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Fond Memories of ‘Malladihalli Swamiji’
by Stephen P. D’Souza, Melbourne, Australia

August 31, 2009

Life is a journey from the ‘womb to the tomb’ they say and in this journey we pass only once and that too one way. I have tried to make the most of life, in every step of its journey. Some missions did not even take off; many others took off, but crashed; a few have been a disaster and those I did manage to complete have given me immense satisfaction. This ‘piece of writing’ is about one such project in life, though completed … still struggled to keep going...

In October 1984, with the blessings of my parents, I set off to the then obscure village called Malladihalli in the taluk of Holalkere in Chitradurga District, approximately 300 kms north-east of Mangalore with a purpose - a purpose to learn the grand old Indian art of Yoga. By then, I had read and heard a lot about its benefits and now the time had come to experience it first hand by putting knowledge into practice.


Malladihalli Raghavendra Swamiji (1890-1996) in the Ashram’s premises in October 1984 at the ripe age of 94

In this sleepy hamlet Malladihalli, resided a renowned person called Shri Raghavendra Swamiji, more popularly known as ‘Malladihalli Swamiji.’ My image of a Swami had always been that of a holy man, with long saffron robes as his attire, with thick beads hanging around his neck and a white long dwindling beard as his trademark, along with three-white-lines on his fore-head and seated in a meditational pose with his hands occupied. I had thought the more holy ones had their habitat in the jungle and would come out once in a way to do the pooja in the temple … no matter wherever he went, at the end of it, he would return to the jungle to meditate.

This thinking was embedded by the epics of Mahabharata and Ramayana that I had to study indepth in preparation for the exams conducted by the Dakshin Bharath Hindi Prachar Sabha. In preparation for all their exams I had sat for – from ‘Prathama to Dvitheeya,’ from ‘Madhyama to Visharadha’ and finally ‘Rashtrabasha’ … took me on a journey of learning the epics in almost its entirety from the allotted text books. The Rishi-munis in the Bollywood movies of my time who spoke only the truth unlike other sages who might falter, added to the flavour … So, as my destination neared, I was more nervous than excited …. Will I be able to cope? Or will I be running away the very first day? These negative thoughts suddenly began to crop in my mind. 

It was about half-past-two in the afternoon on the 3rd of October 1984, when the conductor of the KSRTC bus gave a shrill which pierced our ears, saying all those who were going to the Ashram should get down ‘at this stop.’ I thought I was the only one to tread, but was surprised when three-quarters of the bus emptied itself. That gave me the first signs of courage…

We hardly had walked about 300 metres towards our left side of the road itself when my gaze fell on the entrance to the Ashram with Kannada alphabets ‘Anatha Sevashrama Trust Regd.’ on a huge semi-circle board above the massive gate. Where is the jungle I have been thinking about all this while, I pondered to myself as I made my way inside the premises. A little away I spotted the Registration Desk. I had to produce the receipt at the desk as a proof that I had enrolled for the 29th Yoga Camp which I promptly did. I was put in a Group and accompanied to the place of accommodation by one of the assistants that was a bit away at the pre-university College. The programme for the rest of the day was to relax, have tea, an introduction with the Swamiji in the evening and dinner.

I met many of my room-mates and felt very relaxed in my group and being fluent in different variations of Kannada made the difference as well. We had our evening tea … the time had finally come to meet Swamiji. An Instructor was assigned to us who told us to assemble in a room awaiting Swamiji’s arrival.

Face to Face with Swamiji:

I did not anticipate his arrival would be marked with thunder and lightning but at least expected it would be preceded with some agarbatti fragrance coupled with some chiming of bells … and all of a sudden even before my mind could comprehend, a clean shaved person with a slight bent entered the room wearing small grey shorts (shorter than the ones I was used to) and a white sandow banyan. As I wondered why everyone stood in reverence, the next thing I could recollect was I was still standing on my legs and had not fainted. Where is the holy man with the long saffron robes I was looking for? And where is his trademark beard? So many questions unanswered - I shook my head to face the reality …. Here stood the Swamiji of modern era, 94 years of age …

He first gave a short introduction of himself and the purpose we were all here, then moved to take our introductions. He was quite amused to know that I was from Mangalore and before I could realize he greeted me with a few words in Konkani and added that he knew Tulu too. That was another shock … I think I pinched myself to make sure that I was not in Mangalore! 

