#Sat Naam

[mi-a-mor]

Parso ki hi baat thi...

It's like cold here where I stay.. and the kitten I have.. doesn't have his actual mom. So when I finished my asar prayer... Jese hi salam fera toh ye chhotu... He came near me and put one of his paws on my lap and then pretended to dig a hole and then sat there. Like i just finished my prayer and he did that. He just purred like "purrrr purrrrrrrr purrr purrr"... I was soooo happy like 🤧🤍 he sat there and didn't move... My legs... Bro they were NUMB, like couldn't feel anything but hey, at least he was sleeping peacefully in this freezing cold <333.... Isha tak uthne ka naam nahi liya 🥹 and then slowly I tried to wake him up and then he himself woke up and went away to maybe pee or something or maybe eat...

He often does this when his ears are cold and he wants a cozy seat to sleep. I've got big cats in my home but they don't take this kitten with them and sleep... Only if Lucas (my other big street cat who I miss who went away and didn't come back, hope he's safe wherever he is, my Lucas <3) would be here, he'd have taken care of this chhotu like an elderly father.

[jackinhofejr]

Ray woke to a soft knock on the bedroom door. “Come.” The doors opened and it was the abyad who had undressed him the night before. “I am sorry to wake you Malik, but I am told the prince’s new abid has regained consciousness and is quite belligerent.” Ray sat up and said “Good. Tell the aswad that I will join them in the stable presently.” The abyad bowed his head. “Naam, Malik.” The abyad closed the doors behind him.

Ray turned and saw that Yaqut had slept beside his bed on a small cot. He too sat up. “Yaqut, you are always welcome in my bed, no need for a cot.” Yaqut rose, and rubbed his eyes. “Thank you, Malik.” As Ray climbed out of bed, Yaqut took the liberty to ask “May I help you wash, Malik?” Without turning, Ray walked to the bathroom to once again drain the lizard. “Perhaps later, Yaqut.” Turning around to the sink, he then washed the sleep from his eyes and ran wet hands through his hair.

Returning to the bedroom, Ray started putting the clothes back on that he’d already worn for two days straight. They were still damp with his sweat, and had ripened to a sweet musk. Perfect! As he turned to leave, he gave it a second thought. “Join me, Yaqut. I have an idea.”

Ray, with Yaqut two steps behind, walked briskly to the carriage house. The car was already waiting. Ray turned to the valet. “Has the aswad returned to the stable?” The valet nodded, “Yes, Malik. He ran back as soon as he had informed us to wake you.” Ray then turned to Yaqut and said “Get in.”

As they followed the driveway to the stable, Ray filled Yaqut in on his plan. Upon arriving, Ray could hear Josh screaming all the way outside. Belligerent indeed. Time to put the plan in motion.

********

The door to Josh’s stall burst open, and the two men in black were manhandling another guy in red. He was screaming and struggling, fighting to get free of the two men. “Let me go you wankers! What the fook are you doing?! Where am I?!” Josh noticed he had an Irish accent. They dragged the guy to the side of the room opposite Josh and similarly chained his neck, wrists, and ankles while he tried to kick them away. Satisfied that he was secured, the two men in black left.

The redhead looked at Josh. “Who the fook are you? Where the fook are we?”

“I’m Josh, and I have no fucking clue where we are. I was walking home from practice and got jumped by a guy in the woods. Next thing I knew I woke up here.”

“Fook. Last I knew I was drinking at a poob and a friendly guy started buying me drinks. Next thing I knew I was being dragged in here by those two arseholes. I’m Ryan by the way.” Ryan pulled at his chains looking for any weak link. There was none.

“Man, I’ve been fighting against these chains for awhile now. I think we’re going to have to wait for them to let their guard down to get out of here. Do you know what they want? Did they say anything?”

“I have no idea, mate. They were talking some foreign language.”

The door slammed open once again, and Ray stood in the frame.

