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A holy saint visited a devotee's home. When he began to give satsaṅg—sharing words of wisdom and preaching—the household invited their neighbors. They offered food to the sādhu, and after half an hour, he departed. Later, the lady of the house said to her husband, "Dear one—though in India we do not say 'dear one' so openly, as these are precious words from the heart, reserved for private moments, lest they lose their feeling—as long as this Swamiji was in our house, it was diamonds raining." A neighbor, a lady of the street, overheard this: "When the sādhu comes, the diamond is raining." She thought, "I have spoiled my whole life and don't even have one diamond. I will also invite a sādhu, then I will also have diamonds." She went to search for a sādhu. There was a man, a cheater, dressed in orange robes, hungry for days and looking for someone to deceive. The lady saw him and thought, "Oh, he must be a great yogī." She approached and requested him to come to her home for a meal. He replied, "I am not a beggar sādhu. I don't go into anyone's house. I was performing my Astro-Riti Tapasyā in the Himalayas, and now I am going to the Girnar Mountains in the west of India." The lady thought, "My God, if he comes, then continuously the diamonds will rain." She pleaded, "Please come, you who have a pure heart. Wisdom is humble; with one request, it gives everything. There are some people with ego: you request, they say no; you request again, they say no—but inside, they are waiting for when I will say yes." She gestured, holding out a hand persistently. Finally, the sādhu said, "Okay, I will come. I will not speak too much"—for he did not know what to say; he was like a dry water well. "I will just eat and go." She said, "Yes, sir, please come." He knew who he was; only she did not know he was a cheater. He came to her house. She prepared food and served him. As he ate, she kept looking up at the ceiling. He asked, "What's happening? Why are you looking up?" She replied, "No, Swamiji, nothing. Please enjoy your meal." But she looked again and again, anxiously. He asked, "What's the problem? Will somebody come and open up?" She explained, "You see, yesterday some beggar sādhu came to my neighbor. As he entered the house, diamonds were raining. And you are such a great saint—I am waiting, why is it delayed? Why are the diamonds delaying?" He understood: she was greedy for diamonds, not for the holy saint. He said, "Yes, it will come. Let me eat peacefully." After eating, he said, "There is a poem in the Marwari Rajasthani language that is not easy to translate, but I will tell you the essence. Saints and devotees are different. I know who you are, and I am a cheater. In our karma, no diamonds will fall. If I sit long in this orange dress in a prostitute's house, stones will fall, not diamonds." Now, why do I tell you this story? Because diamonds have been raining here from morning till now—so many dignities were telling the cream of their wisdom. The only regret is that we could not expand the time. I am always sorry that they get just five or maximum seven minutes, like Ramu Damodar, who traveled from New York via Warsaw and Ljubljana, with long waits and overnight stays, only to be bound to seven minutes. When he started from New York, he was surely thinking: "What will I say? What will people like? How will I inspire them?" It is like manthan, churning the milk to get the cream. Many were writing articles, revising, adding new sentences, consulting books. Their best offering was not their lectures or articles, but those were the diamonds—diamonds you cannot buy with money, spoken with love, from the heart and wisdom. Therefore, the whole day, diamonds were running. That is called satsaṅg. A human has two paths before them, and you must choose which way to go. One is called Uthan and the other Patan. The roots of both Uthan and Patan come from one seed. Uthan means successful development and achievement. Patan means distraction. That seed is called Saṅgha: society, companion. If you write 'Sat' before Saṅgha, it becomes Sat Saṅgha, which leads us to achievement and fulfillment. If you write 'Ku' before Saṅgha, it becomes Ku Saṅgha, bad society, which leads you toward drugs, criminalities, and many negative things. Therefore, it is said that in this Kali Yuga, it is very rare to have a satsaṅg. Without satsaṅg, you cannot achieve and you cannot get knowledge. Therefore, Gurujī said in one bhajan: "Mahāprabhujī, Bhaagire Janav Sobhavo Sata Sanghari Jaise Lat Brang Sangh Hok Sabd Sune Ik Sa, Jaise Lat Brang Sangh Mile Sabd Sune Ik Sa." What a glory of the satsaṅg! The fortunate one can have the opportunity to come to the satsaṅg, like that worm—what you call in English I do not know—which meets a wasp and has its life transformed into that of a wasp. Sobhāvo sata saṅgarī, jāne badbhāgī rejān pā, sobhāvo sata saṅgarī. Paras Saṅg Loha