Thrilling Experiences

An Exciting Experience

You have already read Sarnamsingh's introduction; he was a beloved disciple of Ravi Shree's previous life, i.e., Guiyan Baba. How did he first meet Ravi Shree in this life, and how did he then become convinced that Ravi Shree was the reincarnation of Guiyan Baba? Known for meticulously investigating everything and for his simple nature, Sarnamsingh's experience is not only extremely thrilling but also an example of Ravi Shree's amazing abilities.

According to Sarnamsingh -

It was May 1991, during the first Yagya at Rawatpura. When some people told Sarnam that they had heard his Guru was conducting a Yagya, Sarnam replied that he had also heard about the Yagya, but how could his Guru appear now? Nevertheless, he had to go to the Yagya, and Sarnamsingh reached there with his family.

Ravi Shree was offering oblations when his eyes fell on Sarnam. Forgetting the oblation, he burst into laughter. Seeing him laugh, the pundits and others were surprised, wondering why he was laughing upon seeing Thakur. Ravi Shree got up, came over, and called Sarnam by name, "Sarnam, you have come." Sarnam was not surprised, as most people knew him. He replied, "Yes, I have come." Then Ravi Shree took him aside to a secluded spot and said, "These people are making fun of me, saying I won't be able to conduct the Yagya. You must not tell anyone who I am." Sarnam's sixth sense had already hinted that this was a Siddha Purush (realized soul), but he was still troubled, thinking, "What will I tell anyone when I myself don't know who he is, where he has come from?" All the men and women followers of Ravi Shree were coming and touching his feet. Just then, Sarnam's wife came to touch his feet, but Ravi Shree stopped her. Guiyan Baba had told Sarnam before leaving that he should never touch the feet of any साधु-संत (ascetic or saint). When his wife asked why, Sarnam said, "He is a Siddha Purush, and he has understood that I am also a disciple of a Siddha Purush, which is why he is stopping you from touching his feet." Then Ravi Shree said to Sarnam, "Okay, go now, come back after the Yagya ends." At that time, Sarnam returned, and he reached there again on Tuesday. Sarnam's return on Tuesday was solely because a Siddha Purush had called him, and he felt he should go. Other than this, there was no devotion, no faith, and no specific reason. He could not have even dreamt that Ravi Shree might be Guiyan Baba.

Upon arriving on Tuesday, Ravi Shree called him immediately. Many people from nearby villages were seated there. Ravi Shree asked him to sit; Sarnam sat down on the floor, while Ravi Shree was seated on a low cot (Takht).

"Tell me, Sarnam, is Guiyan Baba's stick kept?"

"Yes, Maharaj, it is kept."

"Are the Padukas kept?"

"Yes, Maharaj, they are kept."

"Do you worship them?"

"Yes, Maharaj."

"Are the cot and the pot also kept?"

"Yes, Maharaj, they are kept."

"And is the furnace kept?"

"Yes, Maharaj, that too is kept."

People asked Sarnam what the 'furnace' was. Sarnam explained to everyone, "Our Guru Maharaj used to make dolls out of cloth, which were called Putriyan. Once, while making a Putriya, a needle pricked his finger, and blood got on the Putriya. Our Guru, Guiyan Baba, stopped making that Putriya further and said, 'This Putriya has drunk my blood; it is a furnace.'" Then Ravi Shree said, "Sarnam, I have told you all the identifiers. Now do you believe that I am Guiyan Baba?" Sarnam said, "What is so special about this? I tell everyone these things anyway, that our Guru Baba left these items behind. So how can you be Guiyan Baba?" Ravi Shree smiled and said, "Sarnam, don't you remember what your Guru told you the last time he left?" "I remember, Maharaj," Sarnam replied, "My Guru patted me on the back three times and said, 'Sarnam, I will come back as a young man and I will meet you, I will meet you, I will meet you. If not, don't call me a saint.'"

Ravi Shree said, "So look, I have come. I am that same Guiyan Baba. I have adopted a new body. I made Devraha Baba the Guru of this body. There was a resolve for the ninth Yagya that wherever the ninth Yagya takes place, I will stay there. This is my ninth Yagya, so now I have stopped. Do you still have any doubt?" Sarnam replied in a firm voice, "Maharaj, I do believe, but my Guru's command was not to prostrate before any sadhu. And even if you are my Guru, my soul is not accepting your changed form." "Okay then, stand up," saying this, Ravi Shree also stood up himself. Sarnam stood up. And suddenly, in the blink of an eye, he saw Guiyan Baba standing before him.

