His heart was the heart of a child. He had a special fondness for children and played games with them. One game that he liked particularly was called Karam. He was a fine player and, though he had distinguished himself as an eminent scientist, he enjoyed playing with the children and they, for their part, accepted him as their hero.

One day he happened to be playing Karam with some children, and was deeply absorbed in the game. A middle-aged man came by and watched the game. After a while the scientist asked him, “What can I do for you?” The man replied, “I would be grateful if you would preside over a meeting we’re holding at our school tomorrow.”

Very politely the scientist responded, “No, I can’t. I’m sorry. You’ll have to find someone else.”

But the visitor urged, “We need you badly. No one else will do. And we’d be deeply honored if you’d preside over the meeting.”

With utmost politeness the scientist repeated, “I can’t come tomorrow at that time because I am supposed to play here with my friends. Nothing gives me greater joy than to play with children. I have presided over hundreds and hundreds of meetings, and they don’t give me any joy. I want joy, you want joy, everyone wants to be happy. To me, Karam is infinitely more meaningful than presiding over a meeting, for I know that intellectual and argumentative people will be there, and they will bring their reasoning minds. I am fed up with reasoning minds. I want only the heart, the sincere and pure heart. I find that kind of heart here, with my little friends.

“I promised them I’d play with them tomorrow, and that’s what I’m going to do. I want to remain in the heart. I have played in the mind and now I am playing in my heart. Satisfaction is there, only there. Peace is there, only there. “


from Garden of the Soul
by Sri Chinmoy

Published by Health Communications