The Grace of Siddha – 85 – Life is dear, even to the killer! – Part 2

[stextbox id=”info” image=”null”]The Grace of Siddha series can be read here.[/stextbox]

Siddha AgastyaHe 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. It is indeed true, if you believe in the Siddha Agastya, He is there for you!

I gave a close look at that person who behaved indecently in front of others. He continued…”Some Olai Suvadi (palm leaves) it seems. Some
muderers came it seems. Hence the plane had technical problem it seems. All humbug. And there are people who nod their head for everything. If all these were true, why don’t they just go and give a compliant to the police. Without that…” – the person kept talking.

Neither he looked decent nor his speech was derogatory on Agastya Muni’s Jeeva Nadi. I kept silent as there is no use in arguing to a person who has no idea. I have seen such people before. Agastya Muni has shown such people as well.

“You are My son. I will tell you certain divine secrets, for the welfare of the society. Know them. But don’t be emotional and just spill them out.
Many will come only to test Agastya. They will even talk low about Me. Be patient. Do not argue with them.” – He has mentioned.

I remembered these and hence kept silent. But the person kept pulling my legs.

“Nadi….nonsense! All humbug. Even to say bluntly, this is all cheating business. To make money, people carry such ‘bundles’ and roam around.”

I really was out of my patience level. I stood before him.

“Sir. I do not know you. You do not know me. You may not have faith in either me or in the Nadi I have. There is nothing wrong. But why are you unnecessarily talking bad. Leave it sir…” – I said.

“How can I? You are saying that you are able to find out things which even the police are not able to. How can one believe it?”

“No need to believe. Just leave it.”

“In that case…tell me that you are lying. I shall leave it” – said he and started laughing sarcastically. My friends got agitated and frustrated
on seeing this.

The staff from the aircraft began to console my friends and that person. When we collected our baggage from the conveyor belt, the same person came along with four others. He said, “Sir, my baggage is not to be seen. Can you please find this out from the Nadi?” – humbly.

“You do not believe in Nadi right? Why are you then coming to me? Please contact the airport authority. He will help you out.” – I said.

The four others began to plead as well. They said that they do believe in Nadi and that if Agastya Muni says, it will be correct indeed.

“I cannot read the Nadi now. If required, come and meet me in the morning. If Agastya Muni permits me, I shall read”. The person fell at my feet suddenly.

“That bag contains important things. It has to reach the destination without fail today. The staff are also searching for it. Please ask if the
baggage will be found immediately or not, that’s enough” – he said. Now his tone has respect in it.

In fact, I did not like him falling at my feet. He need not have to speak all those and again need not have to fall at my feet the next minute. Who is he? Why is he behaving indecently? And why is he surrounding me like this? – I began to feel scared.

“Sir, when He can say all these big things, mine is just a trivial thing, can’t He say this? Please ask Him sir” – tears flowed out of his eyes.
When he spoke ill about me and the Nadi just twenty minutes back has fallen at my feet pleading for his baggage. “What a divine play of
Agastya?” I felt so pleased and right at that time, my ego swelled a bit too. I looked at him, rather arrogantly.

My friends were carried away too, thinking ‘will such things happen for real?’. But…I did not realize that fate had commenced its play just then.

“There is a car waiting outside. Can we see the Nadi by sitting inside the car?” – that person asked.

“I have to ask Agastya Muni. I somehow feel this is not correct. We can read it later. Within this, your baggage will be found” – I said. I
somehow did not like that person.

But my friends decided that the person should be amazed and so they began to convince me. They asked me to take this up as a challenge. I felt embarrassed but agreed to it.

I went inside the washroom and washed my hands and legs, we all came out of the airport with that person. My friends stood aside. I and that person went inside the car which was parked a little far off and sat at the rear.

“Aren’t we inviting your friends to see this Nadi reading too? Ask them to come as well” – I said.

“Let them come or not. It is enough if you read this to me.” – he said. I felt awkward. But I prayed to Shri Agastya and opened the Nadi.

I thought you will preserve such a secret mentioned only to you divinely, about the looting, the murderers and the fault that was orchestrated to create panic in their hearts etc. But you did not stick to your word and has spread it to all across here. Thinking that Agastya muni is here, you have mentioned all those to that one who is not supposed to be hearing it at all. You have insulted Agastya Muni.

After knowing this, four others who were with him escaped. This guy helped those murderers. He hasn’t brought any baggage but is acting as though he did. Do not trust him.

But you have read the Nadi where it is not supposed to be read. You do not have humility. Hence, you are hereby losing the divinity to read the Nadi for the next six months. I am no longer with you.” – He whipped me and said this with frustration. He then disappeared, not to be seen at all in the Nadi!

I began to sweat!

“What happened? Will I get my baggage?” – this person asked as though innocent.

I got furious and began to shout from the bottom of my stomach.

“Why are you pulling me in to this?! Agastya Muni has mentioned as to who you are! You not only are without any luggage, but also have helped those murderers. You want to test Agastya Muni and so have acted so” – I screamed.

His friends who were standing aside came closer and so did mine. That happened within a flip second. I was standing a bit closer to the car
where his friends almost rushed into the car along with that person and that car zoomed away! My friends came running towards me. I explained them everything. They said that it happens like in movies and that we should give a compliant to the police station.

“No need. Already Agastya Muni is frustrated with me and has left me. I cannot read the Nadi for the next six months. I think my time is not good. Let us not get in to the police station and all that.” I said.

“Ok, where is the Nadi?” – one of my friends asked. It dawned to me right then. I searched everywhere.

“I had kept it in the car. It’s gone with the car” – I was grief striken.

“Oh man! What are you going to do?”

“I don’t understand what to do now.”

“Ok. Let’s give a complaint at least for this, come let’s go.” – they said. I followed them not so convinced.

“Do you know the car’s identification plate number? The color? Are those people from TamilNadu? Andhra? Where? Can you say something, anything about them? What sort of an expensive item that is lost?” – the inspector had so many questions and when I mentioned “Nadi”, he laughed sarcastically.

“Hey! You know something?! You came here to give a complaint for a palm leaves bundle? Go and give an astrologer some 25 paise, he will tell you, if you will get this palm leaves or not. Look at these, they came all the way here, worthless not even for 25 paise.” – he did not even allow us to stand there.

“O Agastya Muni! Why are you testing me like this? Even the highest of police officials have stood before me with utmost devotion and respect to hear the Nadi reading, You have saved me from all sorts of problems. But today, You have made an ordinary sub-inspector to make fun out of me.” – I prayed to Him earnestly.

Then, it then happened!

~ to be continued…!

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