Josh recognized him as the guy who jumped him in the dark and went into a full panic. “No, fuck! It’s you!” Josh scurried back against the wall. Yaqut played along. “You! From the poob! Did you fooking drug my beer, arsehole?”

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IPKKND S:1 EP-6

I swear to God! There's some supernatural power at play that keeps me from being consistent with anything in my life.

Why is it that everytime I try to be productive, life springs me ten miles backwards.

But No Worries, We are back on track to watch the sixth episode of Iss pyaar ko kya naam doon.

"Hum jaa rahe hai" She is so cute.

Oh my god! Bua ji is tagging along. I must have missed that in the last episode. This is just as bad as it sounds.

"Bina dil ki dilli, Maachis ki tilli" Ayo! I live in Delhi. But I also kinda do lack a heart at times. So maybe that's true.

But does the tailer dude has to rhyme, 'cause maachis ki tilli' doesn't add anything to this.

Yes boy! stand up for us delhites.

"Un gundo ko aapse bachaya tha"Oh he is so sweet.

"Pehle hi darshan ho gaye... devi maiyaa ke." I like him.

Take your chance, boy. Let her know that you two are going to be sharing the city.

This is unnecessarily emotional.

That traffic ain't nothing, girl. You should see it now.

I don't like Bua ji but she is right! That's how you gotta cross the road here.

But take them with you, why would you leave them behind! The Bua keeps getting worse.

They just sat in a rikshaw without telling him their destination OR negotiating the price. Is an auto supposed to be a new concept?

"Humare auto me to teen ka hi permit hai, mata ji!" Even the rikshaw waala is roasting her.

Ughh, Stop staring at women and focus on the road. I hate how this is being shown in a playful light because this is so common it's not even taken seriously anymore.

So they are going to Laxmi nagar, close to my home just that it was 12 years ago.

Lovely! Throw some more bags at him.

Lol! He just flew Bua ji with him.

No way! She just had a whole fucking moment with that man.

And she has the audacity to accuse Khushi of being immodest.

Does she know him? Probably not.

Why does she have a home here?

"Kaam se dosti aur khud se dushmani" What a fucking line to define workaholics.

My girl is literally fucking with a plug switch to turn on the fan. Don't be that dumb Khushi.

I relate to clumsy Khushi though.

Wow! That really triggered Bua Ji. Accept it Bua ji you were thirsting after that man.

"Uske sage baap ka call hai" Why is she so despicable?

Are we always going to have sulky mother. Will she ever come around?

'Pardes'? She just went to another city. Everyone is so overdramatic.

But if I was stuck with Bua ji, I would be crying rivers as well.

or just straight up...

The spider webs? how long has it been? Was it left unattended for 20 years or so.

The bed looks okay though. I would just go to sleep without cleaning anything.

Where did they get these golden stars hangings from? did they visit Arnav's ad shoot as well.

Yess! Die bitch, Die on dust and pollution. That would make me soo happy.

She's got asthma, God is fair.

Lol! She just dropped dead on the bed. Way to go!

My girl stole a scooter, she's already a thief. God knows! what would Delhi make of her?

Hard luck Arnav, wo ladki tumhe chhod ke nahi jaane waali.

Noo! Why is she fine? I want her to be gone!

Stop driving in the opposite direction. That's not a new rule either.

And she banged up his car! Nice! He is totally gonna ask her to pay for it or something.

A little bit of "Aap", a little bit of "Tum" that's all we want.

To the next episode we go!!!

[itz-stus]

Okay okay so hear me out what If dazai came to reality in desi readers houseeeeeee

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What a Reality

"Uthja Y/n! Late ho rahi hai teri bus ane wali hai! JALDI UTH!"("Wake up Y/!! You're going to be late, your bus is about to come!! Wake u quickly!!") Your aunt screamed from the kitchen packing your lunch as you hurried out of your bed and quickly freshen up

Running down the stairs as you hurriedly ate your breakfast as your aunt scolds you "Itni late karti hai ye ladki! Ab mein nahi hongi ghar pe toh kaise samhale gi!" ("What should I do with this lazy girl! I'll be out of here how will you manage it?!")

