[stextbox id=”info” image=”null”]The Grace of Siddha series can be read here.[/stextbox]
These are not stories. They are real incidents. Read through these and do reflect if anywhere, anything in these series is resonating with your own self. Do you feel any of these telling anything to you? Do you feel yourself that any of the phrase is a reflection of yours? Is there an answer to you in these?!
To go to Mantralaya was the next instruction.
I went to the ticket counter to book a train ticket to Mantralaya. I could not get the tickets. I thought I must go without any reservation and when I saw the crowd near the train, I felt that its not just today, but for the next full
week, it is impossible to get in to this train.
There were people filled in every compartment. There wasn’t any other train to Mantralaya for that day either. I possibly could get on tomorrow by changing trains to reach Mantralaya.
But it is today that the Maha Muni asked me to go and I didn’t know what to do. I even tried “other means” by asking the TTR but no luck. They just said, “travel in an unreserved compartment and meet me at every station. If there are any vacant seats, I shall provide you” but there wasn’t any confirmed ticket.
It was about five minutes for the train to start.
I opened the Jeeva Nadi with a little frustration and grief.
“Fear Not My Son! Your travel will happen without any hinderance.” – said the Maha Muni. I had no hope. Then that miracle happened.
There came a person running towards me, “Sir, you have to go to Mantralaya only right? I have got two seats in this coach here. Get in there now. I have paid the cost for this berth. Get on!”
I was so very surprised. I even thought that it is an offense to book ticket in some other’s name. But the person made me enter the train and threw my luggage in too. The train started the very next second and the person disappeared too. I was thinking as to how is this all possible while the
ticket checker came to me.
I showed the ticket to him and explained what happened. He smiled and returned the ticket to me.
I mentioned my name.
“You have rushed to get the tickets. In your name, two berths has been booked four days ago”
“How? It is not possible?”
“The person who came here a while ago mentioned about you and said that he has your tickets and that he will bring you in half a minute, and while I was checking that ticket, he got down. Now you are showing a different ticket. Here, sit comfortably.”
I could not understand anything, or could even dream of such things. I was thinking frightened as to who that person was, how did he know my name, why did he book a ticket for right today. When people were desperate to get a single ticket, why is there two berths booked in my name? The ticket checker didn’t come thereafter and nobody else occupied the other seat either.
It was ten in the morning, the next day. The train stopped in Mantralaya station. As it was my first time visit here, I got down slowly. It was a small station and there wasn’t any platform or anything. From here, Sri Ragavendra Swamy’s brindavana would be around 15 kilo meters. A government bus comes once in an hour or when the train stops. Till then, the place will be deserted.
I was thinking as to how we are going to go there and came out of the station. An ambassador car came and stopped near me.
~ to be continued…!