Karevo Aṅg Se Aṅg Milai, Paras Saṅg Loha Kare Hare Har Aṅg, Subh Saṅg Tī Ka Phal Mile Jī, Sudh Kañcan Hoi Jai. There is a stone called Paras, very rare—so rare I have never seen it, only know the name. If you find it somewhere, please bring it to me as a prasād so we can complete our Om Āśram. Paras is a beautiful stone. What is its specialty? If you touch iron to the paras, that iron turns into gold. Just imagine: if you have a key in your hand and it touches paras, it becomes gold. All kinds of material things you have would turn to gold. Mahatma Gandhījī said, "The Mother Earth has enough for everyone's needs, but not for their greed." The greedy person, sooner or later, will be in trouble. I remember another story Gurujī told me. A greedy man went to a Guru and said, "Give me some mantra, Master, so I can get a siddhi, so I can materialize something." The great saint Patañjali said, "For a spiritual person, for a yogī or a saint, siddhi is the māyā, the way to the pathanāgya. Siddhi is your servant. If it happens, let it happen. But don't be the slave of the siddhis." But that greedy man said, "I will go and do sādhanā." He prayed and prayed and prayed. God is gracious; sometimes He comes quickly. God appeared and said, "My son, what do you wish?" The man asked, "Who are you?" God replied, "I am the one for whom you are meditating and searching." "You are God?" "Yes. What do you wish?" When you see God, I tell you, do not wish for anything—otherwise, you will be in trouble. Only wish for one thing: "Thy mercy, my Lord." Mahāprabhujī appeared to Gurujī and said, "Mādhavānand, what do you wish now? I will fulfill everything, you know." Mahāprabhujī was a divine incarnation. Gurujī said, "In every life, devotion to thy holy feet." Śrī Deepa Dayā Layārāja Kar Kṛpā Moyen Sat Saṅg Dī. Lord, if you do not listen to my prayer and you do not accept directly, if I am not worthy enough to serve you, my Lord, then... The greedy man, when God came, said, "I want one Siddhi." God said, "Yes, my son, what do you wish? Which siddhi do you want?" The man replied, "You told me that you are God, and you asked me what I wish and which Siddhi? If you are God, then you should know what I am thinking." It reminds me of what Baba Jain said. In the morning, someone asked Gurujī, "What is in my hand?" Gurujī said, "You know what is in your hand. Why do you ask me? When you know, then do not ask the question." But Gurujī also said, "My son, you have a bird in your hand. How does he know? But I will ask such a question that whatever he says, he is wrong." You heard this morning: God said, "Yes, my son, I know, but I want to hear from your mouth; otherwise, I will be guilty." Be careful when you speak from your mouth, for then it becomes evidence, and evidence never dies. The man said, "Lord, whatever I touch should become gold." God said, "Tathāstu. So be it." He blessed him. The man went home very happy. His grandchild came. "Grandfather, grandfather!" He embraced the child, and the child became a golden statue. He was very hungry; food came. He took the chapati, and it became gold. He was thirsty, wanted to drink water. Touching the water, it became gold. Whatever he touched became gold. His wife came; he touched her, and she became golden. He ran back to find God, but God was not there. Yet God is gracious; He comes quickly to solve our problems. God smiled. The man pleaded, "Please take this siddhi away. This siddhi has made my life restless and put me in trouble." Paras is that which turns touched metal into gold. But there is a difference between Guru and Parās. Paras makes iron into gold, but Paras does not make the iron into Paras. The Guru makes the disciple into a Guru. That water will be called Gaṅgā's water—which water will enter into the Gaṅgā? Still, it is the fruit of good things that from iron you become gold. Bhāgīratī ke ma nīcā pānī āye mile, bhai, Hare Har. Bhāgīrat milat pavitra hot hai, vo Gaṅgā jal ban jāī. Sobhavoh sath jāne badbhā gire janap. Sobhavoh sath sagar brakṣa, candana, milevo, maliāgra, kailā... Swāmīdīp kai satsaṅg se jī, param ānanda sukha pāyā. Sābhī ko satsaṅg jāne... Deep Nārāyaṇ Bhagavān. Therefore, satsaṅg is very rare, especially in Kali Yuga. Gurujī used to say that there are thousands of different ways toward destruction and very few ways toward liberation. You all realized this. Our World Peace Summit was a spiritual summit. The whole day was a spiritual atmosphere. I have attended many conferences where the hall is full only until the VIPs are there before noon; afterward, it is 75% empty. So they made a system: group discussions, a panel system—in one room 20 people, in another 10, and so on. But I admire you, for the whole day you were sitting on these hard chairs. Who is waiting? The greedy one. So we are the greedy ones. We are filling our pockets—this pocket and this pocket—with the diamonds of wisdom. And we will multiply this and give it to everyone.