The Grace of Siddha – 87 – Life is dear, even to the killer – Part 4

The Grace of Siddha series can be read here.

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!

Before we continue with the story of this boy, I would like to share one thing. The head of all the Siddhas will fight for us with the Almighty. But the common man should have the blessings to receive it. If we realize this, the power of Agastya Muni will be known!

When He narrated that boy’s past without getting angry at me, I felt this boy will become a big Gnani in the future. It is the light I saw in his
eyes. It is the small experience I got out of reading Nadi for 25 years, that I got that thought to ask the Maha Muni if I could read the Nadi for
that boy.

Due to the mistake I did, I firmly believed that Agastya Muni will not appear in the Nadi for the next six months. But when I prayed to Him
earnestly for that poor boy, He forgave my mis-deeds and appeared to narrate the past and future of this boy. So I started believing that He is
going to continue appearing in the Nadi.

But the fact is, once He narrated about the boy, He never let me read the Nadi for the next six months. I could not understand.

Now…let us see the story of the poor boy.

The millionaire’s first wife agreed for his second marriage only in goodwill at first. Even if the child has born, it was physically
challenged and she listened to the ill-advise from others that the enormous property should not get to this handicapped child and decided to
get rid of the child. Without her husband and the mother’s knowledge, she made arrangements to throw away the child in the cooum river.

The cooum river in Chennai, even if it does not have any water, it will be muddy. Even a gold medalist swimmer will find it difficult if they fall
down in that river by mistake. In such a river, the child was thrown in, after it was wrapped in a woolen blanket.

Whether it was the will of the Almighty that the child should survive or is it the good merits of the kid’s mother, a daily-wages worker saw the
child. As it was fed some sedative, it was half awake and was shaking his hands and legs but was seldom aware that it is going to get drowned in that mud in ten minutes.

But due to the mercy of God, the daily wages worker somehow saved the child. But when he saw that the child did not have any ornaments or
anything, he being very poor and was spending his days by consuming alcohol etc., he felt why at all he saved it in the first place!

His crooked mind started working where he decided to throw away that child which will not be useful for him in any way. Right at that time, his
‘companion in drink’ came.

“So what you do want to do?”

“Man its a trouble. I don’t know what to do with this child. There isn’t any ornament or anything and on top, it’s handicapped. That’s why they
threw it in garbage.”

“See, just tie this in a cloth, put it in some corner. Let us go have some drink and later we can think about it.” – he pulled.

This guy kept silent.

“Hey, what’s the matter with you? I have been talking and you are keeping numb?”

“Nothing, am just thinking what if we sell this kid to someone.”

“Eh! Now a days, they aren’t even buying kids which are hale and healthy. Who will buy this handicap? Come on man, let it remain in a corner.”

They went for drink and when he came back, the child was not there. A vegetable merchant on his way in an auto saw the child in the corner of the road and had taken it away, which this worker does not know till date.” – narrated the Maha Muni about the boy’s past and said, “His life is going to be an example, more of a grammar to others. He will get all the luxuries. He will do anna-dhana for many, will live abroad for some time too. He will also get a number of positions and responsibilities. At last, he will renounce everything and live as a Siddha, will live as a spiritual person of high order. He served me in his previous birth” – Agastya Muni concluded.

If I had said it out, others would have branded me either a lunatic or as a fool. For the first time, I kept myself quiet and did not say anything.
But I cannot remain quiet as well, so I just outlined a little.

No one believed it.

Here, two things has to be mentioned which will make me feel fulfilled.

The mother was shocked and her husband started searching for the kid everywhere using his influence. Police, media, everyone searched. His men searched day and night. His first wife got scared too and she went to do some parikara to Thiruthani Murugan Temple. Her conscience started pricking her. The Lord Subramanya Swamy wanted to punish her as well a little. When she climbed up the steps, she slipped and fell down and broke her bone.

She was bed-ridden for six months. But she never mentioned her deeds to her husband. This became a mental pressure and she became insane. She started lamenting at times saying, “I only have killed that child.”

People had different things to say. She had great love for the kid which turned her insane, otherwise, the lady who got her husband remarry, will she ever do such an act etc., but she remained insane.