Many people were sitting there, but no one noticed this change. They were all waiting for the end of the discussion.

Sarnam was stunned.

Guiyan Baba was smiling.

Sarnam's mind had stopped working; surprise had shaken him. And then suddenly, he regained consciousness and prostrated himself.

Now everyone was surprised that just a moment ago he was refusing to bow, and suddenly this had happened. Sarnam remained prostrated like that for a long time. And then he got up, both his eyes wet with tears. In the place of Guiyan Baba, Ravi Shree was back, his eyes also had tears. He hugged Sarnam tightly to his chest and said, "Sarnam, today you have tested your Guru."

An Exciting Experience

It is said that death is certain, and the time of death is also certain. An untimely death of the head of the family not only impacts the family but continues to affect future generations. If someone can extend the time of an untimely death, who could be more fortunate than that family?

Shrimati Kusum Lata Sisodia's husband, Shri Dharmagya Singh Sisodia, works as a Headmaster in a school in Datia district. They have seven children, five boys and two girls. The eldest son, Sarvagya Singh, is an engineer; Marmagya Singh is a Station Master in Jabalpur; Devagya Singh looks after a factory's work; the two younger brothers are studying. Besides these, there are two sisters, younger than Devagya Singh, who are currently unmarried. This means that at present, the head of this family, Shri Dharmagya Singh, is not in a position to say, "Okay, everything is fine now."

Now, in the words of Shrimati Kusum Lata Sisodia herself - "On the night of May 5, 1998, at two o'clock, my husband's condition suddenly worsened. He was a patient of high blood pressure anyway. He suddenly had a stroke; he couldn't speak. His entire body seemed paralyzed; it felt like a heart attack. My elder son immediately took him to the Datia district hospital. They said to take him to Gwalior immediately. After receiving primary treatment, etc., we took him to Gwalior."

May 6, 1998, 10:00 AM

In Gwalior, Dr. Raviraman is a well-known heart specialist. Besides, we had been going to him for about 6 years. Upon meeting him, he said, "Nothing can be known without a brain scanning report." He was immediately admitted to Sanjay Memorial Nursing Home, Ravi Nagar, Gwalior, and a brain scan was taken.

Seeing the brain scanning and MRI report, Dr. Raman became worried and said, "A blood vessel in his brain has burst; this is a case of brain hemorrhage." He explicitly declared that his death was certain within 72 hours. The entire family went into a state of shock due to Dr. Raman's announcement. Shrimati Sisodia further says, "My elder son somehow managed to hold me. We called my younger son Devagya, who was in Delhi, and asked him to come immediately. Everyone had lost hope; the night was passing moment by moment. He was laid in the Intensive Care Unit."

It was 1:30 AM. In the Intensive Care Unit room, my husband lay on the bed. Both my sons sat opposite him, dozing off. I was chanting my Gurudev's mantra when suddenly I saw Ravi Shree enter the room and stand by the bed near my husband's head. I kept looking at him, kept chanting the mantra, but I could neither get up and say something to him, nor did it occur to me where he had suddenly come from. I kept watching him silently. He stayed near my husband for some time, then placed his hand on his head and left through another door. After he left, I felt as if I had seen a dream. I asked my elder son, "Did someone just come here?" He said, "No?" I became quiet.

At 3:30 AM, my younger son Devagya arrived from Delhi. I didn't know what else to do, and I immediately told him to go to Rawatpura.

The 72-hour warning from a well-known physician like Dr. Raviraman had as if numbed the minds of everyone in the family.

