The Light of Divinity: Page 36&37 Like a mother, he holds us close to his bosom SO MUCH has happened since my family and I had Guruji’s first darshan. Before then my life was in a mess, my father was in a coma and had been hospitalized for a month and a half. Being a doctor, I was well aware of all the complications that could arise and hence could not bring myself to leave his bedside. Then came a day when my frustration rose and I could take it no more: everything seemed to be going wrong, finances were at an alltime low, and every passing minute trying to keep my father alive was an ordeal. My sister and brothers were also trying their best. Nothing seemed to work. I was feeling dejected. Fighting back tears, I wondered why God didn’t come to my family and rescue us. I had always believed in him, loved him and trusted him with all my heart. So, why wasn’t he responding? I needed to meet someone with whom I could share all my sorrows without having to utter a word; someone who would watch over me; someone who would give me strength to face reality and bail me out whenever I was in trouble. I needed him. One night I came home but could not sleep. Around 3 am, my brother Shiv rushed into the room and gave us some prasad. Shiv told us he had been to Guruji’s and narrated some of the miracles he had heard over there. I slept well that night. Next day, my husband and I decided to go for Guruji’s darshan. Little did we know that nobody could reach him till he so ordains. I had imagined that I would be meeting a long-bearded Babaji sitting under a tree. But I was taken by surprise. Here was a person who had such an intense aura, who had the innocence of a child when he smiled, whose eyes seemed to penetrate through your very being, touching you. I was overwhelmed after meeting him. His fragrance was intense, as if a lot of rose essence had been sprayed around. He made us sit right next to him and somehow made us feel secure. For some strange reason, I felt the tension drain out of me. He also assured me all would be well. The very next day I took my twin boys (who were about four years old then) to seek Guruji’s blessings. On the way I asked them to do pranam to Guruji. My elder son Daksh politely declined saying that he only touched Shivji’s feet. As I walked up to Guruji to pay my respects, Daksh just stood there while Dhruv bowed. I felt very bad, as Daksh had not touched his feet till then. Suddenly, I found that Daksh had walked back to Guruji and was touching his feet. Later, I teasingly asked the little fellow why he had done so. He innocently replied that he had touched Shivji’s feet. Thus, unnoticed by everybody, Guruji had given his darshan to Daksh! Gradually things started getting better and help for my father’s treatment came from all quarters with Guruji’s blessings. My husband too found his dream job.
Posted on: Fri, 16 Jan 2015 05:45:49 +0000
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