PUKAR'S DREAM

 
When Baba was on his way [in Hamirpur] from one place to another, people would stand on the roadside out of reverence, and Baba would have to get out of his car to give them darshan. While he was on his way to Ingohta, about five hundred men, women and children from the village of Sumerpur had waited for hours for his arrival alongside the dirt road. They raised a small platform for Baba to give darshan, and he lovingly acceded.

Mass darshan was a time of tempestuous activity, that inflamed so many hearts. These hearts continued burning day and night. Those with Baba could rest for a night only after they reached Ingohta on November 20th [1952]. But for Baba, his only rest was discomforts and hardships!

Baba visited Bindra Prasad Nigam's home, where his family requested permission to perform Baba's arti and puja. Upon Baba's agreeing, the worship ceremony started and luminous rays of love penetrated the room, causing the whole gathering to weep. Observing them, Baba, with great tenderness, cut the tearful ceremony short and hastily left the house.

Thereafter, for about an hour he was restless. He began walking back and forth opposite Laxmichand Paliwal's home. At times, he would come to a sudden stop, as if gazing steadily at something in the distance. Becoming uneasy, he would occasionally sit down, immersed in his internal working. Baba did not look around and was oblivious to the surroundings. Like statues, people sat silently looking at him. Baba's right-hand fingers moved rapidly while he was in this solemn mood.

After about half an hour, the indescribable silence at sunset was broken when Pukar loudly cried, "Baba!" Pukar had, up to this point, been fixedly staring at Baba. Now he could no longer contain himself and said, "Baba, when I was a child I once dreamt of Lord Ram. This is the exact spot in my dream where I had seen Ram and had his darshan."

Baba looked at Pukar and seemed to smile slightly. Still, he appeared quite distant, and there was a vacant look in his eyes. Everything again became still. Baba stood up and casually rested one foot on a nearby ledge.

Hardly a few seconds had passed when there was a loud thud. Pukar had fainted on the ground. Baba was the first to come to his side, concerned that he was hurt. Being a big, stout fellow, Pukar was only slightly injured.

Later, Pukar explained that Baba, by standing up and perching his foot in the way he had, had perfectly reenacted the dream he had seen as a child of Lord Ram, who had done exactly the same thing.