May 7, 1998

According to son Devagya Singh Sisodia:

Starting from Gwalior at 5 AM by bus etc., I reached Rawatpura at 11:30 AM. By the time I finished bathing etc., it was around 12 o'clock. Ravi Shree had gone up to his room. I told my story to his attendants and requested to meet him. As soon as Ravi Shree heard my name, he called me immediately. I was already nervous, and as soon as I reached in front of him, I couldn't speak, and tears started flowing. Ravi Shree said, "Why are you panicking? Don't panic at all; I am here." Then he said, "Okay, I will do one thing. I will extend his life by two years. Don't worry at all." Hearing about the extension of life, Devagya's nervousness lessened. Then Ravi Shree said, "I did go there. Your mother was there, your brother was there. Everything will be alright." Then Ravi Shree gave him sacred ash (Bhabhoot) and said, "Take this. Everything will be good. Don't worry at all."

Meanwhile, in Gwalior, on May 7, 1998, at 8 AM, Dr. Raman came for a checkup again and was astonished to see, "Oh, he is recovering. This is strange." Brain scanning X-rays etc., were taken again, and an intensive examination was done again. All the doctors were in a state of shock that a brain hemorrhage case was getting better. Even if it starts getting better, it takes 6 months.

Around 2 PM, Dharmagya Singh regained consciousness and started asking, "Where is Devagya?" Everyone told him he had gone to Rawatpura. The family members were amazed because he had stopped recognizing people earlier, and now he was fully conscious and asking questions.

At 9 PM, Devagya returned to Gwalior from Rawatpura and learned that the condition was improving astonishingly.

May 8, 1998

In the morning, Dharmagya Singh was fully conscious. Dr. Raviraman came and, seeing his condition, was again astonished, stating that it is impossible and unbelievable for a brain hemorrhage case to recover and that too so quickly.

He ordered a third intensive examination again, but everything turned out fine. And then, Shri Dharmagya Singh, who was given 72 hours to live, insisted on walking to the bathroom to freshen up himself after just 48 hours.

If this divine and thrilling experience of the Sisodia family is given serious thought, it evokes a sense of stunned amazement.

What should we understand Ravi Shree to be, and what should we say about his capabilities!!

An Exciting Experience

The story of the third exciting experience is linked to a person who is currently (in 1999) serving a life sentence as the main accused in a case of mass murder in Tikamgarh jail.

This person, named Vishal Yadav,'s painful story began on June 25, 1990, with a quarrel over a land dispute in the village of Maindwara, which resulted in the death of four people.

In his capacity as the Sarpanch of this village, Vishal Yadav went to mediate the dispute. However, due to political conspiracies, after a report was filed naming him as the main accused, Vishal Yadav was arrested. All evidence and witnesses were against Vishal, and when the case proceeded in the Sessions Court on October 10, 1990, Vishal Yadav was sentenced to death.

Vishal's sister Batibai's efforts took the case to the Jabalpur High Court, where the death penalty was commuted to life imprisonment, and finally, the Supreme Court upheld the sentence 'as is'. The Jail I.G., Madhya Pradesh, transferred Vishal from Jabalpur to the home district jail in Tikamgarh.

Vishal Yadav, a father of two sons and one daughter, was only 28 years old at the time of the incident. His friends and relatives are impressed by his gentle nature. When someone in jail told this person of sattvic and religious nature about Sant Ravi Shree of Rawatpura Sarkar, Vishal's heart became restless to meet Ravi Shree, but he had no hope of fulfilling his wish in jail by any means.

Vishal Yadav posted a letter expressing his desire to meet Ravi Shree on 10-11-96.

I (the author) was also suddenly connected to this experience of Vishal's when the posting of this letter and my arrival at Rawatpura happened on the same day.

At this time, my curious mind constantly tried to assess Ravi Shree's abilities internally. I used to go and touch his feet because everyone else was doing so, and I felt it would seem unnatural if I didn't pay obeisance.

Ravi Shree asked me when I would go to Tikamgarh. I said "today itself". Then he said that there is a prisoner named Vishal Yadav in the jail there. "Go and tell him that I will come to meet him in a day or two. He is imprisoned in connection with the Maindwara incident." The Maindwara incident was quite famous. I was startled to hear this, wondering what connection Ravi Shree had with that person? Then Ravi Shree told me about that letter. I asked if he was innocent. Ravi Shree said that one has to bear the fruits of actions done in a past life, even if innocent in this life. I came back to Tikamgarh the same day, and the next morning I went to meet Vishal in jail. Vishal was completely unknown to me. Before he could say that he didn't recognize me, I said, "Ravi Shree has sent me, and he is coming to meet you."