"Sorry, Sorry." You apologized as you hug her and run off to take the bus.

As you arrived at your university, you glanced out the window and spied the same landscape; the same trees, road, same people, same rumors, and subjects.

Being bored with all this, you sighed and closed your eyes as the bus halted and your friend got on board and sat next to you.

"Aur bata kaisi hai?" ("So how are you?") She asked as you sighed and replied

"Kuch nahi bas neend a rahi hai"("Nothing just sleepy") You replied telling her the half-truth, it was true you were tried and sleepy but not because of the morning there was just nothing new to do it was all just waking up then go to university study for 8 hr and then get back home then study...It was just an endless loop of burden...You just wished for something interesting or a miracle to happen.

Going to university you saw the only thing you have probably not noticed all these years and thought,

'Koi naya mohala bana hai kya? Yaha kab se barigates lagne lage?' ('Is there a new collony setteling? There were never so many barigates here?')

Looking at the mysteriously abandoned road with a few buildings still in construction.

The day was just starting and you already felt drained out of boredom no one in your class came today all your friends were home and you just felt like an idiot for coming to university.

It was your game period as you decided to take a risky decision very learn you were going to bunk classes.

You packed your bag and walked out of the class when everyone was outside. You were never really in the limelight of the school so even if you go on a bunk no one would notice, it was the perfect time you had the keys to your home and some money to take a rikshaw or cab home.

Somehow you snuck out of university honestly the best thing you have ever done!! You were finally doing something new and you loved it, the excitement in you was growing as every second passed by. You were walking towards the main road when you found the same ally that was under construction. The classic shady ally that could be possessed. But, despite being scared, you followed your curiosity like the old saying goes, 'curiosity killed the cat'.

You walked towards the lonely ally as shivers ran down your spine looking at the chilly atmosphere. Looking around you saw a little glowing stone it almost looked like gold as you picked it up wanting to inspect it even more.

Big mistake, huge even. Bright lighting immersed you as you closed your eyes shut due to the bright light. You felt a weight on you as you fell to the ground. You open your eyes to look at what or rather who was over you as you find a young man of around age 17 over you. He had formal clothing on with bandages soaked in blood and mildly wavy, short, dark brown hair, and narrow dark brown eyes with one eye covered with a bandage.

This made you flustered as you pushed him back and scooted to the side. Waking the boy as he looked around him. Confused he mumbled something which you couldn't understand.

"Where am I?" He mumbled to himself as you let out "Huh?".

His attention then shifted towards you as he slowly stands and gives you a helping hand in standing up.

'D-Dazai! Dazai Osamu kaha se ya yaha pe! Mami sahi kaha rahi thi mein bahut sone lagi hu!! Mein pagal ho rahi sahi mein!!' ('D-Dazai! How is Dazai Osamu here? Aunt was correct I shouldn't sleep this much!! I'm going mad!!!') Wild thoughts ran through your mind as the chain was broken with a deep voice.

"Hello lady, Can you tell me where I am? I have no clue how I got here?" Dazai said in Japanese which you couldn't understand as your sweat dropped.

"Speak English?" You asked in short as Dazai sighed and replied in English

"My English not very good, sorry."

"Can you tell me where I am?" In broken in English as he asked as you immediately replied

"India, You are in India."

"India? How..."

"I don't know..." You looked at him as you saw his arm bleeding soaking his sleeve and bandages

"He bhagwan! Your arm is bleeding! Let's get you to the hospital...Are nahi voh bhi nahi kar sakte mere pas na toh id hai na hi mein iski koi Id proof de sakti hu..." ("Oh no can't do that either, I don't have my Id or his Id or documentation.")

You were just mumbling to yourself as you saw Dazai just questioning your behavior making you think he was judging you as you shuffled and quickly turned towards him and gestured towards him.

