into the Mysteries of Future
Dr. Qasba of Srinagar had two sons. He married
both of them in October 1970. The marriage
ceremonies were performed within an interval of a
couple of days.
due course of time a daughter was born to the
elder daughter-in-law, but the younger one
did not give any signs of such an occurrence for a
long time. He mother-in-law became quite anxious.
She turned sad. She would usually sit aloof
brooding over the matter. One day it struck her
imagination to go to Swami Ji ( then residing in
their house) . While carrying her tea as usual to
the Swami Ji she wanted to sit and see what
intuitive riddle Swami Ji could offer her to
mitigate her suffering and anxiety.
next morning, the lady asked her younger
daughter-in-law to carry a samawar of tea
and cups and accompany her to Swami Ji's room. The
younger daughter-in-law did as directed. She
offered the cup to Swami Ji, but before accepting
the cup Swami Ji put two jennues (sacred threads)
on her neck.
but the mother-in-law perhaps, could understand at
the moment the significance and meaning of the act
of Swami Ji.
a son was born to the younger daughter-in-law and
after couple of years one more son was born. The
long awaited ambition of the mother-in-law and
others was realised, and the implication of the
symbolic riddle understood.
can explain this phenomenon!
incident worth recording and narrating is as:
my admission in the AIIMS, Nan Delhi in January
1975 a room-mate patient of mine narrated Swami
Ji's prediction to me.
of the four seriously ill patients of a
four-bedded hospital room in the AIIMS, New Delhi
was robbed off all joy of life and turned
ghastly pale due to fright of imminent death. The
fear of death had gripped the entire family. All
the family people had the impression that the
patient was suffering from cancer.
bearing the sight of overwhelming shadows of death
that reflected from his sunken body, I tried to
bring him out of his gloomy mood time and again.
Referring to the serious nature of my undiagnosed
illness, I told him that when I could remain
normal and unperturbed why could he
not be so and why should he remain pensive. I
advised him to bring the 'Man' out of him, be
brave and courageous as this way alone he could
dispel his fears. I suggested that all this can be
done by invoking the Almighty and chanting his
name like Om Namah Shivai or Hare Rama Hare
Krishna etc. "The prayers will neutralise
your fears and your ailment will be off", I
suggested to him. The sermons fell flat on his
ears or at the most had only a tangential effect.
Just as the blowing of a hot cup of milk may cool
the upper surface only leaving the remaining pot
as hot as it was, the sermons worked only that
his narration the patient said that one day a full
panel of doctors, on their round just entered our
room. They discussed the serious condition and
symptoms and diagnosis of the ailment of the four
patients near his hospital bed. The patient could
easily overhear them saying that then
(panicky) patient was to be operated upon for
stomach ulcer and the other patient on his side
for seriously complicated multiple diseases of
throat, gullet and alimentary canal. The date was
fixed for the day after.
gate bell rang to announce the time for
prospective visitors to see their kith and kin in
the hospital. In came the patient's mother and a
few other members of his family.
confident of the nature of the operation that was
to be conformed upon the pensive patient, I was
very happy to continue my sermons with full faith
and advised him to give up his fears as he was
being operated upon for stomach ulcer and not for
any canerous diseases as imagined by him.
encouragement worked and went straight to the
heartsand minds of his family people. This was
reflected by the smiling face the patient. The
association and the encouragement got by the
patient made him reveal his heart to the author:
Pandit Sahib, I am a fruit seller. I take fruit in
a hand-cart and sell it in crowded corners of the
streets. I am a poor man as you can understand
now. After the birth of three daughters in
succession,one day a naked ash besmirched Sadhu
came to our door. He was called in and offered tea
in all reverence. During the course of talk with
him, I and my mother narrated our tale of woes to
him and conveyed our concern for the birth of a
son after we had three daughters. In this
particular unassuming conversation, he predicted
the birth of three more daughters one after
the other and then punctuated it with the birth of
....." he said and paused for as while.
shock wave of icy cold wind penetrated our body
and sent very painful current as if electricity
had passed from our head to foot. Our faces fell.
We sank in our seats."
a very faint voice, I managed to enquire
"Respected Swami Ji, what does this
"But" imply " ?
extra-ordinary, my boy. Don't lose heart. Rise to
the occasion. Listen . At the time of birth of
your seventh child, fortunately a son, your wife
will be seriously ill with labour pains. If you
don't take her to a hospital she will die. If you
take her there she surely give birth to a healthy
baby son", he said.
he predicted birth of six more girls in
passed by, we forgot all about Babha Ji's affair
or else we deliberately might have taken it as
mere trash and become willfully oblivious of this
three more daughters were actually added to the
score of my children.
the eve of seventh delivery my wife fell seriously
ill with labour pains. Instantly Bhaba Ji's words
came to my mind. Not caring for the
traditions of our family decorum, I rushed her to
a nearby hospital. She delivered as well built
baby son as predicted by the ash besmeared Bhaba
Ji ( Sadhu Ji).
more daughters were born after that. Thus total
score my children was raised to thirteen ( twelve
daughters and one son ).
an unbelievable prediction!