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           responded, “I will ask Mahäprabhu. If He gives permission your request will be
           granted.” When after a few days Çré Siddhänta Sarasvaté returned and inquired,
           “What was Mahäprabhu’s order?” Bäbäjé Mahäräja replied, “I forgot to ask.”
           And when Çré Siddhänta Sarasvaté came for the third time he was directly
           refused. “I asked,” Bäbäjé Mahäräja said, “but I did not receive the command of
           Mahäprabhu.”

                 Çré Siddhänta Sarasvaté was devastated. He stood up and uttered, karuëä
           nä haile käìdiyä käìdiyä präëa nä räkhibo ära: “Without your mercy, weeping
           and weeping, I will no longer sustain my life.”  Çré Siddhänta Sarasvaté resolved
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           that however many times he might be refused, no further would he rotate in
           the world without gaining Bäbäjé Mahäräja’s grace.  Seeing this young aspirant’s
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           genuine desire and commitment, Bäbäjé Mahäräja relented. He told Çré Siddhänta
           Sarasvaté to bathe in the nearby Sarasvaté (a tributary of the Gaìgä) and then
           return, after which he accepted him as a disciple. This was in January 1900.
                 Çré Siddhänta Sarasvaté later reflected on this incident:

                   When out of false ego I was thinking “I am a great scholar of
                   mathematics and philosophy—let any big paëòita come at any
                   time, day or night, and I will cut his propositions to pieces,” at
                   that time I got the darçana of the lotus feet of Çré Gurudeva.
                   He ignored everything that was previously appreciated
                   in me—my truthfulness, my moral and pious life, and my
                   intellectualism—knowing them to be of little value. When I
                   saw that he ignored whatever was good in me, I realized how
                   good he himself must be, who could neglect so many “good
                   qualities” in me. What inconceivable wealth he possessed!
                   Being neglected by him, I understood that there was no one
                   more fallen and contemptible than myself; that was my actual
                   identity. The very things that I adjudged desiderata, such as
                   scholarship and upright character, this exalted soul regarded
                   as valueless. I apprehended that within himself this noble
                   personality possessed priceless treasure. I then pondered that
                   either he is extremely puffed-up, or is exceedingly merciful.
                   I then haughtily said to my gurudeva, “You are a worshiper
                   of that cheater and debauch Kåñëa, so why would you be
                   compassionate to someone like me, dedicated to ordinary
                   morality?”
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