Page 61 - Surcharged With Divine Love

Ever since I met Guruji for the first time I was
aware of a beautiful fragrance that came from him. I
used to wonder if it was something that Guruji used,
maybe a perfume, but could never quite understand.
Each time I pressed his feet, the fragrance would start
coming from my hands as well. Everything he touched
would become fragrant. Each morning when Guruji got
up from meditation, I would go into his room to clean it
and the fragrance would be so strong that I sometimes
had difficulty breathing. It was as if a hundred bottles
of perfume had been broken in that room. Being the
curious person that I am, I just had to know the source
of this beautiful fragrance. I asked him “Guruji, what is
this beautiful fragrance all around you?” He laughed at
my foolishness and said “It's not perfume.” I felt a bit
sheepish but I had to probe. “Then what is it? Guruji
please tell me why was the room so fragrant when I
entered it this morning?” Guruji then explained, “Eh
khusboo meri body di natural khushboo hai. Carora,
arban mahapurushan wicho kisi ek wich eh
khushboo hundi hai. Shivji wich eh khushboo hai.” -
'This fragrance is in my body. One in a billion
mahapurush will have this fragrance. Lord Shiva has
it.” At that time I never understood the importance of
what he had just told me. He then made me smell his
hands and feet. The fragrance was divine. In the same
room where Guruji meditated, there was a photograph
of his feet kept on a wooden niche. “Sukhmani, look at
that photograph, everyday amrit flows out of it.” I got
up to see the photograph but I couldn't see the amrit

61 / Surcharged With Divine Love