In the initial days when the Camp commenced, my first name went for a toss. Right from Swamiji, his assistants and the participants – they all spelt it the wrong way. Instead of pronouncing the ‘ph’ as ‘v,’ the single name was split into ‘step’ ‘hen’ – obviously someone while translating into Kannada divided my Greek name into two and that became official with everyone, everywhere. My surname took a pounding too. It was such an alien surname in that part of the world… I could not simply let that go and had to force myself to introduce my second surname ‘Prabhu’ to keep myself at ease and all others too … and so to my name and surname which already existed in the records, my second surname was added and thus called and that easily blended in no time.


The Camp Schedule:

Each day had its scheduled time-table that was followed to precision. With around 200 people attending the Camp, it was never an easy task to go about that way. Our day started at 5 a.m. with yogic exercises and those Swamiji’s words still echo in my ears when he began – “You have to sit cross-legged … shoulders straight. Now close your eyes. Just relax with your whole body in this position. As you keep your eyes closed, observe your breath. Inhale, exhale … Inhale, exhale… Inhale, exhale … ”  This was followed by Suryanamaskara (Sun Salutation) and other Yogasanas until 6.30 a.m. after which breakfast was served. We had breakfast, lunch, evening tea and dinner in a big area called ‘mogasale’ (outhouse) with banana leaves and a combination of vegetarian dishes. Food was never a problem, in fact enjoyed a lot, my mom being more of a vegetarian … the hitch was sitting cross-legged on the floor and eating with my hands that I was not used to at all… that was the biggest difficulty I faced and naturally I was the first one to get up supposedly finishing my meal unable to bear the pain after a point of time sitting that way. All along in my upbringing, it was dining tables and spoons!


Steel Body: 

The matter became worse in the process of learning the different Yogasanas. Especially the Padmasana (the lotus position) and the rest belonging to the same family that requires cross-legged sitting posture became a virtual nightmare. The more I tried, the more I became the laughing stock falling sidewards or backwards … getting dubbed as a person with a ‘steel body.’ The Assistants gently enquired: Your body seldom seems to bend. Did you go for any heavy exercises before? To cover myself, proudly I had answered – For five years; I was in karate and judo! Thankfully, this put the curtains down and they realised that might have made my body stiff and a sense of understanding caved in. Hearing my predicament, at one point Swamiji had also stepped in advising me to take it easy and not to stress too much as there were other Asanas which more or less covered the ones that I was having difficulty with. I was the youngest in the Camp and Swamiji was the Oldest – there appeared to be some sort of a bond. 


The statue of Lord Shiva performing yogic meditation in the Padmasana posture. Far behind, a glimpse of the place where we were put at.


Two Hours with Swamiji:

In the programme ‘Swamijiyavarodane Eradu Ghante’, each group had two hours with Swamiji. It was all about Swamiji as a guide leading us to different buildings to explain the significance and we asking questions in the process. I learnt it was a new addition for our batch - the 29th Camp of which I was a part of and later heard was discontinued. From the assembly point, Swami first led us to his unique place where he used to do his Dhyanam and also to his place of residence in the large premises. He walked so briskly, many of us had to run to catch up with him. I consider myself a brisk walker, but where was I? The last one among all! After a walk of nearly a kilometre and a half, Swamiji stopped for everyone to catch up with him - led us somewhere underground to a cellar place so to say and explained to us that this was his ‘Sadhana’ and every day after waking up early would come here to start his daily routine … how early, we asked? … At 3 a.m., he replied. He explained four hours of sleep was more than enough for him. He answered comfortably all our questions pertaining to Yoga and the related topics but when it came to personal queries, he ducked almost all of them. He showed us all around giving a good introduction from his days when he arrived at this place in 1943 until now of how things in general have turned to be. As regards his personal history, the only things we could extract from him were he was born in Kerala in 1890 and that his original name was Kumaraswamy. 

Later I learnt, his personal side of life was not known to anyone, not even to his close associates. However, due to intense pressure of his devotees, he did write his autobiography “Jolige Pawada” in 1993, in which he has documented his life history from memory of the last over hundred years.

