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Baba Story: How Baba Saved From Islamic Thugs

From: Amriteshwar Verma
Date: Mon, 23 Apr 2012 22:56:44
Subject: Baba Story: How Baba Saved From Islamic Thugs




Here is one beautiful story of how Baba attracts, protects, and saves all His devotees, regardless of their worldly status and qualification.

Back in the early 80′s there was a relatively poor, village farmer named Khush Mohammad, originally of Islamic faith. The farmer – from hereon referred to as ‘Bhakta’ – lived in a Muslim community in Kashiya village (Padaraona) in Utter Pradesh (UP) India. But he was not satisfied and was in search of something more. Many margiis lived in the neighboring villages and Bhakta would talk to them regularly.

Sometimes when he was out in the fields and working by himself, Bhakta would hear a voice in his mind say, ‘My son come to Me’. He had no idea who was calling him or from where the voice came. It would only happen when he was alone – and, around every 15 days or so.


One day while talking with family acarya Dharmendra Rao and some margiis, they encouraged Bhakta to attend DMC. Bhakta had met many margiis over the years and had developed respect for Ananda Marga. So, without even taking initiation, he decided that he would make the long journey to DMC at Ananda Nagar. It would be an adventure since he rarely left his village.

Upon his arrival at Ananda Nagar, Bhakta became quite attracted by all that was going on. The scene was completely enchanting and the crowd was huge. This was 1982. Up until that time he had not been initiated, even though he knew many margiis. While at DMC, he thought it would be good to learn AM sadhana. Thus when he met one Dada, he took initiation. The acarya who initiated Bhakta was Dada Bhaskarananda ji.

Later on, inside the pandal, Bhakta became very, very inspired; his mind and body became completely vibrated. Our revered Sadguru Baba was about to enter the pandal and everyone was raising the slogan, ‘Parama Pita Baba Ki– Jai!!’. It was being repeated again and again, resounding all around; the energy was coming to a climax. The pitch was feverish and the spiritual energy palpable. ‘Parama Pita Baba Ki– Jai!!’; ‘Parama Pita Baba Ki– Jai!!’; ‘Parama Pita Baba Ki– Jai!!’ Suddenly, Baba graciously entered onto the stage and took His divine seat. The air was thick with His spiritual vibration.

With perfect composure and charm, Baba began and delivered His subject of discourse and when it drew to a close, He blessed everyone with His varabhaya mudra. In that auspicious moment, Bhakta could see nothing but a bright, white effulgence all around. He nearly lost consciousness and felt divinely intoxicated. All he could think about was Baba.

That special bhava – subtle spiritual feeling – continued throughout that DMC and for a few months afterward. When Bhakta returned to his village after that DMC, he was no longer the same person. He was often lost in Baba’s bliss.


He obviously had a very good samskara for performing sadhana. At DMC, he had heard from acaryas and margiis that Baba would teach sadhana sitting on tombs at the burial ground. Since returning home, Bhakta began the same routine. In the afternoon, he would sit for sadhana for 3 or 4 hours in a forested area nearby his house; and in the mid of the night he went out for sadhana at the cemetery. By Baba’s grace, Bhakta would easily slip into deep, sustained meditation for hours on end.


Here it should be noted that Bhakta lived in a Muslim community as he himself was a born Muslim; but those locals did not take kindly to Bhakta’s new way of living. They became furious. They concluded that he rejected and left Islam, and stopped his Muslim prayar namaz, and converted to the Hindu religion.

They wrongly thought AM was nothing but a Hindu cult because of various customs: The dress of the sannyasis, the Sanskrit names, the use of mantra, and the practice of sadhana. These Muslim villagers became completely irritated with Bhakta for various other reasons as well: His new diet whereby he was giving up all tamasik items, and his zeal for singing and dancing kiirtan. They could not tolerate this. Plus they were put off by the dress of acaryas who came to see him. So these Muslim villagers now considered Bhakta a Hindu; and, they became quite angry and disgusted with him.

This became a big problem as Bhakta faced tremendous backlash and pressure from his native small, Islamic community. They were totally outraged by his new way of living and would regularly harass and heckle him. They even pleaded with their god Allah to bless them with the strength to kill him. In their dogmatic minds there was nothing worse than the fact that Bhakta left their Islamic faith for some Hindu cult.

Thus those local Muslims began to stalk Bhakta when he did his sadhana, especially at night.


By Baba’s grace, ever since Bhakta started doing his night sadhana, a team of dogs would follow him to his meditation place and patrol the entire area – keeping any and all intruders away. Those dogs would encircle and patrol a large section of land and ensure no one came close to Bhakta during sadhana.

The strange thing is that these were not those ordinary, emaciated Indian street dogs, but rather healthy, well-manicured large dogs of around 150 pounds. They were breeds of dogs like big rottweilers and German shepherds. To this day, Bhakta is
unaware from where they came. Yet they accompanied him on countless episodes of night sadhana.

Those dogs would come out from nowhere and follow him to the cemetery. Then they would watch over him while he did sadhana. They would encircle him from around 10 – 15 feet away and guard in all directions. They were totally alert and on the prowl. If they heard anyone coming, those massive dogs would immediately scare away any intruders. Hours later when Bhakta finished his sadhana, those guard dogs would accompany Bhakta out of the cemetery back home. Just when they reached the outskirts of the village, those dogs would take leave of him and disperse in different directions. Often Bhakta tried to find those dogs but all his efforts were in vain. But when it was again time for night sadhana, invariably they would escort him to the cemetery and protect him.