Just as He said, Agastya Muni never appeared for six months. Earlier He called me, “My son” and now its not there. Many people left me thinking what’s the use in talking to him now as Agastya Muni is not appearing in the Nadi.

Some went further ahead and asked me directly, “The Nadi is idle only right, why not give it to me?” thinking that the Maha Muni might appear
for them. The astrologers who read Kanda Nadi approached me directly and indirectly and asked me to hand over the Nadi to them at least once. Some offered monetary benefits as well.

Something happened at my house which surpassed everything.

My Father seldom liked me reading the Nadi. He was very frustrated that I am roaming with some ‘palm leaves’ street after street rather than doing something useful for the family, by earning money.

My Mother had part faith and part fear. Already there are a number of trouble we are going through. Not sure if her son did the right thing or
wrong. But if said something and what if it becomes a sin?

But my Father became so happy once he knew the fact. He called my Mother and said, “Let us have a feast today with Vada, Payasam etc., let it cost anything. Today we all can sit and enjoy it.”

My Mother did just as said.

They just felt relieved that I will not roam with the Nadi and say that I had the darshan of Sri Raghavendra or that of Shri Hanuman etc., When my Mother asked that I read the Nadi for whoever, why not read it for my family, my Father rebuked, “Let him not read it at all. All will be well
with our family. He will be alright too.”

But it is altogether a different story that he himself sat like a ‘disciple’ and heard the Nadi reading :).

During this six months gap, Agastya Muni ordered once, “One day, keep this Nadi in Lord Balaji’s feet and bring back”. Didn’t say anything else. I knew how great a task that is. I tried and got a response that it is next to impossible and that it might happen if I go with a very high level of recommendation.

One of my friends said that if we get a letter from a member of Parliament, then it might be possible. I then approached such a person who
agreed to give me the letter but said that the rest is all my responsibility.

When I received the letter and went to Tirumala, the poor boy’s life changed in Chennai. I also got the news of the murderers getting caught as
well. At the same time, when I was standing on the outer prakara of Tirumala Temple, someone (!) grabbed the Nadi from me and ran away. I was shocked!

~ to be continued…!

The Grace of Siddha – 86 – Life is dear, even to the killer – Part 3

The Grace of Siddha series can be read here.

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!

That thing happened is a subtle one from the surface, but it was miraculous for me since it happened within me. When the sub inspector
ridiculed me, I first thought that there cannot be an insult than this but when I thought over, I realized that of late, I have been committing a
number of mistakes. How is it fair then to be mad at the police person?

Earlier when I used to read Nadi, there was a respectful fear. I followed certain rules strictly. In the recent times, I was not following them.
Opening the Nadi at once for anyone who asks for the reading, the subtle arrogance that Agastya Muni is with me was there. In some worst cases, when someone appreciates me, to think of myself as Agastya Muni Himself, for some important people, giving respect to their position, money and influence, taking the Jeeva Nadi to their place with the only intention of getting their attention and faith, without caring much about the sanctity of those places, the sanity of those people’s minds etc., all these deserves such a punishment, I thought.

“Arrgh! We should never commit such a mistake like we did in the airport. We should read the Nadi just like before, with respectful fear and
devotion.” – I took a resolution within. But what’s the use? Only when the Nadi is not in the hands, such determination as that of prasava-vairagya (there is a saying that there are two types of volatile determination aka vairagya namely prasava vairagya, a resolve during labour pain and smashana vairagya, determination to turn towards spirituality or to shun the material world when someone near and dear has passed away) occurs. When something is in our hands, such wisdom never occurs. It happens only when it is lost or gone. We then recall all philosophy.

I lost the faith that the Nadi will come back to me. There won’t be another person happier than my Father if he will hear of this. For my
Mother, she may feel that her son will be a ‘good boy’ now. He will be at home and won’t roam around. He will take the responsibility of the family. There won’t be people coming to the house to ‘disturb’ them by narrating one problem or the other. She may feel relieved that the burden of providing them coffee every time is taken off her shoulders. I somehow was thinking all these irrelevant things, as to who all will speak what and was getting royally embarrassed.

