Nirodbaran
Correspondence with Sri Aurobindo
The Complete Set
Everybody seems to be happy to find me shifted from the “timber throne” to the Dispensary, and says, “Now is the right man in the right-place”!
Men are rational idiots. The timber-godown made you make a great progress and you made the timber-godown make a great progress. I only hope it will be maintained by your successor.
But I don't know how long the right man will be right for them. They want me to entertain them with “pāyas”1 to celebrate the occasion.
No man ever is the right one for them – for a longtime, but just the time of digesting the payas.
I feel a little “māyā”2 for that room where I stayed, with plenty of air and light.
That was the reason for our hesitation to change you. But there is no go. The man in the right place must be in the place.
I thought, however I am the neighbour of the Divine, under his breath,3 almost. So I am at least free from any number of hostile forces.
Provided you allow the breath to come into you and don't blow it away.
Is it necessary to keep the Dispensary open for longer hours than at present?
There are two different things – (1) sadhaks who can be confined to 
limited hours and (2) workmen and servants who cannot, for the workmen may have accidents and that must be seen to immediately. So you must be available, especially at the times when the work closes. No. (2) is the main thing, for it throws a considerable responsibility upon us.
The Dispensary table is covered with paper and looks rather untidy. An oilcloth would be better.
Mother had given a fine coloured hospital cloth, very big (the size of the table) and much better than any oilcloth. Ask what has become of it.
There is no table for my personal use, and for your big photo what would you suggest, a small cane table or nails on the wall?
No nails on the wall – absolutely forbidden. Ask for a small table from Amrita.
By the way, I find that I am extremely hilarious and happy, though I am doing very little sadhana. One cause, I find, is the daily contact with you. But is hilarity permissible in the court of the Divine and can it go hand in hand with progress?
Cheerfulness is the salt of sadhana.
It is a thousand times better than gloominess.
22.01.1935
1 A sweet dish prepared from milk and rice.
2 In Bengali. The sense of the word here is regret and affection.
3 The Dispensary is situated below Sri Aurobindo's window.