Vishal exclaimed in surprise, "How do you know? He told me not to tell anyone!" Now it was my turn to be surprised. I asked, "What not to tell?" Vishal started saying that last night while he was sleeping, he (Ravi Shree) came to him and told him that his letter had been received, and he would come and meet him in front of everyone after a few days, and that he was sending a letter to him. He was told to keep chanting the mantra written in that letter. Hearing Vishal's words, my mind was becoming increasingly stunned. I asked, "What was he wearing, and at what time did he come?" He described Ravi Shree's appearance correctly and precisely, but still, I couldn't believe how Ravi Shree could have reached inside the jail at 12 o'clock at night. I came out and took a photo of Ravi Shree from my friend Deepak Mishra and went back to the jail with him to see Vishal Yadav again. After completing the formalities, as soon as Vishal Yadav faced me, I said, "I am going to Rawatpura, thought I would meet you." Then I asked, "Had you ever seen Ravi Shree before meeting him last night?" He said no. Then Deepak subtly moved the photo in his hand in such a way that Vishal's eyes would fall on it.

As soon as his eyes fell on it, he said, "This is Ravi Shree!" All my questions were finished. And after taking leave, I went to my friends Yogendra Jain and Neelu Chaturvedi, residents of Tikamgarh, who are among Ravi Shree's devout followers, to clear my one remaining doubt. These two were the people I met at the time when I was returning from Rawatpura and they were going to Rawatpura, because it was the same night that Yogendra and Neelu had reached there, and the same night that Vishal was claiming to have had a meeting. When I asked both of them whether Ravi Shree was there that night or not, and if he was, until what time did they see him? Their reply was that they sat with him until eleven o'clock at night, then stayed there to rest, and met him again at 7 AM before returning.

Numerous miracles simultaneously seemed to be chanting in my ears like a ballad. My mind was in no state to think. I felt as if Ravi Shree had given this strange incident to my mind as a gift and was teasingly saying, "Here, go find the limits of my abilities."

In the words of Vishal Yadav - "After sending the letter, at night I saw a surprising miracle. I had the direct darshan of Mahaprabhu Rawatpura Sarkar. I thought I was dreaming. I pinched myself, and I was fully conscious. Mahaprabhu said to me, 'I am Ravi Shankar, to whom you wrote the letter at the Rawatpura address. I received your letter. I am sending you a letter; keep chanting the mantra written in it, everything will be alright, and don't tell anyone about my coming.' And then he left. On 19-12-06, I received his letter which, besides consolation, also had this mantra written:

ॐ कृष्णाय वासुदेवाय, हरये परमात्मने ।

प्रणत् क्लेश नाशाय, गोविन्दाय नमो नमः ।।

(Om Krishnaya Vasudevaya, Haraye Paramatmane |

Pranata Klesha Nashaya, Govindaya Namo Namaha ||)

After this, about a year later, I had a dream at night. Ravi Shree said, 'I am coming to meet you.'

'I will come on Monday, the 8th.'

And truly, he came on 8-12-97 with his devotees. The Jailer, Shri K. P. Srivastava, facilitated darshan for all the prisoners."

An Exciting Experience

There is a limit to being startled, and if you are startled beyond that limit, what it transforms into depends on why you are startled. If you are startled out of fear, there is a risk of heart attack. If you are startled by surprise, there is a risk to the nerves of the brain. Anyway, even if your heart is strong, or the nerves of your brain are not weak, the impression of being startled is always extremely deep on a person's heart and mind, something they cannot forget even if they try.

Approximately 65-year-old Siyaram Shastri went to Chitrakoot for darshan with his wife in July 1988. While doing the parikrama (circumambulation) of Kamadgiri there, he saw a boy, about fourteen or fifteen years old, sitting wearing just a langot (loincloth). A crowd had gathered around him, and he was talking to everyone with a smile. When he pushed through the crowd to reach near the boy, he saw a heap of Prasad on one side and a heap of loose money, including rupees along with coins, on the other. It was likely that devotees passing by were offering him these as a gift.