"Will you come with me?" You asked him slowly making sure he got what you meant as he just nodded.

As you both took off towards your home taking the fasted transport in India the rickshaw.

You both were silent thinking random thoughts and looking outside.

Dazai's mind was raised with so many questions.

'How am I here? This is so different from anything back home...People have no abilities...How can get out? I guess let's just follow this girl till I'm able to find a way back home....'

While you had your questions 'How is he here? I'm sure Dazai Osamu was either supposed to be dead or just in anime...How am I going to explain this to my Aunt...What am I going to do...Let's just get his injuries fixed first...'

But both of you had the same question in mind...

'Will I/he be able to go back?'

You two arrived home you quickly went to get your phone looked for a Japanese translator and typed as the translator spoke

"Please make yourself at home...I will get the first aid kit for your wounds." It said as Dazai shook his head making you tilt your head as he spoke in the app in Japanese.

"No need to worry it's fine." He said as you shook your head violently writing as the AI spoke

"Please, it's the least I can do, If you are not comfortable I'll leave to get you some comfortable clothes and leave the first aid here for you to use it and the bathroom open for you to shower."

Dazai listened and sighed as he nodded.

When you left to get him clothes he looked around the house finding your pictures in your room as well as many thick books university labeled by your name and placed in a column you named "b.tech college books".

He freshened up as he was thinking of the possibilities of what caused this problem. He came out of the bathroom patching his wounds as he wrapped a towel around his waist. Hearing the sound of clicking the door as you entered your apartment.

"Vaise toh iske kafi fayde bhi hai at least mujhe bore toh nahi hona padega akele vaise hi ab Mami mere sath rahengi nahi." ("Well, this is also great at least I won't be lonely when aunt won't be living with me") You mumbled as you entered the room and looked at Dazai who only had a towel on as bandages wrapped around his chest. You owlishly dropped the bad as heat rose to your cheeks as you slammed the door blushing.

"Here are the clothes!! Please make yourself at home!!" You screamed from outside.

"Eh?"

Both of you were now sitting at the dining table as you had made some sandwiches for Dazai forcing him to eat since he refused to do so.

The silence was thinking as you took your phone and typed as the AI spoke again.

"Do you know how you got here?"

Dazai shook his head saying no. as he spoke in the microphone.

"No but I do know what is happening, I looked around and found that I have time-traveled or something like that. My name is Dazai Osamu. I'm from Japan though I think this was a doing of an ability user but...how did his ability work on me? So! It's out of my head! Since I have no place to go will a lovely lady like yourself commit a double suicide with me?" He asked holding her hand as she violently shook her head.

"No, How about I teach some of the native languages here since you don't know when you'll be going or if you'll be going back. So at least you would know how to communicate with people and for the place well you can live with me. How does that sound?" The AI was interpreted as offering the boy your help.

"Will he be able to back? Will you tell him that he is not a real human? That he is just fictional? That all his pain and suffering is just meant for entertainment...Or will you take advantage of this to cure your loneliness and boredom...Will this decision chage the anything?"

[dharmendrabhati]

#GodMorningSaturday

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THE THREE NAAMS(OM TAT SAT)

and the permission to give naam has been granted to me by my venerable Gurudev Swami Ramdevanand Ji Maharaj, which has been running from generation to generation from

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so I ended up starting Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon recently because I saw a pretty cute edit on Instagram and thought why not.

y’all I wanted to be a part of the fun SO BAD but either I’ve lost my ITV tolerance and need to build it again or I’m just failing to connect with the show…

I’m on Season 3 (for some reason Hotstar divides the same show into the like 9 seasons 💀) and it feels like we haven’t moved at all. we’re moving at the pace of a tortoise and the thing is I’m aware of the spoilers so I keep waiting for something to happen, something to start and nothing does. In fact, I’ve realised that there’s still a very VERY long way to go before things get remotely cute 😭

I’m at the part where Shyam is beginning his psycho era and has paralysed Khushi’s bauji. Arnav is nicer to Khushi but like most shows I’m just waiting for the other shoe to drop. It’s kind of the only thing that has me going but since I know it’s going to turn soon I’m kinda losing interest which is CRAZY because guys I actually sat through the entirety of Ishqbaaz and the Redux. I skipped the Niti Taylor era because I simply didn’t have it in me to watch more of that show 🙏 but you gotta realise the mess I sat through.

