My very first attendance of Guruji's
satsang was incredibly blissful. It happened magically though I had initially not been attracted towards Him when a college friend had told me about Guruji and His blessings. Then, I began seeing many
swaroops of His. This was followed by a mobile message (on some media or app) that promised that if I came to Him that day, He'd bless me. An hour later I had a neighbor inviting me to a satsang at his house. When I went in the evening, I was shocked to see that it was Guruji's satsang. As I bowed in front of His swaroop, I felt He was sitting there. A strong spiritual presence energized me with positive vibes.
The second time I went to Guruji's satsang, I got a business-related blessing. I had many outstanding payments. However, in not much time, I could clear my dues because many new business clients were coming in. The next development in our relationship came when I went to Bade Mandir. In fact, I had to borrow money from a person close to me, because I had forgotten to carry a purse. In the Mandir, I found myself donating that sum. At that point, an inner voice spoke to me in Punjabi, a language I don't speak. It said that the following day I would get a shower of rupees. That was what happened. My business earnings on that day, a Monday, were the highest amount of cash sales the family had seen in the last three decades!
I went to the Bade Mandir again, on a Sunday morning, arriving at 11 in the morning. The Mandir opens to the
sangat in the evening—Guruji had confused me about the timings, but this was a blessing in disguise. A devotee made me do
sewa, and I was in grateful tears. I was working near the generator, and asked Guruji if I might be exposed to an electric current. He again spoke to me, telepathically, in His Punjabi accent: Even Yama, the God of Death, cannot touch you here.
Guruji always makes me aware of His presence and blesses me through His abundant leelas. One day a devotee came to me. He was wearing a locket on his neck and told me about a satsang in my neighbourhood. As he did so, I got the intense rosy smell signalling Guruji's presence. Of course, I went to the satsang.
Then, once, I was incredibly sad. I was running an errand on my bike when a bystander stopped me for a lift. I dropped him to where he had to go, and as he dismounted, I felt a likeness of Guruji on his face. The heaviness lifted off my chest. I was buoyed up with divine energy. Thank you so much for everything, Guruji!
Aum Namah Shivaya Shivji Sada Sahay.
A devotee
February 2025