DREAM YOU CAN'T DREAM

                        

                                                                         

           (a real-life story, revealed for the first time, to a close friend in Pennsylvania )

 

Soul-mate friends are scarce on this material plane. It must be a bestowed bond that befalls only through psychic connection . "Papa's Palea" is one such dewdrop that drenched the fragrance of friendship. Though sitting across thousands of miles apart ; But time and space could never curtail her cosmic consecration. She is ever inwardly inquisitive about spiritual experiences..!

Normally, spiritual instances are better left-off to the sanctity of Spirit ; With so-called limited knowledge and experiences, at times, they may not be perceived in their right context.

 Shangrilla" is an unbelievable library that existed somewhere in the Himalayan ranges ; It was being closely guarded by the ‘Lamas’ for it’s secret doctrines – containing scriptures of supernatural phenomenon – not comprehensive at physical level of understanding. Very least of the wisdom passed out of it... strictly cautioned about going public with the supernatural experiences;

The parables that can be expressed within the limitation of words and not covered by the ‘cautions’ may well be described in public domain. It may well be asked why certain supernatural feelings/experiences are not to be shared with one and all ?   Such questions naturally come to mind . Well, simply put ; mind may not know what the 'realization' brings forth. We may discuss and debate in thousands of words about this; but will reach nowhere near the truth ! Philosophical or intellectual approach, metaphysical exercises/experiences, mental visualizations or any other psychic means can never anchor us in our ‘inward’ journey which actually leads us to the ‘realm of Truth’ – beyond expression. Believe it or not , even for a second in that ‘undefined-state’, one experiences the inexplicable where feelings and the feeler has no separate identity ! ....." I and my Father''... comes to be One and the same. 

Back to the story now, the first would be about how even natural geophysical phenomenon changes at 'His Will”.(apparently appear to be due some reasons or through a representative medium or by 'His' own chosen means ).

                          DREAM YOU CANT DREAM

It was a town somewhere in the British territory - between the then Burma and Pakistan - the name of the place is "Mehar" - ruled by a local king ; There appeared a kind of a ‘Mad Man’ (that's how they used to think about him) at whose boon, this mortal have landed on earth.

How he was born may be dealt later; Let's remember the last-post first  :

the whole cosmos & beyond, works only & ONLY at “His Will”....may be through various mediums, forms or reasons.

 In those days certain sects of the society - by virtue of their social standing or royal status, considered themselves the only authority about anything under their command. And; this so-called ‘Mad Man’ (TOTALLY TRANQUIL & SILENT) would just lay down somewhere outside that township – oblivious of his surroundings; but people soon started gathering around him for reasons best known to them. Some people believed he was a devout Christian; Some of them found him to be a Muslim-Fakir; Yet others thought him to be a Hindu beggar; A few Buddhist monks even wanted to have their own soul-searching on him. On the other side, those socially powerful pundits - on hearing about this man and people gathering around him - could not tolerate his silent influence on the masses. They turned jealous about his unprecedented personal magnetism ! They grouped together and complained to the King that a 'mad man' was around the township and his presence would make mess of the society. The King ordered him to be arrested and brought before him - in presence of those pundits. As ordered, the man was brought before a august gathering. They kept on asking ‘him’ hundreds of questions, but this man appeared illiterate and could not reply anything. Now, it was confirmed by those pundits that this man was just an other mad man who was around to disturb the already established religious faith of the society and create social misunderstanding. The then dogmatic society was also propagating that this man might, in disguise, be trying to convert people from their own religious faith !

It was decided that this ‘man’ should be put somewhere out of bound of the city. But before throwing him out of the city, the king personally asked him one final question - “ Tell me O stranger, it is now 'full-moon night' or ' moonless dark night' ? ” The man - already harassed and humiliated to the extreme, just replied - without even knowing anything about the lunar motions- “ it is FULL-MOON-NIGHT ”, though it was actually a moonless pitch-dark-night..! He was a laughing stock by now and was ordered to be simply thrown out of the city - to a very remote place – amidst jungles.

BUT THE MOST SPECTACULAR AND UNBELIEVABLE THING HAPPENED - AS THE MAN WAS BEING DRAGGED OUT OF THE CITY THROUGH THAT DARK NIGHT ! THE PEOPLE INCLUDING THE KING SAW - TO THEIR UTTER DISBELIEF - THE "FULL-MOON" RISING TO IT'S FULLEST LUMINOSITY THAT NIGHT AT "MEHAR"...!!

One may not believe that 'Mother Mahanama' -due to certain conditions and situations - came all the way from UK and met this 'mad-man' ; AND THIS  MORTAL CAME TO THIS WORLD BY THE GRACE OF HIS EQUALLY UNBELIEVABLE DIVINE WILL. Words, at times, fail to express realities....! 

For the sake of understanding, let's call this mortal as 'Boony' who had one brother born before him with some unusual physical signs and unnatural characteristics which are quite abnormal in a new-born; The then high-priests of the church said to his parents and others around –  “This new-born is not for this world; He has come just to complete his inconclusive journey on this planet and fortunately, you have been chosen as his temporary host; But make no mistake, this boy will leave us all within a fortnight. “

As per their prophecy, the child left this world.....!  'Mother Mahanama' being a very pious lady and mostly dwelling inward, almost turned VIRTUALLY MAD at the loss of this 'divine soul' as her son ! Father of this child - a Royal Army Officer - tried all means of medical, psychological and other modes of treatments on her; But everything turned out to be of temporary relief for her; and his entire family was disturbed . People from different walks of life were giving different counseling; But nothing really worked out and helped the mother and the family in trouble. The 'High Priest' of the church advised father to talk to the "Royal- Priest" in London. After lots of tough-turns, father could get an appointment with the 'Royal-Priest' who - on seeing the father - without even asking anything - simply said - " Try and you will get a transfer order to Rangoon and from there you will go further east; In the course, you will meet someone who will deliver thee from your present situation.."

