Wednesday, July 6, 2016

OHM SHRI GURUBHYO NAMAHA
GNANANANDA GNANANANDA SADGURU GNANANANDA
LOST AND FOUND 1
Under this head i am going to narrate two experiences to the devotees of Sadgurunathar. Not only the devotees but also their entire family including close relatives are doing yeoman services to Sadgurunathar. As usual i have not got their permission to narrate so the names were not disclosed and again posting from memory so factual errors may please be corrected. Both the incidents happened in United States of America.
Incident 1
He was a senior devotee of Sadgurunathar. His son is employed in a big city in United States of America. So he used to frequent between US of A and India. While the devotee was employed he met with accidents frequently.  (once my son asked him how you still believe in Sadgurunathar in spite of so many accidents, the devotee replied i am alive in spite of so many accidents because of Sadgurunathar only and that is his devotion to Gurunathar). The frequent accidents lead to his temporary loss of memory. He don’t know when the loss will occur or when the memory will come back. So normally he will go out with escort only whether it is India or outside. Once, he went to US of A to be with his son for a short period. Daily in the evening he used to go for a walk along with his wife. On the fateful day, he wanted to go out and as his wife was engaged in some domestic work she asked him to wait. He said yes i will wait outside and you come and join me. But instead of waiting he just started roaming the street. While walking the couple used to chant the gurunathar’s name and he followed the same routine on that day also. Unknowingly he crossed that street and walked more than two kilometres. Then the loss of memory struck. He could neither remember where he was nor his residential address or his son’s name. Confused he sat down on a bench simply chanting gurunathar’s name. Suddenly a Malayalee girl, in her late twenties, came and asked the devotee are you from India and the devotee replied yes. She asked the devotee for his residential address for which the devotee replied that he could not remember. So that girl decided to take him to her place where more number of Indians particularly south Indians are residing. The taxi went through the street where the devotee is residing. Suddenly he remembered the street and told the driver to stop as this is my street where i live. They both got down. Meanwhile, the devotee’s wife has decided to search for him and just was getting down from her house on to the street and saw these two people walking towards her. On seeing them she immediately rushed to them and told the girl that the devotee was her husband and enquired her what happened. The girl simply told the wife that the man was sitting in a park and she is bringing him to his house. So as per our tradition the girl was invited into the house. There used to be a big picture of Gurunathar which will adorn the wall in the hall. On seeing this picture the girl started crying loudly and asked who is this again and again. After consoling her the family was able to get details from her. She told “ i was working in   such and such company. My seat was near to the glass wall through which i can see the park which is just opposite to my office. Today evening while i was working i felt some one telling me something. Nobody was before me but still the feeling never left me. So i concentrated then i heard these words. Go outside to the park  and take that old man to his house. I could not believe it. So sat without doing anything just thinking what i heard was true or not. Just then this swamy appeared before me and told me again the same words. I told him i don’t know who he is and his residence. Then swamiji told me he will guide me.  And with that words i rushed out and took him as was told to me. The rest you know”. Now that girl has also became a devotee of Sadgurunathar.
              
                            JAI SADGURUNATH MAHARAJ KI JAI
                                      MAKIZHVITHU MAHIZH


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