So everytime I want to drop IPKKND I keep telling myself you finished Ishqbaaz, you can sit through this but I guess I’m just finding it difficult. Ishqbaaz was low-key on TV steroids because SO MUCH was happening on that show all the time.

I was kinda tuned into every character for a long time. I don’t want IPKKND to match Ishqbaaz’ freak but apart from Arnav and Khushi I low-key dgaf about anyone 😭👎 Lavanya and the goat (a literal goat Lakshmi) are the other characters I don’t tend to skip over.

I feel like maybe I’ll slow down or take a break for now (I say this as I still want to watch the show because I want to see them fall in love! 😭) but I keep losing patience.

I think what I find super tiring is sitting through anything that isn’t the lead couple and I guess that’s where this show differs from the other ones I’ve watched. Ishqbaaz had 3 brothers as main characters and their parents and they were insane 😭 like truly doing anything !!! So while the female lead was forced to sit through the literal GARBAGE treatment the male lead gave her, you had other things going on.

I don’t really care for other characters for now and also know they’re going to turn on Khushi soon so it keeps pissing me off 😭

Khushi is the only person I root for. My sister is a klutz (god help her feet) and she’s definitely crazy to constantly come back to this house but she’s so loveable. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt that way towards a character in ITV. for all the Ishqbaaz yapping that I did, Khushi reminds of Gauri. Like I get the same I’ll protect you from these losers energy when I see Khushi that I used to get with Gauri.

I also think they both have a great knack for comedy. IPKKND is getting slightly into the phase where Arnav and Khushi’s interactions are less yelling and throwing daggers at each other and more just awkwardly vibing and Khushi’s SOOOO FUN 😭😭😭

but the plot is soooo slow. y’all I think it’s 2 FULL more seasons of Lavanya and ASR and Shyam for some bizarre reason not getting caught. Like…. someone help me through this.

and I know all of their asses are going to turn on Khushi and bully my sweet sister once ASR does that classic blackmail wedding. She’s already been through so much. WHYYYY 😭💔👎

I’ve just realised this is a rant with no point because I might still go and watch that show. I guess I just wanted to vent because apart from the main leads everyone just frustrates me. 💀

Also Shyam getting to exist for SUCH a long time on the show is crazy….

someone save my Khushi because I’ll take time getting there 😭😭😭

for now l’ll take a breather lmao. ITV truly is a test of patience 😤

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If the Ram Naam or the mantra received in initiation is not chanted with full faith, then chanting the name is as good as not chanting it.

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THE THREE NAAMS

(OM TAT SAT)

and the permission to give naam has been granted to me by my venerable Gurudev Swami Ramdevanand Ji Maharaj, which has been running from generation to generation from

LORD KABIR.

- Bandichhod Satguru Rampal Ji Maharaj

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#हिन्दू_भाई_संभलो

In Bhagvad Gita Chapter 17 from Shlok 23 to 28, it is stated that for the attainment of Supreme God, Om' (30) Tat' - Sat',- these are the three naams (mantras).

Hindu Bhai Dhokhe Mein

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Identification of God Kabir

Sacred speech of God Kabir:

Satyug Mein Sat Sukrit Keh Tera, Treta Naam Muninder Mera | Dwapar Mein Karunamay Kahaya, Kalyug Naam Kabir Dharaya ||

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#परमात्माका_चारोंयुगों_मेंआना

God Kabir comes in all four yugas.