Shastri Ji did not understand the reason for the crowd. As he was about to turn back and leave, the boy grabbed the corner of his dhoti and said, "Please get a yellow kurta made for me." Shastri Ji said, "I will get a kurta made, but where can I get one made here?" Smiling at Shastri Ji's words, the boy let go of the corner of the dhoti, saying, "Go, get it made some other time. I am not asking for it to be made right now."

Shastri Ji and his wife moved forward, thinking about when they would get the kurta made, unsure who the boy was. By the time they finished the parikrama, the boy had faded from Shastri Ji's mind. After visiting Chitrakoot, Shastri Ji returned home.

In 1991, Shastri Ji was initially not cooperating with the Rawatpura Yagya, but he saw that everyone was working together, and when Ravi Shree also requested him, he started giving his full support to conducting the Yagya with complete dedication. Although Shastri Ji cooperated, he did not have any particular reverence for Ravi Shree. Even during the Yagya, he kept his distance from him, only speaking to him if there was a specific task.

The Yagya was successfully completed. A few days later, on the day of Guru Purnima, Shastri Ji was at his home when a message arrived that Ravi Shree had called him. Shastri Ji did not have, and did not want to have, any particular connection with Ravi Shree. In his view, Ravi Shree was just a religious boy. Shastri Ji went to the temple, thinking, "Well, at least I'll get temple darshan this way." As soon as Ravi Shree met him, he said, "Today is Guru Purnima, take Guru Deeksha." Shastri Ji thought that it was the childlike playfulness of a saintly boy who wanted to feel contentment by making disciples, but outwardly he said, "Maharaj, the items for Deeksha are not here; I will take it some other time." Ravi Shree said, "No, the items are kept. There is a coconut, there are batashe."

Shastri Ji thought that refusing too much might hurt the boy, and he agreed to take Guru Deeksha.

After all the formalities of Deeksha were completed, when it was time to give Guru Dakshina, Ravi Shree said, "Shastri Ji, where is that yellow kurta? You said you would get it made."

Shastri Ji said, "Which yellow kurta?"

"Oh, Shastri Ji, you have forgotten everything. Don't you remember, you said so during the Chitrakoot parikrama..."

Ravi Shree's sentence was not yet complete when the entire scene of the Chitrakoot Kamadgiri parikrama flashed before Shastri Ji's eyes, and Shastri Ji was so startled that he fell straight onto Ravi Shree's feet. A mixed feeling of sudden surprise, devotion, and the realization of his mistake in considering him an ordinary boy erupted on Shastri Ji's face like an earthquake.

In Shastri Ji's words - "That jolt, faster than an electric current, hit my mind and consciousness so hard that I couldn't sleep for several nights. From that very moment, for the one whom I had considered an ordinary boy, I sacrificed my all."

This unique and interesting experience of Siyaram Shastri confirms that Ravi Shree possessed the extraordinary ability to look into the future from the very beginning. His (Shastri Ji's) going to Rawatpura was destined, and that he would meet Siyaram Shastri again after going to Rawatpura was also destined. And when so many things were decided, there remains no doubt that the time was also fixed.

An Exciting Experience

When the life force leaves the human body, our wise sages say that it collects from every corner of the body, and this is a time of unbearable pain. After this, the person's soul leaves the body; perhaps the soul means this life force itself.

When a person's last moment is, only those with divine vision can know this supernatural truth. And if such a supernatural being is capable of removing the suffering that occurs at this final moment of life, in such a way that the soul leaves the body without pain, what would you call that being?

Suresh Tripathi of Rawatpura says that this has happened before his eyes countless times, and many people have experienced that Ravi Shree reaches a sick person exactly at that crucial moment when the person's final time has arrived. This incident has occurred many times in front of numerous people of Rawatpura: when a sick person calls, Ravi Shree might not be able to go, but when he himself unexpectedly arrives, the person's earthly existence ends just a short while after he arrives.

Sugreev Rathore of Rawatpura had stomach cancer. Doctors in Gwalior said that nothing more could be done. This was before the first Rawatpura Yagya, in February 1991, when Ravi Shree had not even completed 23 years of age.

