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I did as Guruji had advised. Goel’s condition improved dramatically
and he was discharged within the next 48 hours.

Irrespective of how casual a remark made by Guruji might be,
it carries deep impact. Each and every word from Guruji’s mouth
is aimed at providing his disciple a chance to have an improved
tomorrow. His tools, so effectively disguised, often leave us without a
clue about what could have happened. It is rarely that Guruji makes
the pros and cons clear. This reminds me of my visit to Punjab with
Guruji, who was invited to inaugurate a hospital.

After the inauguration, Guruji decided to extend his stay
in Punjab for a few more days. Guruji himself ensures proper
arrangements for the sangat’s stay in such conditions. Arrangements
for me along with three more sangat members were done at the
newly inaugurated hospital itself, with the owner of the hospital
taking special care of the four of us. We had a lot of fun, with
rich and lavish Punjabi food for us throughout our stay there.
Unforgettable hospitality by the staff made it a truly memorable
experience. After four days of stay, with all the comfort and facilities
at our disposal, we returned to Delhi. Guruji told one among the
four of us that our stay at the hospital was to compensate for the
coming bad time, which would have seen all four of us on hospital
beds for four months!

Guruji’s care for his sangat is endless and wherever and whenever
you need Guruji, he is always there for you. Past years have given
me many chances to experience his omnipresence and omnipotence.
All that one can say is: ‘Thank you, Guruji.’

Once in the month of December/January, I was driving back from
the sangat and the fog was so thick that visibility was down to less
than a couple of meters. It was taking its toll as the turns on the road
were hardly identifiable. After driving seven-eight km of the 28 km
journey, I gave up. My car was hardly rolling. Stuck in a helpless
position, I prayed to Guruji and immediately a car zipped past me.
I decided to follow the car, without knowing where it was heading.
I blindly drove on, guided by that car. After about 40-45 minutes of
the drive, in an area with lesser fog, I realized that we had reached
Noida. The car left us at a turn about half a kilometre from my home.

Similarly once, on a hot mid-summer afternoon, I was driving on
a highway when my car stopped. I was unable to identify the fault.
Left stranded, I took Guruji’s refuge. Out of the blue, a man on a

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