Video by Utpal Marshall
On March 3rd 1979, Sri Chinmoy completed his first marathon in Chico California in a time of 4:31:34. Each year since then, his students in New York and around the world have honoured him by running the 26-mile distance.
Video by Utpal Marshall
On March 3rd 1979, Sri Chinmoy completed his first marathon in Chico California in a time of 4:31:34. Each year since then, his students in New York and around the world have honoured him by running the 26-mile distance.
As a young child, Madal (Chinmoy) is brought to the Sri Aurobindo Ashram in Pondicherry, India, by his parents for the first time for a short visit. At just under 2 years of age, he travels with his family on the four-day steam train journey from Chittagong in East Bengal. The family undertakes three more round trips to the Ashram in 1936, 1939 and 1941 – each time covering the arduous, 5,000-km journey – before all children finally become permanent members of the Ashram after both parents pass away in 1944. Read more...
Sri Chinmoy held a small group meditation at the summer home of Mr. Sam Spanier in Mount Tremper, NY, USA
Sri Chinmoy meditates at a special function to honour Indira Gandhi at the United Nations in New York.
Sri Chinmoy is interviewed by KPFK-FM radio in Los Angeles, CA, USA. Listen to the interview...
Sudhahota Carl Lewis presents Sri Chinmoy with his winner’s bouquet, moments after receiving his gold medal for the 100 metres at the Olympic Games in Los Angeles, CA, USA.
Sri Chinmoy carries the Peace Torch for the last leg of the first Peace Run in New York, NY, USA.
Sri Chinmoy celebrates the 55th anniversary of his first visit to the Sri Aurobindo Ashram on August 8, 1933 – in Jamaica, NY, USA.
Sri Chinmoy presents the U Thant Peace Award to Siddhartha Shankar Ray, India’s Ambassador to the United States, during a special tribute programme in his honour, at Public School 86 in Jamaica, NY, USA.
Sri Chinmoy offers a Peace Concert (416) — the 16th of 50 concerts held in honour of the 50th anniversary of the United Nations — at Aspiration-Ground in Jamaica, NY, USA.
Sri Chinmoy completes 1,301 poems in 22 hours and 45 minutes, later published in Two God-Amusement-Rivals: My Heart-Song-Beauty And My Life-Dance-Fragrance, Parts 1-13, at an average pace of one poem every 63 seconds, his most prolific outpouring written within a 24-hour period, in Jamaica, NY, USA.
Pondicherry in India is declared a Sri Chinmoy Peace-Blossom. Sri Chinmoy receives a congratulatory letter from Dr. Rajani Ra, Lieutenant-Governor of Pondicherry.
Mauritius is declared a Sri Chinmoy Peace-Blossom-Nation.
Sri Chinmoy receives the Heart of Vanuatu Award.
Sri Chinmoy lifts 26 people, including numerous professors at Rider University in Lawrenceville, NJ, USA. He also gives a short esraj concert.
An exhibition of Sri Chinmoy’s Jharna-Kala artworks opens at the Regional Museum in Mykolaiv, Ukraine.
Sri Chinmoy visits The Panorama of my Silence-Heart’ on Parsons Blvd. in Jamaica, New York. A replica of his original artwork, dedicated to the cafe, takes pride of place on the wall.
Pondicherry, the home of Sri Aurobindo's Ashram, where Sri Chinmoy lived for much of his youth and young adulthood, was named a Sri Chinmoy Peace-City on Aug. 8.
Several other spiritual locations in India were also recently declared Sri Chinmoy Peace-Blossoms. The sacred Ganges River and the Jamuna River, associated with Sri Krishna (he grew up on its banks), became Peace-Blossoms this August.
Other recent Indian Peace-Blossoms include the cities of Haridwar and Rishikesh at the foot of the Himalayas, where pilgrims have been gathering for thousands of years ... Rameshwaram, where Lord Rama established his famous Shiva Temple ... Lumbini, the birthplace of Lord Buddha ... and Tiruvannamalai and Arunachala, the city and nearby mountain where spiritual Master Ramana Maharshi built his Ashram.
Published in Anahata Nada, Volume 30, Mid-July 2000–Mid-November 2000
by Sri Chinmoy
dedicated to the United Nations
at Aspiration-Ground, Jamaica, New York
O United Nations, humanity’s oneness-peace entirely depends upon your mind’s enlightenment-thirst; humanity’s fulness-bliss absolutely depends upon your heart’s fulfilment-hunger.
Published in My Prayerful Salutations to the United Nations
Sri Chinmoy waits for the car of Siddhartha Shankar Ray, India’s Ambassador to the United States, outside Public School 86 in Jamaica, New York, where a special function is being prepared in the Ambassador’s honour.
Sri Chinmoy with Ambassador Ray at PS86.
Sri Chinmoy carries the Peace Torch on the final leg of its global odyssey. The Sri Chinmoy Oneness-Home Peace Run was founded by Sri Chinmoy early in 1987 to foster peace between people of all nations. (Also pictured are Mokshagun Clarence Clemons of Bruce Springsteen’s E-Street Band (left, clapping), Executive Director of the Peace Run Shambhu Neil Vineberg, (left, behind Sri Chinmoy) and Grammy-award-winning music producer Narada Michael Walden (right).