When all four of us got out of the police station after receiving the ‘kudos’ quietly, a 12 year old boy came in front of us. One of his legs
appeared to be affected by polio or so as is hung lose from the thigh. He came swiftly with the help of a bamboo stick. He wore a half pant and it was tied with a black rope (called as araignan kayiru in Tamil) which had a small pulp like thing, tied closely. No sandals, no shirt on top. He was dark with a dry hair as if they did not meet a barber for quite some time. Neither did they meet hair oil for months.

He was gasping and sweating. Apart from all this was a shining in his eyes. Though he stood aside on seeing us, it was as if he wanted to say
something to us. I gave a closer look at him and he did not appear like an ordinary boy. As he stood hesitant, I asked, “What’s the matter?”

“Sir, there is an accident in the Pallavaram road sir. A car dashed against a tree but….there isn’t anybody inside sir!” – he said.

“Accidents happen in that road almost daily. Those who drive rash and careless towards Meenambakkam airport via Tambaram do encounter such things and there isn’t any surprise. Why is he reacting too much?” – we thought.

“Ok, the traffic cops will take care of that, why are you worrying?” – I asked.

“No sir! Inside that car, there was a palm-leaf kind of something. I looked via the glass in the car’s window. I could not understand anything.
See there sir, its right on the way where you are going” – he said quietly.

While I was listening to all these with negligence, I shouted without realizing myself “What? Palm leaves?!!”

“Yes sir. Long ones, like palm leaves sir” – he stressed. We left the boy there itself and ran towards the car. “O Bhagavan! Please forgive my
mistakes. Please give back the palm leaves to me” – I prayed and ran towards the place the boy mentioned, only to realize that there weren’t
any car or anything that dashed on a tree. Our inquiry confirmed that nothing of that sort happened either.

I felt such a rage that I wanted to slap that boy. I crushed my teeth. In fact, the insult due to this boy appeared more than that of the police
station’s. Testing time has begun. Palm leaves and all that! I must leave all these and focus on getting back to life, I thought and was consoling myself and just then I saw the Agastya Jeeva Nadi, the One which disappeared, the One that I read for all along, lying on the grass.

I ran and picked It up. I even prostrated to It completely without caring much that it was a road. My friends were amazed that all these appear as it happens in movies.

My friend said, “After starting the car, they must have seen the Nadi. Thinking why should they need It, they must have thrown out.”

“No no! They must have got scared that the Nadi itself will get them caught, and so they must have thrown It.” – said another.

“Whatever it is, I have got the Nadi which I lost. It is all the more enough for me” – I said happily.

“Ok, but who was that boy? Why did he say about car, accident, palm leaves etc?” – all of them asked in an unanimous voice.

“Even I do not know. Let us pray to Agastya Muni and ask Himself” – I said.

“That is not possible now right? You mentioned yourself that it is not possible to read the Nadi for next six months!” – another friend reminded
me.

I became silent.

“Ok, what do you intend to do?”

“I have to accept the punishment that Agastya Muni gave. I won’t read Nadi either.”

“Then?”

“If Agastya Muni shows me mercy, I will read. If He asks me to hand over this Nadi to someone, I shall do so” – I said quietly.

“How?”

“Just like how I received this, Agastya Muni will tell me to hand this over to someone. I will give.” – before I completed this, the same boy was
coming towards us.

“Sir, did you see that car?”

“No, there hasn’t been any such accident as you mentioned they say.”

“No sir! I saw it with my own two eyes. I wonder how it disappeared within now!”

“Ok, you were mentioning about palm leaves, is this the same one?” – I showed him the Nadi.

“Yes sir! It was lying in the back seat of the car. How did you get this?”

“It was lying on this grass.” – I pointed.

“Sir, the car stood right next to this tree” – he said again.

“Ok leave it. Who can take away that car so soon? It may not be an accident. Someone must have halted here and would have proceeded.”

“Then how dit the palm leaves came here?”

“That’s something to think about. They would have stopped the car near the tree. This boy must have misunderstood. Whatever it is, I have got back the Nadi” – I said.

“No. Looks like there is something hidden and subtle here. Let’s see that later however. Now let us all reach our respective places safely” – when my friend said this, we started discussing about the strange flight journey and started. The boy was coming along with us and I wanted to give him something. I gave him some money which he refused to accept. My friend thought that he feels the money is inadequate and so he added some more and said, “Here take this at least for a coffee”.