He said

Satyug me sat sukrat kah terya, Treta naam Munindra mera.

Dwapar me karunamay kahaya, Kalyug naam Kabir dhraya.

[radha-soami]

A Child's Remembrance of Baba Jaimal Singh by Channan Singh - Light and Sound on The Path: Sant Mat Radhasoami Spirituality

A Child's Remembrance of Baba Jaimal Singh by Channan Singh found in, The Soldier Sage of Beas: Glimpses of the Life and Teachings of Baba Jaimal Singh, by David Lane. This account was given in March of 1978 by one of the last surviving disciples of Baba Jaimal Singh Ji (1838 -- 1903).

Below are excerpted a few interesting and informative stories from this collection.

After the Passing of Soami Ji Maharaj Radha Ji Instructed Bibi Rukko to Stay with Jaimal Singh

When Soami Ji died his wife instructed Bibi Rukko to leave Agra and stay with Baba Ji on the banks of the River Beas so as to look after him. Mana Singh came later and served Baba Ji and was his pathi. Baba Ji would sit in meditation for long hours, so someone walked to the Beas railway station to buy chapatis for one rupee. They lasted a long time as Babaji would only eat whenever he came out of meditation. When the chapatis became dry, he soaked them in water and ate them.

Sometimes we were allowed to sit with Baba Ji and he would freely talk to us. He said one day "I will be leaving soon."

We asked, “Leaving for where?”

He replied, “Sipla Dweep, the other world where Sat Purush Soami Ji has ordered me to go.” He was not very old, but then on another occasion he said “Soon I will be leaving my body.”

Bibi Rukko asked, “Where will you continue your work?” 

“In Babu Sawan Singh,” he said.

But Bibi Ji protested. “You are so stout, so big, Sawan Singh is so thin and delicate, how can this be?”

To this Baba Ji replied, “You do not understand.” But Bibi Ji was still inquisitive. Baba Ji kept quiet for some time, then he asked, “Bibi Ji, what have you cooked for lunch?”

She said, “Spinach.”

“Is it still cooking?” He asked. As she said it was.

Baba Ji then said, “Have you put salt in it?”

“Yes, I have.” was the answer. “Have you put rock salt or ground salt in it?”

“Rock salt,” she replied.

“All right,” He said. “Go and look and see if the rock salt is still there.”

She came back and said, “No, the rock salt is not there.”

At this Baba Ji said, “Now do you understand? Just as the salt mixes with spinach, in the same way I shall merge into Babu Sawan Singh.”

But still Bibi Rukko protested.” I will not accept him.” she said.

Baba Ji became displeased and said, “Whoever does not accept Him, hell will be open to him. You will have to accept him -- this is very important.”

Baba Jaimal Would Copy Shabads (Hymns) of Soamiji Maharaj from the Sar Bachan Radhasoami Poetry 

"I've then returned to my own home but after some time I thought I should go to Beas again for Baba Ji’s darshan. When I next saw him I asked him to please write me a prayer, which he did. After eight days I again went to see Baba Ji because I wanted him to write me another prayer.

 "This time he wrote Mangla Charan * by Soami Ji, which starts

 'Whosoever recites Radhasoami Naam

Sails across the ocean of life;

All troubles and strife vanish,

And he abides in a state of bliss.'

 "After a few days I returned yet again and Baba Ji said, 'Child, what is it this time?' I asked for another prayer. This time Baba Ji wrote Dhan, Dhan Pyarey, which is also from Soami Ji’s Sar Bachan, but at the end he asked, 'Are you really learning these Shabds or just taking them?'  

I replied, 'Baba Ji, I learn them on the way home.' Baba Ji was very happy.

 "Next time I went, Baba Ji kindly wrote out another Shabd for me. But after this it was six months before I went again. On this occasion Baba Ji, after making sure that I knew all the Shabds he had given me, said, 'Today I will complete all your work.'