Services of Anatha Sevashrama: 

Within the premises if I could recall, among other things had a well equipped gymnasium, a library housing books on yoga and ayurveda, a well paved playground, an Ayurveda Hospital with modern equipment and amenities and a pharmacy attached to the College of Ayurveda.  In the Hospital yoga treatment was integrated with ayurveda treatment. At the other end was the Vishwa Yoga Mandir - an auditorium with a seating capacity for 500 people that housed many statues depicting different yoga postures. The Auditorium was designed for the purpose of organizing Yoga Camps and Seminars.  At the end of our Camp, we had our practical exams in the Auditorium that echoed Swamiji’s instructions. To add, the Centre ran an Orphanage, many Schools and Colleges and a Teachers’ Training College.

During our spare time, we took a round of the village. The village was always buzzling with simple living. People had a smile on their faces as they went about their day to day chores. The barking of the dogs, mowing of the cows, chirping of the birds, the tang of the cow-dung, the beautiful rangolis in the front yard, the cool breeze, two wheelers zooming through the muddy roads leaving a trail behind, the unique smell of the grocery shops, the call for prayer in the local mosque at the far end of the village - all added to the natural beauty. At the end of it all, we used to savour tea prepared in a makeshift hut that was served in a mud cup which lingered long after we returned to the Ashram.

The activities we had during the last few days in the Camp turned out to be lasting memories. There were entertainment programmes, special meals … the list was quite long. We developed an attachment that we belonged to this place. No-one wanted to leave. On the penultimate day, we had an exam too – 50 for practical and 100 for theory. The best bet for me to be on top was to score well in theory that was in Kannada. I prepared myself by refraining from visiting the nearby historical places with the group like Chitradurga Stone Fort (Kallina Kote), Fort of Seven Rounds (Elu Sutthina Kote), Obavvana Kindi (the crack hole in the rocks), Tanneeru Doni - a small water source which holds cold water all round the year and the rest. The result was an overall percentage of 83% with an ‘A’ Grade that was bettered by a few. I had indeed accomplished my mission!                  

A man of Difference:

The best thing about Raghavendra Swamiji was he was not like the other Swamijis’ who belonged to a particular sect or group.  He was a self-made man and that’s what made him very different. His belief was something in humanity as the greatest religion. He stood for communal harmony as his financial and logistical help to the Muslims in building a mosque in Maladihalli was proof of. If we thought, he belonged to a different generation, we were sadly mistaken. In fact, it would be wise to say that he belonged to a forward generation. In the Camp, Swamiji and all of us were a generation apart. Swamiji on one side and all of us on the other side, but his thinking and actions at that age were very much forward compared to us. He was a man with a clear vision – with his goals set for the 21st century. That he did not survive to see the dawn of another century is a different thing. He wanted himself to be called ‘a beggar’ and likewise ‘Thiruka’ was his pen name. A lot of books bought are still stacked in my house library.


Young and old attended the Camp from near and afar, from different States … people with different cultures and backgrounds and from various professions … and the one thing that brought them all together – was the desire to learn Yoga. Many friendships were made. At the end of the 21 day camp (Oct. 4, 1984 – Oct. 24, 1984), it was difficult to say good-bye as the saying goes ‘To meet, to greet and then to part is the sad tale of each and every human heart.’ Autographs were exchanged and a promise was made to keep in touch. 


Our Group: G.L. Keshavamurthy (extreme left) who has made delivering ‘Yoga Lectures’ his mission. Siddalinge Gowda (extreme right) runs a Yoga Shibira inspired by Swamiji in Bijapur. I am third from right.


Keeping in touch, indeed we did … and even to this day say ‘hello’ after 25 years since we first met. As the years followed many of them tied the knots and I had the honour of attending them and they had the honour of attending my wedding too. Many were deeply influenced by Swamiji … G.L. Keshavamurthy became one of the top speakers in Yoga travelling throughout the State, Parthasarathy in Sagar (Shimoga District) and Siddalinge Gowda in Bijapur were instrumental in starting Yoga courses. T.S. Vishalakshi from Arsikere (later Bangalore) joined a non-governmental Organization to pursue her mission of giving back to the community without expecting anything in return.