“No sir” – he hesitated again.

“What else do you want then?” – I asked.

“Won’t you mistake me?” – he blinked royally.

“No we won’t. What do you want?” – we asked.

“I want to get educated. No one but accepts me in the school. So I want to read by myself. If you give this Palm Leaf to me, I will show this to four other people and read for them. Will you give this to me?” – he asked!

None of us expected this. We could understand his desire to get educated and his situation, but we were helpless. In spite of that, since he had helped me to get the Nadi back, we explained what this Nadi all about in a manner that he would understand, and promised him that we will return in two days’ time to make arrangement for his studies.

He then asked.

“Sir, can you then see this Palm Leaf and let me know if I will good in life, will I attend school like others?”

I was taken by surprise. I got a flash that such an intelligent boy, may not have taken birth in a poor family, somehow. I also was worried as to
how I will help him now since Agastya Muni had mentioned that He won’t appear in the Nadi for the next six months.

Be it for good or bad, let us try once for this boy, I felt and I prayed to Agastya Muni earnestly, “By accepting this boy’s prayer, please come in the Nadi. I shall then wait for six months, just as your ordered.”

The boy was lucky. Agastya Muni, the one with immense mercy appeared in the Nadi! And what He said about the boy took us all to a deep surprise.

“A huge businessman did not have any offspring from his first wife. So he re-married with his first wife’s permission. The boy here is born out of the second wife. What if all the multi crore property from the company goes off to this physically challenged boy, the first wife arranged for this boy to be thrown in to the cooum river. The child was also abducted in the midnight and was taken to the river.”

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

The Grace of Siddha series can be read here.

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…!

The Grace of Siddha – 84 – Life is dear, even to the killer!

The Grace of Siddha series can be read here.

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!

To go to Thirupathi via train and have the darshan of Lord Balaji and reach Chennai via aircraft, was the plan myself and three of my friends
had. My friends made arrangements for this enthusiastically.

But for some reasons, the mind was restless. Some embarrassment is going to happen and we are going to get stuck, my intuition kept telling methis. I even tried to send my friends alone in the aircraft and I wanted to come back by bus or train. But since all of them were at their maiden air journey, none of them paid attention to my query. Once we had the darshan and boarded the flight, that terrible thing happened.

I prayed to Lord Balaji earnestly and boarded the flight, checked around. There were my friends and few whom I knew and no body else. But I did have some fear. In those days, terrorism wasn’t that active 🙂 and there wasn’t any history of people hijacking the plane. So it wasn’t my concern. But when the flight took off from the runway, there was a fear which I felt right in my belly. The maiden flight journey wasn’t as pleasant as thought of, which is still a concern for me.

Someone said that the flight is flying some 300 feet above the ground and will reach Chennai in a few minutes. My friends were very excited thatthey started pulling my legs. Few minutes went by. The aircraft started descending like a huge bird on reaching Chennai and when it was about to touch the runway, it took off all of a sudden towards the sky!

I was scared initially, but when I saw the flight almost landed, the fear reduced a bit but when it took off again, the fear increased manifold. I
looked at the earth, terrified. The air-hostess came, looked calm and composed and mentioned this in her fluent English.

“There is a small technical glitch in the aircraft. Due to this, one of the wheels of the aircraft did not function while landing. The flight will
circle around in the sky for sometime whereby the glitch will be fixed. There is no need to be worried of.” and gave an artificial smile at
everyone, disappeared into the cabin.

Now not just me, everyone were worried and was visible in their face. After a while, she appeared again and said, “Please be patient. The fault
has not been rectified yet. To ensure the safety of the passengers, the petrol in this flight will be dropped off in the ocean and with sufficient
left, the plane will go back to Meenambakkam (the place where Chennai airport is located). The passengers will then be able to land safely. Do
not panic” – she said that without any bit of worry in her face and disappeared again.

A middle aged man seated two seats aside opened his mouth.

“I travel frequently via air. Even if there is a fault with one of the engines, the flight can be landed safely with the other one. But since this is a fault in the wheels, it cannot run safely in the runway. It may slide to one side if it lands now.”

My friends were panic striken on hearing this.

