When She Calls You. Part 1

Jai Sri Radhey Family!

It’s been a long time since I wrote or read anything on os.me (Reading Swami Ji’s post is an exception).

Last fifteen days were quite hectic. My four year Bachelor’s of Technology course is completed now and I started my next journey few days back. For this journey I already took his permission during my meeting with him. But before starting this I wanted to take blessings of my Isht and Guru Maharaj living in Sri Vrindavan. Guru Maharaj never leaves abode of Shyama Shyam i.e., Sri Vrindavan Dham. So for his blessing I have to visit my home Sri Vrindavan.

Why we call Vrindavan as Sri Vrindavan?

Simply, Sri Vrindavan is our ultimate shelter, abode of our Isht is our only shelter. 

We must visit our Isht’s abode at least once in a year because that’s our catalyst in our spiritual process. I planned my visit back in April and I chose the time from 30th May 4th of June. Randomly I put a story on my social media account, “Any devotee out there who want to visit Sri Vrindavan Dham?”

To my surprise I got so many responses. Some of them were wishing to visit but due to their personal things maybe work, studies, job, it was impossible for them to make it happen. But it’s not only their personal things. It was her will, Sri Radha Rani who’s empress of Sri Vrindavan Dham. Krishna is Emperor of Mathura not of Sri Vrindavan. So by the end of 25th May we were six people from different states of India who were going to meet at Mathura Junction. We all are Swami Ji’s child, we knew each other just because of him, he was the only medium.

During my Journey to Mathura I had to change my train from Delhi. I boarded on my train at  NDLS RAILWAY STATION. I just started my journey and Sri Ji already started her leela to teach me a lesson. I saw an old aged person (72yr old) on a berth next to me. He was wearing an outfit which seemed to be unwashed since few days. He was having some untidy bags. But to my surprise he was eating soaked almond, wall nut, cashew. A beggar can’t afford such meal in his breakfast. After some time maybe an hour or later, when I put my Tilkam on my forehead he smiled and asked, “Mala karte ho?” I replied, “Haan Baba jaisi Guru kripa ho utni kar leta hu.” 
He asked me: “Mala me 108 manke kyu hote?”

I replied: “Baba pata nahi aap bata dijiye.”

He gave me some nice logics behind this particular digit. Again I was surprised, who’s he?

Maybe someone gave him dry fruits in alms yesterday but this much knowledge?

How?

I asked him who are you Baba?

He replied: “Mai Science Teacher retire hu or ab Ghumta rehta hu.  Ab tak sirf 10-12 din ghar me ruka hu or ghumta rehta hu.”

He was not having his ticket with him and he booked his ticket with extra fine, he was a chill man in his 70s. Those untidy bags were having thousands of cash and I was thinking that this guy must be a beggar.

Well, it’s nice to have such outfit no one will try to steal anything from you.

But still I was unaware of my spiritual lesson.

What’s hidden in this Leela?

During your journey towards your truth, you are carrying some valuable items, you have to protect them and if you are showing off your spiritual journey then definitely there are forces there to steal your essentials. So during your journey to unravel your own truth just be like that old person, hide your identity. Once your find your truth you are ready to disclose your journey.

Before reaching her Abode she taught me a lesson. I’m sharing this because I feel there are people who need to read this.

Swami I’m sorry I’m your bad child but I’m yours.

Continued…….

Wait for the next part.

Jai Sri Hari!