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Our yoga students are very great; they know many things and have learned so much. For that reason, they need a clean space for learning and listening. Today I had a program with our children, the juniors, and they were wonderful. Oh my God, I was so happy I could have cried. This generation needs this – we all need this. Look, there are many disciples and teachers here, even little babies, yet they make no noise or disturbance. It is because these are your children, and it is their fathers who have bestowed upon them such spirituality, happiness, and joy. Our children reap what their parents have sown. And those parents, in turn, knew their own parents who gave them yoga, who practiced yoga throughout their lives – concentration, meditation, prayer. This goes back to Mahāprabhujī’s Karatā, and now there is a fourth generation. You know that when I first came to this country, there were elderly people. They learned and became yogīs. They gave up all that should be abandoned, lived very healthily, and had children. Those children are now studying or already working. So two generations were formed under the teachings of Maheshwarananda. At that time, another little child was born – making three generations. Later, those children also had children, who went to universities and so forth. Thus our teaching of Yoga in Daily Life – which is not a religion, nor anything else, but belongs to our life, to how we come and go – now spans five generations here. How happy I am, and how happy they are. In the same way, children now have spirituality in their blood – the impulse to live healthily and many other things. Today I saw, while with little children, how peacefully they sat. They were looking at me, thinking only, “What will Swamījī give us?” – meaning what knowledge. Then I thought, “Alright, we shall perform a Bārikhāṭu Praṇām.” So I asked one, then another, “Can you do it?” But the children could not understand my language. So we gave them yoga mats, and every little child of two, three, or four years went onto the mat and performed Bārikhāṭu Praṇām very correctly. I was so happy and so surprised. Why? Because your parents gave you that knowledge, and their parents before them. So generation after generation, this will continue – and not only in this country, but in many countries around the whole world, through Yoga in Daily Life. Many people come through talks, lectures, exercises, satsaṅg, instructions on how to speak, songs, and bhajans. In this way they understand deeply and remain very healthy. I have not told you anything for a long time. Sometimes I would think and speak about other things, but today it arose in my mind, in my words, in my soul, in my heart: those children were so nice. They were listening and watching everything that happened. They sat, listened, and watched what would unfold. And suddenly this came to me: what about your spiritual generation here in this world? Then I again remembered Alakhpurījī, though I had not thought about that directly. But Holī Gurujī used to speak of Mahāprabhujī and many bhajans by the Alakhpurījīs, Mahāprabhujī, and Devpurījī up in the Himalayas. You know how great our Devpurījī was. It is said that he appeared in three, four, or five places. Again someone told me this – that Devpurījī was born in three or four places at the same time, with the same color, the same face. Truly, the nature of Alakhpurījī and Devpurījī is invisible to our understanding. Even so, we know what is written in our Mahāprabhujī’s book – the book of Mahāprabhujī that Holī Gurujī was then compiling. At that time the British government had come in very strongly. First Christians, then Muslims, then the British, and afterward the Hindus came back, and Hinduism revived. That story is written in this way in the Līlāmṛt. Holī Gurujī used to tell me that when he was very little – seven or eight years old – and you have seen my photos with Maa Holī Gurujī – then Holī Gurujī would speak of these things. But I said, “I don’t know what it is,” like a small child. Holī Gurujī would talk to Mahāprabhujī and Devpurījī, but I did not know who was who and what that was. Yet Holī Gurujī knows. Before I was born, Devpurījī had already come. And Devpurījī said, “To that British Governor…” – you know that lake, Naki Talab, and there is a story. We will chant it for you. What happened? That British man said to Devpurījī (as we will read today in the book), “I will send one who will come to you, and you will receive all this.” That message would come to the British and then go around the world. I was not yet born. How could they speak of Holī Gurujī and Mahāprabhujī? Yet that is how it is. Today it came into my heart and mind: why did I not share more of this for such a long time with all of you? Today, those little children brought light into me to tell us something. And I said, “Oh yes, this book, Līlāmṛt.” You know many miracles are happening; I don’t know how, but they happen. Holī Gurujī said, “I always go away.” Because when Holī Gurujī speaks about me, I feel, how to say, ashamed. I go out. But you know, in my books it is Guru Kṛpā. It is they, not me. It is Devpurījī from that, Alakhpurījī. From where does it all come, and how? So this was it. Today our children were listening so peacefully. Truly, otherwise someone would stand up, go out, come back – that would have been normal. But this was very nice. Then I said, “I should read properly again in the Līlāmṛt about the time when I was not there, and it will come.” Mahāprabhujī might still have been present then, but I did not know who my Mahāprabhujī was or any of that. A small village, no railroads, nothing. Where to go? Why should we go? Maybe to a little town or another village to fetch something – that was all. But it is a seed. We don’t know where a seed will grow. It is said that we do not know where this one seed will eventually start its roots and grow into an unbelievable tree. So I think of all of you. Many have traveled to my lectures, many in other countries – some old, some children, and those who have just come out. They know they are still on the path and will remain, but they have to go further in life. Many have already left this world, yet they will have to return and continue in this life. You have all read the Līlāmṛt, and many have our Līlāmṛt book, just as others have the Holy Bible. There are other beautiful books, such as the Bible. When we read such holy books, it is only one book. The same letters are there. Why would we say to read only this one? Can we not change to another book? Holī Gurujī said, “No. One in all and all in one.” Read the holy book – the next day, again, new knowledge comes. Everything is contained within them. So it is with Mahāprabhujī’s book. All that is written in Holī Gurujī’s bhajans, Līlā Rāmjī’s bhajans, and all these bhajans will last forever. It is forever. It is not