The Problem

A Decadent Religion

It was the year 1951. A young Swami Chinmayananda was keenly aware of the total degradation in the moral, ethical and cultural fabric of the country. The religion itself was reduced to superstitions and mere altar worship, where the faithful Hindu prayed for what he desired. The orthodoxy’s grip on the sacred knowledge of the scriptures grew stronger, and kept both the educated and the common man far away. And thanks in part to the British, the country began to mock its age-old religion.

Swamiji would say, “However decadent our religion be, it is far better than having none at all. The wise thing would be for us to try and bring about a Renaissance of Hinduism so that under its proved greatness, we may come to grow into the very heights of culture and civilization that was ours in the historical past”

The Inspiration

The Yagna Idea

“After the direct study of the Upanishads, in the summer of 1951, when I was joyously living the life of Sree Sad-Guru-Seva in the sacred Gangotri, this yagna idea dawned on me, all of a sudden. Once when I was thus quietly composed and extremely pleased with the cool waves of joy within myself, it suddenly struck me that none can argue against the Important Truth that ‘man is essentially a God’.  Looking into the roaring Mother Ganga, I shivered, ‘can I do it? Can I face the educated and bring to their faithless heart a ray at least of understanding of what our wondrous culture stands for?”

Mother Ganga in her incessant hurry seemed to tell me.  ‘Son, don’t you see me?  Born here in the Himalayas, I rush down to the plains taking with me both life and nourishment. Fulfillment of any possession is in sharing it with others.’ I decided I was encouraged.  I felt reinforced. The urge became irresistible.”

The Groundwork

Meticulous Planning

“After the direct study of the Upanishads, in the summer of 1951, when I was joyously living the life of Sree Sad-Guru-Seva in the sacred Gangotri, this yagna idea dawned on me, all of a sudden. Once when I was thus quietly composed and extremely pleased with the cool waves of joy within myself, it suddenly struck me that none can argue against the Important Truth that ‘man is essentially a God’.  Looking into the roaring Mother Ganga, I shivered, ‘can I do it? Can I face the educated and bring to their faithless heart a ray at least of understanding of what our wondrous culture stands for?”

Mother Ganga in her incessant hurry seemed to tell me.  ‘Son, don’t you see me?  Born here in the Himalayas, I rush down to the plains taking with me both life and nourishment. Fulfillment of any possession is in sharing it with others.’ I decided I was encouraged.  I felt reinforced. The urge became irresistible.”

The Launch

A Glorious Start

“After the direct study of the Upanishads, in the summer of 1951, when I was joyously living the life of Sree Sad-Guru-Seva in the sacred Gangotri, this yagna idea dawned on me, all of a sudden. Once when I was thus quietly composed and extremely pleased with the cool waves of joy within myself, it suddenly struck me that none can argue against the Important Truth that ‘man is essentially a God’.  Looking into the roaring Mother Ganga, I shivered, ‘can I do it? Can I face the educated and bring to their faithless heart a ray at least of understanding of what our wondrous culture stands for?”

Mother Ganga in her incessant hurry seemed to tell me.  ‘Son, don’t you see me?  Born here in the Himalayas, I rush down to the plains taking with me both life and nourishment. Fulfillment of any possession is in sharing it with others.’ I decided I was encouraged.  I felt reinforced. The urge became irresistible.”

Phenomenal Success

The Mission Blossoms

“After the direct study of the Upanishads, in the summer of 1951, when I was joyously living the life of Sree Sad-Guru-Seva in the sacred Gangotri, this yagna idea dawned on me, all of a sudden. Once when I was thus quietly composed and extremely pleased with the cool waves of joy within myself, it suddenly struck me that none can argue against the Important Truth that ‘man is essentially a God’.  Looking into the roaring Mother Ganga, I shivered, ‘can I do it? Can I face the educated and bring to their faithless heart a ray at least of understanding of what our wondrous culture stands for?”

Mother Ganga in her incessant hurry seemed to tell me.  ‘Son, don’t you see me?  Born here in the Himalayas, I rush down to the plains taking with me both life and nourishment. Fulfillment of any possession is in sharing it with others.’ I decided I was encouraged.  I felt reinforced. The urge became irresistible.”