‘Shavasana’

I am not a lark but a ‘night owl’ and this is how I am wired. I can concentrate and be awake late night until the wee hours of the morning. To wake up after sleep is always that million dollar question! Inspite of my shortcomings …after returning home, I did well by deligently getting up every morn before sunrise to practice yoga. The Surya Namaskaras, the first exercise to begin with were to be done when the first rays of the sun showed up in the sky. Initially I used to do all the exercises and conclude with the last one – ‘Shavasana’ that translates as a ‘Corpse-pose’ which was a relaxing posture intended to rejuvante one’s body, mind and spirit. After sometime, I bypassed the Surya Namaskara as the sun was already up on the horizon when I woke up. Gradually, my exercises became shorter and Shavasana longer … many a times, I used to suddenly wake up and hear my own breathing/snoring in that position. There came a time when the Yogas were done at any time of the day and then …

As the years rolled by … my world became busy

There were other priorities and life turned crazy

Nights became longer and days shorter…

Tit bits of Yoga managed … were now all but gone,

But then … the values inculcated were forever sown!


Private audience:

Before I bid adieu to Maladihalli, I met Swamiji for about ten minutes. He was happy that I had requested for this ‘one to one’ meeting. I thanked him for his commitment to Yoga and towards the larger community as a whole. He told me as a community we were slow. Recalling my quandary with some Asanas he added - Yoga is not doing a few postures. I have seen some people who have a wonderful body, which can bend in so many ways, but they cannot bend so many vices in their life. They can hold their breath until eternity, but they cannot hold their greed, arrogance even to a small degree! If you can inculcate the good habits, even if you do not regularly practice Yoga, you are a winner in life after all. Keep smiling as you always do!

The (Undivided) Dakshina Kannada Connection:

As I mentioned before, when I had introduced to Swamiji that I was from Mangalore … he had spoken to me in Konkani. Somewhere inside, I had a feeling that he must be a GSB Brahmin. In this private audience, I had decided I need to probe him and get something out. I was totally wrong. Here the secret was out. Swamiji had done all his schooling in Kundapur. He explained to me about his association with Dr. K. Shivaram Karanth, a Mangalorean, when he had met him at Amba Prasaditha Nataka (Drama) Company at Tumkur (east of Mangalore) through whom he got a clerical job in the Drama Company itself. He was entrusted with the ticket sales and disbursement of salaries/wages to the Company’s staff. He added - As a school boy he participated and acted in many Dramas, Yakshagana and Thala Maddale.

In 1996, Swamiji had his second heart attack, the first one being in 1991. After being unconscious for nearly a month and a half, he breathed his last on August 31, at the age of 106. On the thirteenth anniversary of Swamiji’s death, this is a trifle tribute from one of his students from a staggering 4.5 million scattered all over the world that he taught Yoga of which the flame continues to burn and spread along. On every occasion, when flying to the land of my birth … a visit to Malladihalli has been on the cards, but has not materialised hitherto … but this time I almost certainly will !

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Manoharan, CoimbatoreThursday, September 05, 2013
I was very much pleased that my beloved Sadhguru is one of the participants in the training.In the photo,SADHGURU is fourth from right.If there is any photo pl.mail to my email address.Pl.inform the email address of Stephen P. D’Souza, Melbourne, Australia.
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sudha r vaidya, BangaloreThursday, August 23, 2012
My mother native place is malladihalli. Swamiji was like family person to Atani family.
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Paramesha, MysoreSunday, October 02, 2011
it was very interesting to know about swamiji,
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G M Pundaleeka rao, Davangere/Indore[MP]Monday, July 25, 2011
I served as Mechanical Instructor at National Multipurpose higher secondary School,Malladihalli,from 1959 to 1960 with the blessings of swamiji.Whoever came in contact with him are fortunate.Any words would be inadequate to define his godly qualities.
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samant, USASaturday, February 05, 2011
hi Stephen ,

Nice to read this article... found it now. My mother was a great beneficiary of Swamiji's Yoga lessons. He infact helped her recover from a terminal illness and she is very much alive and doing well at 74 now -all becoz of Swamiji.

Nice to read and wish to do something for the ashram .
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M N GIRIDHAR, Chitradurga now bangaloreSunday, December 05, 2010
I was student between 1975-1980, and studied with the great blessings of Swamiji. I am one of the beneficiaries of Swamiji helps, and I could able to pursue my chartered accountancy with swamiji's blessings, and I have never seen such a guru in my life. He was rendering self less social service to so many poor students and today's politicians should read about the swamiji what social service is. I am looking for students of 1975 to 1980 batch, if they can come forward and get in touch with me on my emil, we can jointly do something to Malladihalli Ashrama, which tought us what life is!!!. - Mobile 9844067991
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Dr. Nagesha, Hassan DistThursday, September 30, 2010
Nice to read an article on Swamiji whom I had met almost at same time for my illness. I got introduced to YOGA by one of students. Now, 25 years later, I still practice yoga and possess perfect health. Thank you Stephen.
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Manjunatha.Hb, huligere / BangaloreWednesday, May 19, 2010
Great Swamiji .....
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Lakshmikanth, Harthikote, Hiriyur Tq ( Presently at Bangalore)Monday, November 30, 2009

Your entire narration takes me to my joyful and memorable High School days .Great article.

