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Light of Divinity

The next morning at the hospital, all her reports, which a week
earlier were positive, showed negative. The doctor was puzzled,
but happy that the patient was in the clear. He, however, put down
her condition as diabetic-diarrhoea. At the next meeting, Guruji
told her to go and get her diabetes checked. He smilingly asked
me: “How did this happen?” I could not understand the significance
of his words.

My mother rang me up after a few days and told me that after
getting her diabetes checked, her report showed the blood sugar
level at 160-130 (normal) against the 280-260, which was her
usual diabetic count for many years. She went on to say the same
words as Guruji had said to me, “How did this happen?” I understood
immediately that by using those same words he had wanted me to
know what my mother’s reaction would be.

Not satisfied and thinking that her report might have been a
fluke, my mom got her diabetes checked again. This time the sugar
reading was even better at 113-99. Guruji, true to his word, made
her understand who he was in ‘one day’ as he had said a long time
earlier.

Missing him for five long years

Years ago, my haemoglobin count was falling. One day Guruji stated
that if he told me what my ailment was the ground on which I stood
would slip from underneath my feet. I didn’t have the courage to ask
him. Since I knew he could cure ailments, I begged him to cure me
without even letting me find out. My husband and I were told not
to meet him or even look at his photo for five years and also not to
tell anyone of his command. Five years passed, life took its course
exactly the way he had planned it. We climbed higher and higher in
every sphere of life but secretly missed him.

One day I prayed to him and asked him for a photograph that
would reach me of its own accord, since I did not want to ask
anyone for it. The photo came soon enough in the only magazine
my husband subscribed to. I was later told it was no coincidence.

A few days later, I felt asphyxiated as if every breath was an effort. I
rang up my husband and parents, having just enough strength to say
that I could not breathe. My son ran to the hospital for an oxygen

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