One night in 1986 April, I was sitting in the New Delhi railway station. I didn’t get a reservation, so I had to wait for next day morning train. I was on the way back after a long trip from the Hindu pilgrimage destinations in Himalayan areas. I was so tired and about to sleep in the platform itself. What happened next still remains as a mystery!
An old man with long-beard wearing shabby clothes came near me and stared at me for some time. Then he asked: “mujhe thoda paani dedeejiye…” (Please give me some water)
I gave him the water bottle that was almost full. He drank about 90% of water and offered the bottle back to me. I got a bit angry. But I had shown a gesture – ‘keep it with you’.
“Bahuth danyavad…”(thanks) he said and suddenly sat near me. He continued staring at me and asked in Hindi: “Can I tell you something about your past and future?”
The first thought was – he is a conman. Everywhere you go you will come across street futurists, palmists, astrologers, soothsayers, and face readers. In the south, there are “Kili Jotsyam” (Parrot predictions) and “Nāḍi jyotiṣa” (Nadi astrology)…they will make you believe in things to squeeze money out of you… As if reading my thoughts, he said: “It is not for money, sir…I am going to tell you some truths…”
I didn’t say anything.
“Sir, I will tell you about your three previous births that I know of…You were a sort of astronomer few centuries ago: You were able to find directions using the stars in the sky. You could even find the location for digging well where drinking water would be available. In another birth you were a poet who received lot of prizes from the king. A very powerful naga (Serpent god) was protecting you then… Yet in another birth you were into deep meditation in a mountain surrounded by forest….You have acquired wisdom from tapasya (Deeper meditation)” he kept his eyes closed as if he was seeing it. A good actor, I thought.
“Oh, really? And can you tell me about my current status?”I mocked at him. I really wanted to tease him, but I was so tired to do so.
“The results of your karma in the past lives will come back to you…you had a love in all three births, but you couldn’t marry her….and even in this life you can’t, but you will meet her in this life for sure…and…and even may leave this world together at a later stage…” he stopped for a while and continued: “The girl whom you have been seeing in your dreams…you both have been in love for centuries…”
That was a shock for me. From the age of 14 years I have been seeing a girl’s face. I could have seen it thousand times…But I couldn’t find her in real life…So I just left it as an irrelevant image in subconscious. How did this old man know about it? Or could it be a coincidence? Am I co-relating? Am I jumping gun?
“But there was another woman who has been taking care of you while you were meditating in the mountain-top (after you lost your love). Every day she would climb the mountain to feed you. She was a dedicated village maid. She made lot of sacrifices to feed you including starving herself…”
“Oh, I am sorry to hear about it…”I told in a teasing tune.
“Don’t worry! You are going to marry her in three years’ time! She had fallen down from the mountain and died – her last wish was to be with you. And her sacrifice has tremendous power…”
“What???” I laughed aloud. Marriage was not there even in my wildest dreams then…I wanted to be a globe-trotter so marriage or settling down was not my cup of tea then. A good cock-and-bull story, tailor made for a bachelor! I just laughed the incident off. Time passed by…
In an unbelievable twist and turn, I have met that girl whose face I was seeing in the dream… It was a miraculous, incredible and stunning experience…It took me to a different dimension in life that was never existed before or after…I cannot divulge what happened then (to her or me), as I have already signed up a contract with a UK-based publisher to write a book on that incident.
Secondly, in a totally unexpected event, I had to marry – it took just 30 seconds to take a decision whether to marry or whom (I have written about it in ‘True story of a pauper billionaire’ http://udaypai.in/?p=277). I tried to convince myself that those were mere coincidences. These things can happen to anybody’s life.
But a strange thing happened again in 1993. I was working as assistant editor of Dhanam Business Magazine. One of my colleagues from the circulation department – Mr. Rajendran – took my date and time of birth. He is coming from a family of ‘Visha Vaidya’ (the practitioners of traditional serpent poison-healing system, who use mantra, tantric, astrology etc).
Next day he told me: “I was wondering how you could write beautiful Malayalam with huge readership, though it is not your mother tongue…” During those days I had lot of readers and got awards too. Literature was not in my genes. Nobody in my family has anything to do with literature.
“Did you find any answer?” I asked.
“Yes- my father said you were a poet in one of the previous lives. You have got prizes from the king. And there is a naga devta (serpent god) supporting you…”
I just couldn’t believe my ears. I remembered the old man in Delhi railway platform…A coincidence? I don’t know. (http://udaypai.in/)
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