 "I said, 'As you wish, Master.' But then I added, 'Baba Ji, what is the work you will complete?'

 "He replied, 'I will look at Sar Bachan and let you know.'

 "After a little time had passed Baba Ji opened the book at the Shabd 'Listen O friend, I will now tell you the secrets of the inner planes.' He then started copying this and the following four Shabds which give details of all the higher spiritual regions **."

 [Note: *  Manglacharan, a term used for the opening portion of a prayer or sacred text, is at the very beginning of Sar Bachan Radhasoami Poetry, Volume One, by Soamiji Maharaj.]

[Note: ** "Shabds which give details of all the higher spiritual regions", very much the focus of the Sar Bachan Poetry volumes especially the section called Hidayat Namah (Esoteric Instructions).]

Jaimal Had Some Prashad of Soami Ji Stored in a Box Within a Box

But one day Babaji was standing there so I asked him, “Master you have never given me any prashad -- you have never given me any blessed food to eat.”

He said, “Will you be able to digest prashad?”

I answered, “Baba Ji, I cannot say whether I will be able or not. Maybe you will give me a big quantity.”

Baba Ji went into his room, he opened a box, and in this box there was another small box. It contained prashad that Soami Ji had given Baba Ji many years ago. I thought, ‘Probably my share is also there.’

Baba Ji again said, “I hope you will be able to digest it.”

I just said, “This is up to you, for I do not know ifI can or not.” With his two fingers Babaj Ji gave me a tiny, tiny bit. I said, “Oh Baba Ji, this is so little!”

He replied, “You are saying it is little. I am saying it is more than enough if you can digest it.”

I said, “Very well, I will eat it in your presence right now.” With that, I quickly swallowed it, and said, “Baba Ji, there is nothing left in my mouth.”

He laughed, and said, “All right, it is gone into the whole of your body, now if you digest it, it will be more than enough for you.”

Jaimal's Reverence for the Adi Granth (Sikh Scriptures) 

Baba Ji made us sit in the room where the Adi Granth was kept wrapped under a white cloth.

Rare Photo of Jaimal

It is such a pity that there are no photographs available of Baba Ji. Actually, no photographs could ever be taken. Whenever anyone came with a camera, Baba Ji would say, “What will this camera do if I do not wish my photograph to be taken? It depends on my wish whether it can be taken or not.” But I found later on that Hazur had one photograph. One day when Hazur and I were sitting together we had an argument. I said, “I know you have a photograph of Baba Ji, why don't you take it out?”

Hazur replied, “Channa Singh, I did not mean to hide that photograph from you. The photograph that I have is not of the time when Baba Ji was in service.” Then Hazur opened a small box; there were three photographs inside, two of which were someone else, the third of Baba Ji. 

Hazur said, “All right. Which of these three boys is Baba Ji?” I could not recognize him. At this Hazur took them back.

NDE/OOBE

About five years back when I was ninety I became ill. I received Hazur’s radiant form inside, but he did not talk to me. I got up and sat on this couch where I am now sitting, and I called a lawyer, and I made a will. In the evening I started vomiting. My youngest son was called. Both my sons stayed with me until two in the morning. I asked for some herbal medicine made by a local satsangi, and as soon as I took it the vomiting stopped. I told my sons to return to their homes as I felt well again.

I lay down, and as soon as my head touched the pillow my soul went up. I saw some man telling Baba Ji, “True Emperor, your boy has come.”

Baba Ji replied, “Silly fellow, how has he come?”

The man said, “Babaji, he has come by himself. No one has brought him.”

Baba Ji then said, “All right, send him back; but first take him around for about ten minutes, not more.” They made me change into clothes worn in that region, but before they sent me back that fellow made me change into my own clothes again, and took all the other clothes away.

Then he said, “There is your body lying over there, get back into it.”

I said, “Dear friend, I don't want to get back into it, it is so smelly.”

“But this is your own body and you must use it now,” he replied.

