Saturday, November 11, 2006

More times with Swamiji

I came back to Delhi, and got back to the usual routine. After a few months, I felt like meeting him again. I called him up and he invited me to come and stay with him for a few days. When I saw him again, it was a beautiful feeling. I felt like I had been transported back to ancient times and Gurunanak was in front of me.

He had some other visitors that evening and we had a Satsang. (The word satsang means, companionship which brings us closer to the truth). He asked each one of us a few questions and allowed the conversation to flow naturally. There was an old disciple of his who had come from New York. He was a senior executive with an insurance company there. He told me that Swamiji used to give talks in IIT (his engineering college) and led him to spiritual growth. He told me that he did meditation regularly and as a result miracles manifested in his life. He worked in World Trade Towers but on the day (9/11), he went to office late and escaped the tragedy. Such is the power of satsang and meditation.

When Swamiji sang hyms, we were all transported to a state of bliss. His voice resonated with love for the creator.

At night, he took me to his library. It was a jaw dropping experience as I saw the most amazing variety of books on meditation and spiritual growth.

He picked one book and gave it to me. It was a book by Mikhael Naimy, a lebanese author called the 'Book of Mirdad'.

Next morning, he was sitting with his lama dog called 'Dharma'. Swamiji said that Dharma was a fellow monk in a monastery with him in his previous life. That made me think that if Dharma was a monk in his previous life and a dog in this life, then he must have fallen down due to some reason. Just at that moment, as if he read my thoughts (and I am sure he did), he said : "It is not as if he has fallen down by being born as a dog". I was taken by surprise.

When I went back to Delhi, I called up Swamiji and told him that I will wake up in the morning and read the scripture for many days. He asked me what time I will get up and I said 5 AM.
He asked me : "Do you want me to wake you up?" I was a bit puzzled what he meant by that but I said sure. Next morning I saw him in my dream and opened my eyes : It was 5 AM dot on the clock. I will narrate more experiences with him in my next post.

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