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Stephen P. D''Souza, Mangalore / MelbourneTuesday, September 15, 2009
Many thanks to Antony Crasta, C.K. Dayananda, Antony D’Cunha, Alwyn Misquith, Suneeth Kumar TV, Cecilia Amin and Sandeep Shenoy for your comments on my life experience with the late Shri Raghavendra Swamiji. Suneeth, special thanks for your narration of an incident involving Swamiji. Indeed, he was made of that stuff. Sandeep, nice to hear from you. You can get in touch with me on stephendsouza@y7mail.com
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Sandeep Shenoy, Mangalore/Toronto, CanadaSunday, September 13, 2009
Hey Stephen - that was an excellent article enjoyed reading it. hope u remember me v were classmates at St. Aloysius High school, its been a long time since I last saw u. hope u can contact me
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Cecilia Amin, Mumbai / CanadaWednesday, September 02, 2009
Enjoyed reading your article.
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Cecilia Amin, Mumbai / CanadaThursday, September 03, 2009
Enjoyed reading your article.
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Suneeth Kumar TV, BangaloreTuesday, September 01, 2009
Stephen, a wonderful article that touched my heart. Incidentally I practice yoga taught by Sadguru Jaggi Vasudev, a realised master and mystic who is the founder of Isha Yoga Center. I heard of Malladihalli Swamiji from Sadguru Jaggi Vasudev first. It was from Malladihalli swamiji that Sadguru himself had his first yoga classes at the age of 11. He speaks very highly of Swamiji even today. There is one incident that Sadguru talks of often which happened when Malladihalli Swamiji was 86. Swamiji was also a specialist in nadi vaidya(an ayurvedic doctor who specialises in reading the pulse and predicting the doshas). It so happened that the train Swamiji and his assistant were travelling by broke down at around 3 AM about 70 km before the destination where he used to start his free treatment by 7 AM everyday. It seems Swamiji on knowing that the repair work was going to get late, started jogging along the railway track barefooted and reached the destination in time and started the treatment as if nothing had happened. It was only after the assistant reached a good 5 hours later that people came to know that the 86 year old man had run 70 km barefooted at one stretch. It seems his soles were cut and bleeding and yet he did not care about himself and was only bothered about his patients.
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alwyn, alwyn/ ManagaloreMonday, August 31, 2009
Dear Stephan.good to read your article. I have few questions to you, where were you a student of St. aloysius, editor of CO-life, AICUF members, iam sure you are the same. could you give me your email, i want to be in touch with you. awaiting your reply soon
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vishwa, mangalore\bangaloreMonday, August 31, 2009
Stephen, it was really a good artical. I am person belive in knowledge available any where and learn it and experience it. Well done.
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Antony D''Cunha, Permude/MuscatMonday, August 31, 2009
An excellent tribute to the great swamiji in grtitude by his pupil. Beautifully written with fitting narration which takes the reader to the spot of event.
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C K DAYANANDA, MANGALOREMonday, August 31, 2009
I congrulate Mr.Stephen D'' Souza for giving this very good article. We have a rich heritage and all our traditional knowledge like Vedas, Upanishads, Pooja Systems and Yoga are treasures given to the mankind by our great ancestors. However, some vested interests are opposing introduction of these branches in education, in the name of secularism. If introduced in education as a curriculum, these knowledges will bring in physical, mental and spiritual strength in our children and this will help in building a strong nation. We are all talking of India becoming super power by 2020. But, but to retain this status we need citizens of high morality and discipline. I request all the readers to visit www.spiritualresearchfoundation.orgfor information on our ancient knowledge.
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Antony Crasta, Mangalore/Sydney AustraliaMonday, August 31, 2009
A well narrated, an educative and an inspiring article on Yoga and the great teacher, Swamy Malladihalli. On the lighter side, there is a bit of humour too! It`s amazing to learn that Swamy Malladihalli lived for 106 years! Well done Stephen, I thoroughly enjoyed reading.
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