Teacher Nawab Singh Sengar was sitting at Suresh's place. It was around 5-6 PM when Ravi Shree suddenly returned quickly from some village. At that time, he was busy with Yagya preparations. Immediately upon arriving, Ravi Shree took Sengar Sahib and Suresh with him and reached Sugreev Rathore's house. Sugreev Rathore's family members were surprised to see Ravi Shree arrive suddenly but thought he might have just come to visit Rathore Sahib. Going inside, Ravi Shree took Sugreev's hand and said, "Go, your journey is complete." A slight smile appeared on Sugreev Rathore's face. He began to bend down with his other hand towards Ravi Shree's feet and then suddenly lay straight. His life had ended.

On the way to Orai, there is a village called Barai situated right on the road. 80-year-old Khushilal Tiwari, who was a resident of Barai, remained ill with ordinary ailments like fever for about a month and became quite weak. During this month, Tiwari Ji called Ravi Shree several times, but Ravi Shree was busy during this period and could not go.

Once, during heavy rain, Ravi Shree asked one of his devotees to get a scooter, and both reached Barai village getting wet. As soon as the scooter stopped at Tiwari Ji's house, Ravi Shree almost ran inside, and from just outside the room, he said in a loud voice, "Tiwari Ji, we have come." While the family was still in confusion, Ravi Shree had reached Tiwari Ji's bed. Tears welled up in Tiwari Ji's eyes; he was overwhelmed with emotion upon seeing Ravi Shree. Ravi Shree took his hand and said, "Your journey is complete." Smiling, Tiwari Ji lay down and closed his eyes. The family was waiting for him to open his eyes again, but he had passed away.

In Rawatpura village itself, 65-year-old Halke once got a fever. He went to the doctor for a general checkup. There was nothing serious, and he was advised to rest.

Halke's wife went to Ravi Shree at the temple and said, "Maharaj, your Halke's health has not been good lately." Ravi Shree replied, "He has run a lot, now the poor fellow is tired!" Two days after this, Ravi Shree suddenly reached Rawatpura village from the temple and, holding Suresh's hand, went to Halke's place.

Halke's condition was good. He started smiling upon seeing Ravi Shree, tried to get up but felt weak and lay back down. He then sent for ₹101 from inside and expressed his wish to put a Tika (vermilion mark) on Ravi Shree as an offering.

Ravi Shree smilingly sat on the bed and whispered in Suresh's ear, "Bring cow dung and plaster the floor below. His final moment has come." Suresh was terribly startled upon hearing this because he saw no such symptoms, but by then, he had become familiar with such incidents involving Ravi Shree. He immediately brought cow dung and started plastering.

Halke did not ask anything upon seeing the plastering; he was busy giving Tika to Ravi Shree at that time. After giving the Tika, Ravi Shree took his hand and said, "You have given the Tika, now go! Your journey is complete." As soon as he said this, Halke seemed to fall into a deep sleep; his breathing had stopped.

An Exciting Experience

There is a limit to being startled, and if you are startled beyond that limit, what it transforms into depends on what is causing you to be startled. If you are startled by fear, there is a risk of a heart attack. If you are startled by surprise, there is a risk to the brain's nerves. Nevertheless, even if your heart is strong, or the nerves of your brain are not weak, the impression of being startled is always extremely deep on a person's heart and mind, something they cannot forget.

Approximately 65-year-old Siyaram Shastri used to remain astonished by Ravi Shree's abilities, besides which he had another experience: when Ravi Shree first came to the Rawatpura temple for just one day, he would mention the ownership of nearby lands, saying things like "This land belongs to so-and-so person." The land would indeed belong to someone of that name, but at that moment, it belonged not to that person but to their sons, because the person named "so-and-so" had either passed away or was extremely old. The implication was that Ravi Shree spoke of past events as if they were happening in the present. Ravi Shree's way of talking, his possession of astonishing and unique abilities, and his mentioning the seven generations of several people in the villages of Rawatpura, Tola, and Bijoura, while troubling the curious mind of Swamideen on one hand, also put him in confusion due to Ravi Shree's apparent age, which seemed only seventeen or eighteen years.

