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5 SENSE TLEPHONES
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MIRACLES OF LAHIRI MAHASAYA
"An Interview with the Holy Mother"
His wife was not the only disciple of Lahiri Mahasaya; there were hundreds of others, including my mother. A Chela woman once asked the guru to photograph her. He handed her an impression, noting: “If you consider it a protection, then so is it; otherwise, it's just an image. ”
A few days later, this woman and Lahiri Mahasaya's daughter-in-law were studying the Bhagavad Gita at a table behind which hung the photograph of the guru. An electrical storm erupted with great fury.
"Lahiri Mahasaya, protect us!" The women bowed to the photo. Lightning struck the book they were reading, but the two devotees were unharmed.
“It felt as if a sheet of ice had been placed around me to drive away the scorching heat,” explained the chela.
Lahiri Mahasaya performed two miracles in connection with a disciple, Abhoya. She and her husband, a lawyer from Calcutta, left one day for Benares to visit the guru. Their carriage was delayed by heavy traffic; they arrived at Howrah main station only to hear the train from Benares beeping for departure.
Abhoya, near the ticket booth, was quiet.
"Lahiri Mahasaya, I beg you to stop the train!" she prayed silently. "I can't suffer the pain of waiting another day to see you."
The rumbling train wheels kept turning and turning, but there was no progress. The engineer and passengers descended to the platform to see the phenomenon. An English railway guard approached Abhoya and her husband. Unlike all precedents, he offered his services.
“Babu,” he said, “give me the money. I'll buy your tickets while you board. ”
Once the couple had settled down and received their tickets, the train moved slowly forward. Panicking, the engineer and passengers scrambled back to their seats, not knowing either how the train left or why it had stopped in the first place.
Arriving at Lahiri Mahasaya's house in Benares, Abhoya silently prostrated himself before his master and tried to touch her feet.
“Recompose yourself, Abhoya,” he observed. “How you love to bother me! As if you couldn't have come here on the next train! ”
Abhoya visited Lahiri Mahasaya on another memorable occasion. This time she wanted his intercession, not with a train but with the stork.
“I beg you to bless me so that my ninth child may live,” she said. “Eight babies were born to me; all died shortly after birth. ”
The master smiled sympathetically. “Your coming child will live. Please follow my instructions carefully. The baby, a girl, will be born at night. Make sure the oil lamp stays on until dawn. Do not fall asleep and so allow the light to go out. ”
Abhoya's son was a daughter, born at night, exactly as predicted by the omniscient guru. Her mother instructed her nurse to keep the lamp filled with oil. Both women maintained their urgent vigil until the early hours of the morning, but finally fell asleep. The oil in the lamp was almost gone; the light flickered feebly.
The bedroom door unlocked and swung open with a violent sound. The women woke up startled. His startled eyes saw the form of Lahiri Mahasaya.
"Abhoya, behold, the light is almost gone!" He pointed to the lamp, which the nurse hurried to refill. As soon as it started to burn again, the master disappeared. The door closed; the latch was affixed with no visible agency.
Abhoya's ninth son survived; in 1935, when I did the investigation, she was still alive.
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