I, Bijay Mishra, of Zamalpur, Munger, India want to share with you the experience of ‘after life’. Although I believed in rebirth, I never believed in spirits, ghosts or ghouls. One day I got a chance to read the pages of a book on afterlife by a famous author, B.D.Rishi. After reading the book I became more inquisitive about afterlife. How and where these entities live what they do, do they ever feel the pangs of hunger or thirst like us, were questions that sometimes popped up in my mind. In the year 1974, I was on a job in Jamalpur Railway Workshop. One day during lunch hour, our senior engineer Ramnaresh Mishra opened up a conversation on the afterlife. I said, "I have read too, but I am in two minds. My intellectual mind does not believe in such gossip but the inner mind is inquisitive." Smiling at me, Mr. Mishra replied whether you believe it or not it has happened in my life. Today, if you like, I can tell you the story. Everyone present became attentive. The officer started, “Twenty years ago I was living alone near my place of work. I met a spirit and my relation with her became close”. One of us inquired smilingly, “a lady spirit, Sir?” "Yes!" said Mr. Mishra. “Every night she would make a visit. We talked a lot. She used to tease me often. Sometimes she painted my feet red. Every day a new topic & some new teasers.” Mr. Mishra was a senior officer, with gravity built in to his nature and none of us could ever doubt his word! Nor could we take him lightly and laugh it off. He had earned our respect due to his character. He continued with the ‘spirit’ episode for few days more, in such a lively manner that many of our doubts seemed cleared. I was impressed by him, most. The astonishing thing for me was that, according to Mr. Mishra, the ghost was a woman of Muslim faith. One day, after some months had passed, Mr. Mishra came straight to my section. I could tell he was upset. In a halting voice he confided, “Vijay, she came again after twenty years! She told me it was because I contemplated on her. I am finished, you understand what I mean! I am a family man now, with grown up children. I don’t want any of the things that occurred twenty years back, to happen again because of her. It was different then!” I tried to console him. But inside, I was afraid too! However, I advised him to utilize the power of Gayatri, to ward off the entity. “Do regular chanting along with meditation of the rising sun, Sir. And do not forget the Gayatri Yajna,” I told him. I saw him listening intently. Again on the third day, he came to me in a normal mood and told me that the ghost, Shanti was her name, is coming every night for a chat but that she was no longer like (the old ghost,) she used to be. He said, "Now she is so sober & wise. And she also said that she knows you.” Hearing this I was at a loss for words! How does she know me? How can a Muslim soul can have a name like Shanti? I requested Mr. Mishra to ask her these things when she appeared again. The very next day Mr. Mishra took me to a place where no one would disturb us and said, “You are her brother by initiation.” I was a little relieved. But I still had many questions. This meant that she had been initiated by my spiritual Master. How it is possible? A Muslim woman taking initiation from Him? Where did it happened and when? I requested my senior officer to retrieve the data from the spirit. “Sir, Please find out from sister Shanti the answers," I said with a benign smile. By then I was no longer afraid. The next day, Mr. Mishra said, “Well Vijay, she was initiated by your Master, Pandit Shriram Sharma Acharya!” I was not going to leave it at that and queried, “How was it possible?” “In 1970, a 108 kundi Gayatri MahaYajna was performed at Tata Nagar. She strayed in to the area along with many similar entities! They were all attracted by the sanctity of the environment due to the Yajna. They collectively met your percepter and they prayed to him 'Oh great Rishi, These humans whom you are addressing will be saved, we realize, but what will happen to us? Who will save us? Neither we have the physical body, nor we have a place of abode, we spend all our days wandering about! You are the avatar of the Supreme Consciousness, we know, please take pity on us and save us!' Then your Master called all such wise ghosts to a large field away from the Yajna area and initiated the lot with Gayatri Mantra and gave each a new name. The Muslim spirit got the name Shanti." After hearing this, I had to know more. I requested him to ask her what they do in the astral world? When he returned on the next day, he told me that they work at the behest of my Master, under His discipline. Hearing this, I became greedy for more. I wanted to know from sister Shanti what the great Acharya is doing in the Himalayas and where exactly he is, for I knew he was in the Himalayas at that time. Shanti declined to give information, saying they were bound by a limit. By this time I no longer had any doubts about the existence of astral beings. And my queries about the changing of this undesirable era to a more humanitarian one had been answered as well. Thousands and thousands of us are working in our own humble ways, following the Master’s instructions in this visible world, and millions must be working in the invisible world as well, guaranteeing the change, a change for a better world and better world order!
A year after my encounter with Shanti through Mr. Mishra, she vanished. Even though we tried to meditate on her, she did not appear. A great change has occurred to Mr. Mishra as he was also initiated. In (the year) 1975, I was allowed to come to Shantikunj, in Haridwar. A spiritual camp for return of pranic(life) energy was being held under the spiritual guidance of the Master. As part of this program, there was a day when each sadhak could ask intimate questions to the Master. When my turn came, I just uttered the name Shanti, whose memory was still afresh in my mind! At once, without waiting for me to complete the sentence, the great Rishi started looking towards the horizon, "Son!" He said, "clothings changed, clothings changed!" I understood the meaning; Shanti had taken birth in human form! I could not collect my courage for any further questions of the great sage. I saluted the revered saint and left ………..
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