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me that I was not supposed to offer money at Guruji’s place. The
only things that could be offered to Guruji were either flowers or
sweets. Flowers were used to decorate the satsang hall and sweets
were distributed among the sangat as prasad by Guruji.

After Chopra had briefly introduced me, Guruji turned to me
and straightaway asked: “When are you planning your next visit to
Chandigarh?” It surprised me, since Chopra knew nothing of my
plan and could not have told Guruji about it. Somehow Guruji knew
more than what was conveyed by Chopra. Overcoming my surprise,
I replied to Guruji. Guruji wanted to know where I usually stayed
in Chandigarh. I told him that I stayed at the home of a friend, IPS
officer P.P. Singh. Guruji remarked that Preet Pal Singh was his firm
follower. He told me to tell Singh that I had visited Guruji and also
ask him to come to Delhi to meet him. The mystery surrounding
Guruji and his powers grew.

As we settled down, we were offered tea—chai prasad. Soothing
shabads were being played and they filled the environment with
divine bliss. After a short while, Guruji started distributing sweets
and their quantity fascinated me. Guruji used only his right hand
to pick and distribute the prasad, but it was hard for everyone to
hold on to it with both hands. Physically, Guruji’s hands may have
been smaller than at least a few persons’ in the sangat, but even these
people could not hold on to it with both hands.

After Guruji had given two or three rounds of prasad, the
cumulative quantity of which would have amounted to at least
half a kilogram of sweets for each person, arrangements for serving
langar were initiated on Guruji’s instructions. At this point, it was
hard to believe that any more food could be eaten. But by the time
langar was served, I was feeling hungry again. It was only during
subsequent visits that I realized that all these experiences related to
prasad and langar were not a one-off, but a norm at Guruji’s place.

For the last four to five years, I had followed a strict regimen. I
would sleep by not later than 9.30 pm and then get up early the
next morning. But Guruji would let the sangat go back at a time he
deemed appropriate. So we were there till past midnight and left for
Noida at around one o’clock at night. This was nothing less than a
jolt for my body clock. Yet I found that I wasn’t sleepy at all even
when kept awake after my usual to-bed hours, and was fresh till I
reached home.

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