Mastan, a Muslim, was a weaver by profession. Highly spiritual, he made cloth for Sri Ramana’s use. He was drawn to the Maharshi by Akhilandamma (no. 46) along with whom he saw the Maharshi for the first time in 1914.
When I came to Bhagavan, he was seated like a rock. His unwavering gaze was filled with grace, compassion and steady wisdom. I stood by his side. After giving me a look, he opened the gate of my Heart and I was established in his state. I stood like that for eight hours without fatigue, filled with total absorption and peace. Bhagavan in those days used to open our Heart with a simple gracious look, which transformed us. There was no need for any questions since he made us, by his look, like himself.
Akilandamma, who probably knew Mastan better than anyone else, says:
Mastan and I would come to Arunachala from our village, 40 miles from Tiruvannamalai, to have the pleasure of serving Bhagavan. A man of whims, Mastan would suddenly suspend his weaving and go to live with Bhagavan for months on end. During this period he would keep his body and soul together on alms that he begged. Bhagavan once observed, “Mastan’s craft did not give food either to him or his parents but gave me clothes.“
Once a mongoose larger than the ordinary size, of golden hue [not grey as a mongoose is], made straight for Bhagavan. It sat on his lap for a while. Later, it wandered around and closely inspected different parts of the cave and then disappeared into the bushes on the hill. Mastan being afraid that the mongoose might harm the peacocks was ready with a stick in case it made an attack. Addressing Mastan, Bhagavan said, “Who do you think he was? Do you think you could have caught him? He was a sage of Arunachala who took on this form to visit me. How many times I told you that sages come to see me in various forms.”