“Yes, yes, I know it’s mine,” I protested, “but it smells so bad and I don’t want to go.”

Well, in spite of my protests I just had to get back into my body, and as I was about to leave, this fellow pointed to the shoes I was still wearing. He remonstrated, “Why are you taking the shoes from here with you?”

I replied, “Oh, my friend, I have kept them on because I feel at least I should have something to show the sangat.” He took them off, and made me go back. The next thing I knew was that I was back in my physical body and my eyes were open.

An Earthenware Pot That Kept On Giving

One day, Baba Ji was out walking in his village and he met a Muslim blacksmith. He asked him, “Are you able to make a living?”

 The man replied, “Some days I have enough to live on. Other days I earn nothing.”

 They stopped at the man's house and then Baba Ji said, “Do you have an earthenware pot? He said he had. Babaji then asked, “Do you have any flour? The man said there was none in the house at the moment. “Well, do you have a cover for the pot?” As the man said he had, someone was sent to get some flour and Baba Ji himself placed it in the pot. Then he said, “Keep this pot covered in a dark place and it will give you all the flour you need.” The pot did give flour in as much quantity as was required by this Muslim family right up to the time that in the hurry to escape, he left the pot behind.

 The satsangis of the village used to show the pot to everybody, but after this, the blessing of Baba Ji was withdrawn; it gave forth no more flour.

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Identification of God Kabir

Sacred speech of God Kabir:

Satyug Mein Sat Sukrit Keh Tera, Treta Naam Muninder Mera | Dwapar Mein Karunamay Kahaya, Kalyug Naam Kabir Dharaya ||

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Identification of God Kabir

Sacred speech of God Kabir:

Satyug Mein Sat Sukrit Keh Tera, Treta Naam Muninder Mera | Dwapar Mein Karunamay Kahaya, Kalyug Naam Kabir Dharaya ||

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Stages of Meditation: Couplets About Meditation Practice, By Swami Santsevi Ji Maharaj

"Begin meditation with internally chanting or repeating the Guru-mantra-incantation (the charged words given by the Guru). And then try to visualize the radiant form or image of the Satguru in the still darkness of the inner sky (with eyes closed)*. Follow that with focusing your attention at the seat of the soul within, i.e. at the Third Eye or the Inner Eye or the Til Dwaar, by making the two streams of consciousness in your two eyes converge in a Point."

"When the two currents of consciousness meet in a Point, Divine Light appears within. Then, practice Surat Shabd Yoga (Yoga of Divine Sound) i.e., try to shift your attention to listening to the Divine Sounds or myriads of melodies (Anahad Naad) ringing inside. Listening to the Divine Sound destroys all the agitations and fickleness of the mind."

"Ascending beyond or transcending myriads of sounds, try to identify and tune in to the Quintessential Unstruck Melody, called "Saar Shabd" or "Anaahat Naad" which alone is capable of taking you and merging you into oneness with the Supreme Lord; this is the ultimate emancipation or liberation."

*NOTES: "In Kali Yuga, no spiritual activity would be successfully performed except the contemplation of the Swarup (Form) of the Sat Guru, Simran of Naam (Repetition of the Holy Name) and Dhyan of Naam (contemplation of the Holy Name) [Meditation of the Inner Light and Sound]." ("Last Words of Soami Ji Maharaj")

One begins the meditation with simran of Holy Names, then one adds visualizing the form of one's master (Sant Satguru), contemplating the Light(s) and inner visions. Then comes inner Sound. Sound becomes the focus. Beyond all these… there is God, described as being Formless, beyond Light and Sound, sometimes referred to as Anami (Nameless, Soundless, Ocean of Love, Lord of the Soul).

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By taking naam initiation (Naam Diksha) from Sant Rampal Ji Maharaj and by performing Sat-Bhakti as told by Him until our last breath can ensure our ticket to the Space Shuttle to Satlok. ‘Satlok’ is the eternal abode where there is no birth and death.