HISTORY AND ADVICE OF SWAMI VIVEKANANDA

city of Kolkata. A young man was walking down the street. Suddenly, a great sound started to turn in that direction. What happened there? A horse-drawn carriage was running very fast. The horse, seeing something frightened, rushed to the head. The woman sitting in the carriage was more than a horse. The cart umbrella can be dyed at any moment. The woman could be in danger. No one could help her. The young man felt the ink in a moment. The horse she is When he arrived, he reached for it. Tirath Dudan, who had been blinded by the thought of self-control, had taken control of the horse. The girl blinked and thanked the young man. Who is that young man. He was the world-renowned Narendran who later became Swami Vivekananda. Narendran is a well-known Dattar family who lived in Shimla, Kolkata. His wife, Bhuvaneswari Devi, was like a queen in appearance and style. Loved and respected by all. He was born January 12, 1863, their first son He was named Narendra Nath. Sometimes the Goddess Bhubaneswari cannot restrain her. When Narain ran away and poisoned the goat, he somehow grabbed him and poured a lot of cold water on his scalp If he reads in his ears, he will fall. Sometimes this is what Bhuvaneswari will lead him to. The boy Narain learned many things from his mother. Bhuvaneswari Devi will tell him many stories from the Ramayana and Mahabharata. Narain is very fond of Sri Rama's story. He bought a beautiful Rama Seethi doll and worshiped it. Ramayana Budhi Dal will ask for it. He once heard someone say that Banana Grove is a favorite spot for Hanuman. For Naren, meditation is a favorite sport. A lonely couple with two friends On the spot, Lord Rama Sita or Shiva, then Amarwan closes his eyes and meditates on that god. He has no idea of ​​what is going on around him that will be forgotten. Once Naren was meditating on this, other boys who were afraid of a snake crawling on the ground fled. Shouting and calling Naren to come up. But Narain is not immobile. After some time the parents asked why the snake did not wake up, Bomba. I don't know anything about it. I meditated happily. | Naren's home has many sadhus and monks. If he has given a piece of new material to the saddle once he has tied it up, then it is customary for Barung Kalan to lock him in a room whenever the sadhus come. Even so, he would spread out the window to them. Sometimes I would say that I also became a monk. Speaking of piece, as usual Naren's father is not a lawyer. Many people come to see him. Naren mixes with them and entertains them. According to the Bengali tradition, there is a hookah prepared for them to smoke or smoke. Caste was an enigma to Naren. Why is one caste not allowed to sit on the road of the other caste? Why is each caste a separate smoking pipe? There was a separate pipeline for Muslims. Will the pipe burst if another caste smokes in a pipe that is kept for one caste? Will the roof slip and fall? Questions will arise in Enel Lam Naren's mind. Hoping to test it, he smoked through all the pipes Not so. Viswanathan Duttar came there and asked, 'What do you do? 'Nothing. My father went to his room smiling as he saw what caste divisions would break.