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Light of Divinity

On the day of my departure from Chandigarh, we went for our
usual walk at 2 am. Not a single peacock sang, as we walked by
the lake in dead silence. At the end of the walk I looked at Guruji
and asked in my heart: “What about my answer?” A single peacock
suddenly sang. Guruji smiled at me. In ignorance, I departed for
Dublin. I missed Guruji gravely. Next morning, back in Dublin, I
went to offer prayers. And there it was: my answer: a peacock
perched on the windowsill, singing. I broke down in tears, and now,
whenever Guruji is around, there is often a peacock singing. Or on
some occasions, we find peacock feathers.

Guruji in Dublin: jeans, a blue T-shirt

Another remarkable incident occurred on my return to Ireland. It
relates to my husband who doubted Guruji and eventually came to
visit him. His experience is narrated below in his own words:

“Autumn of 1995: I had joined a company to start a sales
division selling a new development in IT equipment. As
the technology was new and relatively expensive, I knew
it would be slow to build sales revenues, but should
succeed. On this particular day, I had visited a prospective
client’s company in the centre of Dublin, and presented the
product. The customer was interested in purchasing, but
would not commit to the sale at that time.
“As I left the customer I drove over a bridge, and was
surprised to see Guruji walking on the pavement, wearing
dark denim jeans and a light blue T shirt. I was so surprised,
I quickly turned the car and went back to greet him. He was
not to be found, he had disappeared.
“I went home and told Sukhi what had happened—that
Guruji had visited Dublin. That made me confident that
this sale would be successful. Some weeks later, the sale was
duly completed. It was the first sale for the company.”

Several months afterwards, David fell ill. He was taken to the
hospital with chest pain and a suspected heart condition. The initial
ECG revealed that there had been cardiac activity suggesting a heart
attack. I had worked previously in intensive care and was very

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