The friend who impressed me so deeply in the early years of my Ashram life was KD Sethna who has since become famous both as a poet and a priest of high—or shall I say, spiritual—journalism. I can clearly recapture with my mind's eye his delicate sensitive face which first attracted me with its fine crop of Clirist-like whiskers which he discarded subsequently, to the universal regret of his friends and admirers. For we did admire it without pressing die 'resemblance' any further. And let me add, with a sigh, that those who have never seen him with his whiskers will never be able to appreciate our sigh over its merciless eradication. And then his eyes: how they radiated a keen though not unkind glint of intelligence! For he was nothing if not sympathetic and enthusiastic. Fortunately, he knew where to draw the line when expressing his sympathy in favour of this or that person.

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