Those Muslims, over time, realised that they could not get close enough to Bhakta to kill him during cemetery sadhana. This only caused their fury to mount. Undeterred, they hatched a plot to murder him. Because they felt it was their duty to curtail his life since he had left Islam. Already they had applied every measure to scare, abuse, and threaten him psychically. They felt their only recourse was to kill him in some isolated place when the dogs were not present.

Around that time, a crime occurred in the region and the police were looking for the suspect. In that search, Bhakta himself was detained by the police and thrown in jail.

While in jail, Bhakta became gloomy and sad, and was wondering why these false charges had been brought against him. Then one day while in jail he had a dream and in that dream Baba came to Him and said, “I had to arrange to have you arrested because that day those angry villagers had a plan to eliminate you. This was the only way to keep you safe. Plus you had an old and extremely negative samskara; that also contributed to your being arrested. Both issues – your safety and your samskaras – were fulfilled by your arrest. By this way your life was saved and your future pathway cleared.”

Realising this, Bhakta became immensely inspired how Baba had saved him and he became highly involved in sadhana again. Soon he was released from jail and again began his night sadhana program, and those dogs accompanied him to protect him.

Actually, to bring this full circle, when Bhakta was in jail then his local enemies were arrested for robbery. They were caught red-handed. When Bhakta was released from jail then those local enemies were facing a long prison term. So Bhakta’s pathway was cleared and his problems solved permanently.


Some time later, Bhakta was at home when there was a knock on the door. Bhakta’s younger sister went to answer the door and saw that it was some Divine Being with an illumined face. Seeing His illumined face, the young girl said, “You do not appear to be human; only Allah (God) can come with such brilliant effulgence.”

In reply, that Illumined Being only smiled.

Seeing this, the girl quickly ran throughout the house and informed everyone. They all immediately ran towards the door. But the Illumined Being was not there.

In his mind’s eye, Bhakta understood what had occurred. He quickly got a Baba photo and showed it to his young sister. With great delight she told, “That is the Illumined Being I saw at the door.” Then everyone understood that Baba had blessed them by coming to their abode.

Later that evening – reflecting on the day’s events – Bhakta fell deep into a bhava samadhi. He was nearly unconscious for four days. The whole town thought Bhakta had finally become crazy and mad. They felt justice had been done since he had left Islam. But the truth was that Bhakta was ensconced in the Lord’s bliss.


In that blissful way, the days of Bhakta passed ever in the thought of Baba.

Bhakta never had PC, never met Baba in person, and only saw Him once in a DMC Pandal; but due to his good samskara and Baba’s grace, Bhakta had a deeply devotional link with Him because he saw Him everyday in meditation.


This all goes to show how special Baba’s grace is. He can bring anyone close if He wishes. All the religions are riddled with dogma, but this is especially the case with Islam. That is why there are so few margiis of Islamic background; and that is why it is so difficult to do pracara in those Islamic nations. They will threaten, abuse and even kill any fellow Muslims who feel inspired to try meditation or any such practice that is outside their dogmatic faith. Even then, on this occasion, Baba brought Bhakta onto His very Lap.

AM is universal. Baba only looks at a person’s heart and never differentiates between rich and poor or any other relative factor. Those with a sincere desire get His unconditional love and affection. Baba graces all.


Amriteshwar Deva


The above incident teaches us many things, but the main idea is that one’s sadhana and virtuous deeds carry over from one life to the next. Devotion never evaporates; it is permanent. If one could not reach the Supreme Goal in one life then in the next life they will start off at that very level of spiritual growth. A sadhaka’s spiritual attainment is never lost. That was the case of Bhakta. He entered this life with a high degree of devotion due to the sadhana of his past life. That is why – despite so many external problems – he was able to quickly advance on the path of sadhana and get Taraka Brahma as the Guru. Because devotional achievement is permanent and stays with a sadhaka from life to life.

In contrast, all the skills and “progress” made in the physical and psychic realms are easily swept away. There is no guarantee one will have those talents and riches in their next life. If one is physically strong one life then in the next life there is no rule that they will therefore be an Olympic champion, rather they may be physically handicapped. It could easily be like that. Similarly a billionaire could be reborn as a beggar; likewise an intellectual giant might be reborn as a fool. There just is no guarantee of anything in those relative spheres. Only in very rare cases is one reborn with those same talents to a high degree: We call such a person a genius. Again, this is extremely rare and not at all the norm.

Whereas one’s attainment in the spiritual realm is beyond time, space and person. The degree to which one has advanced on the path and reduced the radius with the Lord marks their permanent progress toward salvation. Whatever spiritual growth they made in one life, they will resume their journey from that very spot in their next life. In this way one will go on advancing towards their cherished goal, birth after birth, until they achieve the Supreme Rank and become one with Parama Purusa.

So devotion is permanent; it carries over from one life to the next, while all other qualities are fleeting. Those with high devotion in their previous birth will begin their next life with that same high level of devotion. That is quite apparent in the above story about Bhakta.

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