Sri Chinmoy presents the U Thant Peace Award to Siddhartha Shankar Ray, India’s Ambassador to the United States, during a special tribute programme in his honour at Public School 86 in Jamaica, New York. The Ambassador’s wife Maya Ray holds the award plaque.
I want everyone to know how deeply grateful I have been for the exulting experience that you have provided me tonight. There was tremendous spiritual serenity ... and you have uplifted me towards great spiritual heights. — Siddhartha Shankar Ray
Dr. Rajani Ra
Lieutenant-Governor
RAJ NIVAS
PONDICHERRY-605 001
Dated: 8 AUG 2000
Pondicherry is a sacred center of spiritual enlightenment. The ideal of human unity on spiritual oneness was propagated from here by Sri Aurobindo and The Divine Mother. Pandit Jawaharlal Nehru once remarked: 'I like coming to Pondicherry, a pleasant and a peaceful place in this turbulent world'.
It is most gratifying to learn that Shri Chinmoy ji is planting the seeds of world peace through his meditations at United Nations and many other centers around the world through music, literature, poetry and programmes like peace-run and peace-blossoms.
It is heartening to note that more than 900 places and 69 countries have joined Sri Chinmoy Peace Blossom programme. The people of Pondicherry have great pleasure in joining Sri Chinmoy Peace Blossom programme for World Peace
(RAJANI RAI)
LIEUTENANT GOVERNOR
by Sri Chinmoy
I worked at the Consulate General of India and lived in Brooklyn, which is one of the five boroughs of New York City. It took me forty-five minutes to reach Manhattan where my office was located. On 8 August 1965, I went as usual to the Fort Hamilton Parkway subway station and took my train.
We had only covered two stops when we heard a voice commanding us: “All out, all out!” We were all taken aback but we emptied the train in no time. A sea of human bodies, utterly perplexed and not knowing which way to move, was milling heavily on the platform. There were thousands upon thousands of individuals pushing and struggling on the narrow platform, for each successive train was unloading hundreds more as it came to this spot.
The reason? It was very simple. A water main running through the subway tunnel had burst, flooding our particular line, the BMT. The trains could run no further than the place where we were now halted and discharged. Now the problem was to continue our journey in some way or other, to reach our destinations without further delay.
But to get out of the subway station to the surface was itself a herculean task. It took us no less than forty-five minutes just to inch our way forward in the jampacked crowd, painfully ascend the slow-moving staircase and finally reach the street level. Once we had completed this exhausting task and were able to breathe fresh air once more, we had to consider how to proceed.
Fortunately, buses had been provided to take us to another subway line, the IRT, from which we could reach Manhattan. This we managed without mishap, though the buses which transported us had probably never in their existence carried at one time so many crushed bodies! Our arrival at the IRT line was by no means the end of our troubles, for here too, the crowd was as thick as before. By the time I reached the Consulate, it had taken me three full hours instead of my usual forty-five minutes. My co-workers living in other parts of Brooklyn took one further precious hour to accomplish the ordeal.
During the day at the Consulate, I was haunted by the apprehension about my return journey and sure enough, my misgivings were justified. The return journey was a painful repetition of the morning's nightmare. In the evening, at the Lexington Avenue and 59th Street station, my attention was drawn to a frail octogenarian. He drew forth all my sympathy with the spell of his pitiful look. He had completely lost his way and in this crowd he was quite helpless. I was not much more fortunate, by way of knowledge, than he. But my sympathy boldly surpassed my discretion. On learning where he was going, I caught him by the hand and led him into what I believed to be the correct train. We managed this only with great difficulty. By pushing and elbowing with my former athletic heart, I managed to procure a seat for this old man.
As he sat down, another aged man, looking at me, inquired of him, “Who is he?” The immediate reply was, “My son, my Indian son.” I was surprised at his affectionate words and delighted that he had guessed my nationality. Lo, his gratitude could not remain inactive. He started pushing along the seat, gradually and quietly, a fraction of an inch at a time. The young girl sitting beside him could make neither head nor tail of his odd manoeuvering. He continued his efforts for about twenty minutes, until he had acquired enough room for me to sit down beside him. Great indeed was his triumph as he bade me, in his Scottish brogue, to sit. “A true father,” my grateful heart voiced forth. “My Scottish father!”
Published in AUM – Vol. 3, No. 1, 2, 27 Aug. – Sep. 1967
Poems by Sri Chinmoy
Captain, my Captain,
You are my Friend, my only Friend.
Therefore, I depend on You for everything.
I depend on You
For the fulfilment of my human desire-life.
I depend on You
For the fulfilment of my divine aspiration-heart.
Captain, my Captain,
Am I Your friend?“My sweet child,
You definitely are.”Captain, my Captain,
If so, do You ever depend on me
For anything?“My sweet child,
I depend on you only for one thing.
I sleeplessly depend on
Your heart's breathless oneness-love.”
Captain, my Captain,
Do I have to give up everything
In order to claim You
As my own, very own?“My sweet child,
First claim Me as your own, very own.
To your wide surprise
You will discover
That besides Me you have nothing of your own
To give up,
For your very existence-life
Is My blessingful Possession.
You will also discover
That I am your Eternity’s Dream-Boat,
Plus, you are My Immortality’s reality-passenger.
Our destination is the Blue-Gold Shore
Of My Infinity’s Nectar-Delight.”
Published in Captain, My Captain