own. No one is a stranger, my child; this whole world is your own!' Perhaps this embodies her last message to the world also.
During her last three days she spoke practically nothing, partly owing to physical weakness and partly owing to the deep introspective mood that was now upon her. When anyone went and talked to her, she expressed annoyance. Once Gauri-Ma went to her bedside and announced herself several times, but the Mother only asked why she was thus disturbing her. In those last days she once called Swami Saradananda to her side and said, 'Sarat, I am going. Yogin, Golap and the rest are here. You look after them.' This was her last complete utterance. The day before her end, she called the Swami again and tried to say something, but could not speak more than one or two words.
Towards the close there was hard breathing for some time. Just before her passing away, her face and body became very dark and shrivelled, but to the astonishment of those who stood by her, a great change took place immediately after life was extinct. Her shrivelled form was seen to relax, and her face swelled up and assumed a radiant hue. To a disciple who stood by, her countenance seemed to resemble the face of the image of the Goddess Durga used in worship - mellow and golden in colour, with the expression of calmness and serenity writ large on it. This expression lingered in her face for some length of time.
She entered into Mahasamadhi at 1.30 a.m. on 20th July 1920. In the morning arrangements were made to take the body in procession to the Belur Math for