He further said, “If the pilot is not careful enough when it is running like that, the flight will topple down and will catch fire”. We all thought Lord Yama is standing right next to us. They all realized that my intuition was right indeed. They were scared, to the core. They asked me to request Agastya Muni if we will be saved.

The flight began to set course for landing in Meenambakkam and everyone prayed for its safe landing. The air-hostess who said that the plane will land properly this time was shocked for a split second to realize that the flight took off again! But what surprised me even more is that she seldom expressed her reaction to anyone.

The flight began to circle in the sky again.

“Down there, are fire fighters, ambulance, police and airport staff ready. No need to panic. The fault will be fixed soon and so please do not get
tensed and get up from your seat. Please fasten your seat belts” – said a male staff and he himself was helping the passengers fasten their belts.

The staff came near me right at that time. I took the Jeeva Nadi from the hand bag, prayed to it and started reading. Agastya Muni appeared in a light form within my eyes. The staff asked, “What is this?”

“Agastya’s Jeeva Nadi”

“Why are you looking at this now? You may see this later on. Please keep this inside and fasten your seat belt properly.”

“I beg your pardon. But this plane will not land immediately. It will circle for another four times before it lands. Why should I hurry in
fastening my seat belt then?” – I asked.

“On what basis are you saying this?”

“Agastya Muni told me. Based on what He said, I am mentioning to you.”

“Please do not say anything and create panic among the passengers. I am not going to believe in whatever you say” – he said it harshly.

Within this, my friends started explaining about the Jeeva Nadi and tried to comfort the staff but he seldom believed it. Above all, he ordered that I am not supposed to read the Nadi while in the plane. My friends got agitated on hearing this. They were already scared of death and got
agitated so much where I decided not to let this aggrevate and so I prayed to Agastya Muni earnestly. What He mentioned in the Nadi shook me so well and so I did not said it out completely and I kept the Jeeva Nadi inside at once and fastened the seat belt tight. Life is dear to me as well! The plan began to descend and as expected, it took off again.

They had promised that the wheels are working ok now and the plane will land properly, but it did not. This happened for thrice and as the petrol was getting over sooner, there was a compulsion to land it anyway. When the plane was circling for the fourth time, the staff who asked me not to read the Nadi came to me slowly.

“As you said, we are circling the fourth time. The pilot has decided that we have to land anyway. We will land safely right?” – he asked humbly.

“O for sure! See now, in exactly two minutes, the fault will go off by itself and both the wheels will descend properly. We all will land
safely.” – I said.

“On what basis are you saying this?” – he asked surprisingly.

“Let the plane land first. I shall tell later” – I said. Just as the plane landed safely in the next couple of minutes. In the airport, there
gathered a small crowd around me. No one asked as to why this trouble happened and what was the reason. They were asking as to how I said that the plane will land after four times and how the wheels got rectified. I began to explain.

“In this plane, there were four murderers who traveled.”

“Is it?!!”

“In addition to have killed, they also had looted the jewels of a temple.”

“Oh!”

“That too, they did it this morning and had taken it in the plane.”

“What is the relation between that and the plane malfunctioning?”

“There is a reason. The temple is a very sacred one. Those who were working with all their hearts and souls in that temple were killed by
these muderers mercilessly.”

“So out of the fear of police they boarded this flight?”

“That’s a reason too. More so, they had prayed to Lord Balaji of Thirupathi that if they had looted this temple successfully, they would
perform the Kalyana Urchava (a form of service in Tirumala where the marriage ceremony of the Lord and Goddess Padmavathi is conducted) for the Lord. They looted, murdered and around 11 AM, they performed the Kalyana Urchava at Thirupathi and had boarded the flight.”

“Who were they?”

“Two were in the front seat and two were in the back side, smearing the holy ash in their forehead along with sandalwood paste, wearing the dhothi and shirt, appearing all the more innocent, they were the ones.” – the moment I said, a few went in search for them but we realized that as soon as their goods arrived in the conveyor, they took it and had disappeared.

I continued.

“To those who had committed such a hideous sin, to scare them and to show them what it is to have the fear for life, the Almighty and Agastya Muni had shown this incident.”

One of them asked, “Now they’ve escaped! We should have caught them red handed and given them to police custody. Why didn’t Agastya Muni do so?” – he was angry. He felt whatever I said is untrue.

~ to be continued…!