The Grace of Siddha – 65 – Want to live? Then don’t stay here at night!

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Siddha Agastya! This name lingers in the land of Bharath for time immemorial. He is ever active, ever merciful and pours love to those who take refuge at Him. GnanaBoomi is humbled to present the Sitthan Arul series in English for its readers. See for yourself if any of these incidents relates to you, if it has any message to you or, if it gives a whole new perception about anything for which you may be looking for an answer. 

One can go on narrating many a miracles such as the previous one.
Such is the glory of Maha Siddha Agastya who sometimes guides us by remaining silent, many a times by showing anger and even many a times by remaining as a spiritual guru for many a people.


A very influential businessman from Coimbatore had come along with two of his relatives to see the Agastya Nadi.

As all three of them belong to the same lagna, the clairvoyance
cannot be given. If they want to ask anything about their future, one of the three shall stand some eight feed aside” – said the Siddha!

They were not only very close relatives, but the problem they were
seeking remedy was common to all three of them. They cannot forgo any one. I narrated what Agastya mentioned. All of us were confused when Agastya kept saying what He said earlier. Since all of us knew how to calculate the horoscope, we calculated the same for all three of them right there. Everything was correct.

I had no other go but to ask the Siddha.

As per the time of birth, your calculation is right. But of the
three, the time of birth for the person born in Thirupur is not
correct. At the time of his birth, the Lagna had become Vakra. Now do the calculation as per the Lagna that I say. All the incidents that
happened will then be correct. This Lagna Vakra is not known to the normal astrologers. This we, Siddhas alone know!

This is something I had never heard of. Normally it is known that the planets like Shani, Guru, Budha, Mangal (Sevvai) become vakra. But the time of the birth itself will become vakra is something that one cannot accept that easily as it is not so easy to find that out. It is not to be seen anywhere mentioned in the Jyotish Shashtra either.

The blame given to the astrologers that whatever they said hasn’t
become true could be attributed to the fact that they cannot find out if the lagna has become vakra. But this is not the case with
everyone. To those astrologers who are full of devotion, high morale, one can obtain the complete and most accurate results. The Almighty will show hints if there has been a vakra in the lagna to those, said Agastya Muni.

Still, I had the curiosity to know how the lagna gets vakra from
Agastya Muni and I tried several times.

All these are given to the Siddhas, Rishis and Munis due to the
grace of the Almighty. Normal human beings cannot obtain these. But if one says the results after knowing these, it is equal to that of
the power of God and one could even get the power to change the fate. This stands apart from the prayers of humans and it takes a lot of days to get in to that mental stability. You do not possess that quality now” said the Muni and further said “I will however, teach you a couple of Deva Rahasya. Based on how you will safe guard it, I shall further tell you on Lagna Vakra“.

I felt happy that He did respect me but at the same time, I had the
disappointment that He does not trust me totally. The Deva Rahasya he revealed for totally new to me. Based on these, when I gave out a few remedial measures by checking the horoscope did not give any results at first. Whenever He feels like revealing the Lagna Vakra secret, let Him do so, I left the matter as it is.

All of a sudden one day, I received an order suddenly.

Go at once!” – He ordered me to go to a small village near Erode. I
set forth with none accompanying me. Once reached Erode the next morning, the village 40 kilo meters from there took almost around 3 PM when I reached it due to the fact that there weren’t any facilities to reach the place at that time. I had to go on a bullock cart. It was sort of deserted as well.

There wasn’t any village chief or anyone. They stayed in the nearby
village due to the facilities available there. There was a person who
was running a tea shop with a bench nearby on the shades of a tamarind tree. The natural surroundings was very beautiful.

The tea shop owner was surprised looking at me getting down from a bullock cart as I probably was the only one who came to that village wearing a pant and shirt. Otherwise, there wasn’t any need to look at me with that surprise.

I paid the driver and due to respect, he refused to accept it. I sat
in that bench. I was hungry. I bought curd rice and ate it, till the
time, he did not question about my whereabouts (it is a good practice not to question someone when they are having food). Once I finished eating, I began to ask him about the temple in a hilltop.