like a one-day newspaper; many people collect all these because every day knowledge is given, just like the paper, the newspaper. News. And what is the news? The news is that which we don’t know. We receive news – that’s why it’s in the news, yes? Tomorrow there will be another message. Many people, when they get up in the morning, before coffee or tea, learn something from the papers. That seed from that tree – again its seed will grow exactly like that, giving even more knowledge and many things. There was an Indian from a newspaper in Jaipur. He came three or four times, at that time with communist ideas about countries and such. I was with them, and we talked. He was a very great person and a very good writer. He said to me, “I was in Hungary, in a city where his family is today.” It is called Debrecen, and there is a nice hotel. We stayed in that hotel – one room for me, one for him. I think we were in the city for five days, and we had breakfast together. He said, “I didn’t get a newspaper in the hotel.” I said I didn’t know – maybe it’s expensive or they simply don’t have one. But there was a spot where letters were hanging, and clothing hung. From there, a piece of wood, and underneath some paper. He pulled the paper out from under the table. It was maybe two or three days old. He opened it, but he could not understand the Hungarian language. The other side was also a paper, from some foreign forest, and it had some English letters. He read it, and then he fell asleep. I asked, “Why couldn’t you sleep without a newspaper?” He replied, “I always, always live from knowledge.” So in every paper, there is something new. Similarly, every day we open the paper of our hand, our thinking – many things, or some writings, or prayer. So knowledge grants humans greatness, health, and so on. But what kind of knowledge should we learn, and what should we not learn? Now everything is completely upside down. And they say, “We don’t need the paper; we have everything in this device.” But that will not give you what we truly need. So it doesn’t matter what kinds of books we learn from here – papers, newspapers, magazines. But we should have a guiding principle for our families, the whole family. You see, the knowledge of our great-great-great-grandparents – until today, to our children, the newest children – we have to pass on, my dear: this is our country, this is our village, these are our people, this is our knowledge; we must keep everything with us. It does not matter what we read or study; we should never forget the wisdom we received from our ancestors, so that it may endure in the country we are in, in the city we are in, wherever we come from, and whatever we know. We should never forget that education and heritage. Otherwise, you know, sometimes in war, people kill others. Others go to where it was, who it was – one country becomes another, they give it another name, and everything is lost. Yet someone may have gathered those things in a library. Many times they burn others’ books. But sometimes the truth comes back through your parents. Someone came and said, “Yes, this was my grandfather, my family; it was my country, my village; this house was where my parents lived.” And you can learn this from people who know, who remember, who will tell you, “Yes, I remember this hall; in this room lived my parents and my ancestors.” Sooner or later, it comes back. You know how many books have been burned? The first – what we call the… no, not the word – the first university, not in Varanasi, but another – the first university was in India. Yes, India. Then the Muslims came, and they burned so many books for so many days or months. You know which university it was. So, like those people, we have experienced change. We are changing something, but some letters and literature surfaced elsewhere and eventually came back, while many are lost and gone. Imagine a hall full of letters, books, knowledge – and in that way, they try to extract the knowledge they want from the brain. But Vedānta and many others, and our Jesus – you know how much is in the holy book. Some think it has changed, but we keep the Bible; the Bible is like God to us. So too are the Rāmāyaṇa and the Bhagavad Gītā. Similarly, our Gurujī, Padmanan̄jī Bhagavān, created many, many books from the time of Alakhpurījī until today. And that makes the grass grow again. So it is said: if you take away everything from my hands – money, dolls, nothing – if everything is taken away, God says, “In your mind and in your heart there is more than that which you lost. Don’t cry, don’t be angry; just go ahead. What is for you in your kishmat will be in your kishmat.” There may be nothing to eat now, but sooner or later, before sleeping, God will provide. Who can give food to all of us? No one can, only that God who is giving. It is said, from the elephant to the little ant, the feeder is God. That’s it. So trust in your God, your thoughts. It doesn’t matter which religion, which God you believe in, which country you belong to. All is great, all is good. Let us hold that God is there, and His voice will come. That voice will not go anywhere; it remains right here in the space we are talking about, even without these instruments. Now someone can read nicely from the Līlāmṛta about Devpurījī. Yes, that book is here. So this is like the Gurudev, but beautiful. You have it here? You brought it, okay? So we can say, Nikalaj sab, Nanukalaj sab. You can stand up, or it’s fine. Hari Om. I would like to add a little more about this university that Swāmījī was speaking of. Its name is Nālandā University. This was an ancient center of higher learning located in Bihar, in the ancient kingdom of Magadha. It existed since the period beyond 1200 B.C. The center had eight separate compounds, ten temples, meditation halls, classrooms, lakes, and parks. It housed a nine-story library where monks meticulously copied books and documents so that individual scholars could have their own collections. It had dormitories for students, perhaps the first of its kind for an educational institution, accommodating 10,000 students and providing living quarters for 2,000 professors. Nālandā University attracted pupils and scholars from Korea, Japan, China, Tibet, Indonesia, Persia, and Turkey. According to accounts by pilgrim monks from East Asia and other historians, the curriculum included Mahāyāna Buddhism, the Vedas, logic, Sanskrit grammar, medicine, Sāṅkhya, and many other fields of learning. Nālandā was ransacked and destroyed by Turkish Muslim invaders in the year 1193 of Christ’s time. The great library was so vast that it reportedly housed more than 9 million manuscripts. According to traditional Tibetan sources, the library of Nālandā University was spread over three large multi-storied buildings. It burned for three whole months. When the Turkish Muslims set it on fire, it continued burning for three whole months. Hari Om.