Father, as an army-man, got awe-struck at the suggestion and went back to his unit – remorse and sad; because it was not that easy those days to get a choice- transfer; But at the same time, he remained hopeful as the assurance came from the ‘Royal Priest ’. Time passed by, and there was no real improvement of Mother Mahanama's condition; while father was also trying desperately for the expected ‘transfer’. Nothing appeared positive, the complete family was in a sort of suspended agony. Then one fine morning – as if to honor the “Royal-Priest’s” wishes – the father received a cable from his head-quarters advising him to report immediately to the Army-Command at Rangoon ! Hope sprouted stronger again, as also the rest of the family sensed some encouragement. Everything was arranged almost over night and they left for Rangoon by the first flight next morning. Somehow, 'Mother Mahanama' was taken care of at the command hospital and on the second or third day of his reaching Rangoon , father was asked to proceed for some specific duties with a convoy at his command.

It is said – “ Man proposes, God disposes “ ; but this dictum proved here otherwise ! It is man who proposes, performs and is responsible for his own dispositions. GOD IS ALL MERCIFULL.

 How father could be tension-free when 'Mother Mahanama' was in hospital - almost in an insane condition ? But no way ! In military services, you have a very limited administrative choice; And soon he was out with his convoy - leaving 'Mahanama' in the care of the medicos ; In course of the long and rough journey, the convoy got stuck-up somewhere near a jungle – congregated by all sorts of people. Look, how “His Will” works in silence ! It was here – under a huge banyan tree – the same ‘Mad-Man’ was lying down, and he turned out to be ‘the savior' of insane mother 'Mahanama' and her disturbed family as well. Miraculously a man from the gathering came running towards the convoy, but was stopped short of nearing it. Now, father - in command of the convoy - came down from his cabin and asked the attending sepoy what the matter was ! Before the ‘sepoy’ could reply, the man who came running, said – ‘ Sir ! our ‘father’ is lying out there; he does’t speak much, but told me to fetch your water-bag ’ ; Father got curious; Since joining army, he had this habit of carrying a water bag with him almost all the time. How this unknown person - in an unknown distant land – knows about this ! He asked his ‘oderly’ and a few gunmen to accompany him to the place – guided by the stranger. No sooner they were nearing that huge banyan tree in the jungle, the stranger just vanished and the ‘Mad-Man’ signaled someone to bring ONLY father close to ‘Him’ ! As a military man, father was suspicious though wondered ! He was in a sort of dilemma when he became dumb-fold and almost like a ‘robot’, moved through the gathering without his guards. ‘He’ signaled father to sit very close to ‘Him’ and whispered something at his ears; But father never ever disclosed what ‘He’ whispered ! Father offered ‘Him’ water from his water-bag and it appeared as if ‘He’ was drinking elixir of eternal contentment. Father left the place silently and back to his convoy for onward journey. He fulfilled his mission without any hindrance and returned to his base Command at Rangoon . People around father observed him to be unusually cool and reserved within himself since the day of his meeting with the ‘Mad-Man’.

 Much later, after mother 'Mahanam' got completely cured and 'Boony' was born – without revealing much of the details – he told mother 'Mahanama' – “ I met the ‘Holy-Man’ as was blessed by the ‘Royal-Priest’ ; ‘He’ asked me to meet ‘Him’ again after a fortnight alongwith you and nobody should know about this visit. ‘He’ also advised me to buy certain specific fruits from a specific market of Rangoon and carry it along. Not without some trouble of course, I did exactly as advised. When I met ‘Him’ alongwith you – don’t know how – ‘He’ was all alone there – now sitting, as silent as an aged rock . ‘He’ gestured at you to sit near ‘Him’ and offer the fruits; ‘He’ raised his hands above and from nowhere, sprinkled water on you, me and on the fruits; ‘He’ touched your forehead by one of his fingers, closed ‘His’ eyes and kept like that- rock-steady - for a few seconds. Only a few hours before meeting ‘Him’, you were so unnatural, uncontrollable – not listening to anyone , but now you were exceptionally calm and quite – sitting closed eyes before this ‘Holy-Man’. I felt as if ‘silence of grave’ engrossed the entire area – drenched in an aroma, never ever smelt before ! Finally, both of you opened your eyes and "He" gave you a fruit from the offering and whispered inaudible words at your ears. We bowed before him and left. Now, you tell me what did ‘He’ say ? ”

Mother 'Mahanama' paused for a moment and said – “ He" uttered a few words which I could not understand and told me – ".... go and lament no more, nothing will disturb you henceforth; A son will be born to you on a full moon night amidst peace and bliss; Name him as wished by the attending midwife; He will fulfill the ‘work of a son . ”

And here is 'Boony' - that son – does’t know if he has fulfilled his ‘work’ or not – living along the shore of this birth to narrate, for the first time, how he landed on earth…!!  

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