“O it is a very old temple. The pujari goes there once in the morning and evening to do the ritualistic offering. No one stays there in the nights” – he said.


“If they do so, they won’t come back alive! So far about seven or
eight people ventured and they came back only as corpses!” – he
silently threw a bomb.

“Why?! What happened to them?”

“It is not an act of some wild animals as one may think at once. He, that God, is very powerful. It is an order in this village that no one should stay there at nights. But why are you asking about that

“Nothing. I have to stay there in that temple for three nights. I
came from Chennai for this purpose” – I said that hesitantly and at
once I said this, the shopkeeper appeared as though he was hit by

“O Sire! You are new to this place. Don’t! Just abandon this desire
and go back safely. You appear to be young and educated. Why do you want to get in to this weird play? Just go back silently” – he
rebuked subtlely and with some rights due to affection.

The order that Agastya Muni gave me was to stay in that temple for
three nights itself. I didn’t mention it as it is and had changed it
slightly, even that was enough to shock this person. To those who
visited the shop thereafter, he mentioned about my idea and they all firmly believed that “I must be a lunatic” and they all were focused only on sending me out of the place.

I stood there alone with no one ready to help.

I even felt that the Muni had made me stuck in to this dilemma.
Something might work out if I meet the chief of this village, I
thought but none of those were there in the village on that day. What else would I do other than opening the Nãdi?

Fear not! You will climb the mountain without any obstacle. There
you will witness a miracle for three mid-nights” – He said just this.

Once I got the instruction from Nãdi, I became energetic. Come what may, I decided. Without paying heed to the people around, I measured the pathway to the hilltop with my eyes. I also procured some dry buns, some old fruits from the shop, just in case if I may feel hungry in the night.

It was getting dark.

I began to set forth towards the mountain which was in the northern corner of the village without even saying anything to those around. Though I was courageous enough, to stay on a hilltop in that unknown village did cause some sensation of fear in the stomach. What if I don’t come back alive, just as these people say? I did get such thoughts as they had scared me that much.

I reached the basement of that small mountain, prayed to Agastya Muni and began to climb up. It wasn’t that big, with the stepping stones lying here and there with lots of plants and creepers tangled

I could also see a snakeskin. With the fear of these poisonous
things, I climbed up half way through, though I was not scared of the humans.

“Hey there! Stop right there and do not climb” – a feeble voice was
heard from somewhere. I was leaning while climbing and now I looked up. There was an old man coming down the hill. As he got closer, it was visible that it was the pujari.

He was gasping as he had hurried towards my side and began to ask me questions. I mentioned everything.

“Whether Agastya sent you or even the Sarveshwara Himself, I do not know. But you should not go there after Sayaratchai (Evening),
neither should you stay there” – he was shivering.

He did not appear to be listening to what I said. Above all, if I
remain silent for some more time, he may as well drag me down and give four tight slaps also! It was clear that it is impossible to
convince him. So I suddenly crossed over and began to climb up
swiftly. Whatever he cried, a caution or curse, echoed there. He
stood there staring at me for some time and began to get down.

I reached the temple in the next twenty secondth minute. A small
prakara, and it was built with red bricks, stone-pillars, mortar and it was a Shivalaya which could have been built at least a thousand years ago!

Though there was a bench made of stone, it was full of dirt. There
were no body. A couple of bats flew and rested. I looked around.
Silence, all around. There weren’t any lights in the temple except
the scarce light from a thoonga-vilakku (a kind of lamp which is
designed in such a way that it glows for days together, the lamp that does not sleep) inside the garbha-gruha, which I looked through the keyhole of the door.

I then realized (Again) that I haven’t bought water along. I thought
alright! This is going to be just as Rana Mandalam and hence was
tensed a bit. After a while, there were a lot of fireflies from the
sides of the temple. I took a look by going that said where I could
see a tiny stream of water coming out of the rock stagnated.

I felt a great relief. We can dip this dry-bun in that water for
dinner. Whatever water this may be, only God knows. If I drink this, another twelve hours can be spent good till the morning, I was

As the night pass by, I was very eagerly awaiting as to what miracle is Agastya Muni going to show me here.

It crossed twelve in the night. All of a sudden…


~ to be continued…!

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