This is Blog Episode 1 of Ramakrishna Paramhansa Series. A warm afternoon sun filtered through the leaves at Dakshineswar. The Ganga flowed quietly nearby, its gentle ripples sparkling like tiny diamonds. Ramakrishna sat on the simple wooden floor of his room, legs folded, his face soft and glowing. A small group of young disciples gathered around him—some cross-legged, some leaning…