One day, he couldn't hold back and insisted that Ravi Shree reveal the secret behind all these things. He had asked many times before in hushed tones, and each time Ravi Shree had put him off. This time too, when Ravi Shree tried to put him off, Swamideen Ji included Suresh Tripathi, sparking curiosity in Suresh as well. Finally, when Ravi Shree saw that they were becoming too restless, he introduced them to another sparkling surprise and said, "In a previous life, I was Guiyan Baba and used to frequent this area." Upon hearing this, both individuals' minds stopped working again. They were hoping for a burden to be lifted from their minds, but here...

However, both these residents of Rawatpura had not only heard the name Guiyan Baba, but also had very faint memories of Guiyan Baba remaining. But after this revelation, when they emerged from the state of shock, Ravi Shree also said not to tell anyone about this. But perhaps Ravi Shree himself understood that digesting this information was beyond their capacity.

Master Swamideen Tripathi knew that Guiyan Baba not only used to visit and had close ties with the Vyas family in Tola village but had also left some of his belongings there. Master Sahib could not resist and immediately went to Tola village, which is located only half a kilometer from Rawatpura village. Upon reaching Tola, he met Narayan Das Vyas and told him that the saint conducting the Yagya was claiming that in a previous life, he was Guiyan Baba. By this time, Narayan Das Ji had already witnessed the miracle of Ravi Shree mentioning his seven generations. Seeing this second astonishing situation arise within a few days, his mind also began to reel again. Suddenly, it occurred to him that he had some of Guiyan Baba's belongings kept with him, and if this boy was claiming to be Guiyan Baba, he should be tested. By this time, despite seeing numerous astonishing miracles, no one could completely believe Ravi Shree's claim that he could be the reincarnation of Guiyan Baba.

Among the belongings of Guiyan Baba kept with Vyas Ji was a bamboo stick about six feet long, with wooden rings (guttae) about six inches long and 3 inches in diameter at the bottom, and 3 inches in diameter wooden rings at the top placed at intervals of six inches, making the weight of this stick about three kilograms. At the upper end of this stick, there was a handle of about two inches. If one end of the stick was placed on the ground and the other handle end was given to you, it would seem impossible to lift that stick 'only by wrist strength'. But Guiyan Baba not only used to lift this stick in this manner but also demonstrated his strong grip and strong wrist, as well as his mastery in wielding the stick, by holding it with just the small two-inch handle and twirling it.

Narayan Das Ji Vyas, with complete disbelief, asked Master Sahib to bring Ravi Shree so that they could first ask Ravi Shree what belongings of his were with them. Additionally, if he could lift this stick and twirl it in the same style, then they would believe that he was indeed Guiyan Baba. It is worth noting here that in that particular style, no strong person in Tola, Rawatpura, or Bijoura—none of the three villages—could lift that stick using only wrist strength. People from all three villages gathered, holding their breath, watching this interesting spectacle of Ravi Shree's test without blinking.

Smiling, Ravi Shree held the handle end of the stick in his fist and brought his hand up to his waist. The other end was placed on the ground in such a way that an angle of approximately 45 degrees was formed between the ground and the stick. Ravi Shree asked, "Like this?" Vyas Ji, with agitation, said, "Yes, yes... now lift it." Until this moment, no one believed that Ravi Shree could lift this stick. And the very next moment, as soon as Ravi Shree lifted that stick using only wrist strength and started twirling it in the same manner, it was as if all the clouds of mystery had drenched everyone with a rain of astonishment. Ravi Shree was twirling the stick, the villagers were staring at him with wide eyes, and Vyas Ji was stunned. After about five minutes, as soon as Ravi Shree placed the stick down, numerous people were overwhelmed with emotion, but they couldn't speak anything to anyone. The highest pitch of silence was present there, which was ultimately broken by Ravi Shree himself. He smiled at Vyas Ji and said, "Now show me that Achla (yellow cloth), Jantri (a small gem called Gomti stone), and Padukas as well. They are also with you."

The villagers didn't realize that yet another miracle was immediately in store for them. They would sometimes look at the stick, sometimes at Ravi Shree, and sometimes up at the sky, talking to God and busy saying, "Blessed are you and your divine play." Meanwhile, when Vyas Ji showed Ravi Shree the cloth and that gem, Ravi Shree said, "My Padukas are also with you; show them as well." But Vyas Ji denied having the Padukas, saying that they were certainly not within his knowledge and he couldn't recall seeing them in many years.

Upon Vyas Ji saying this, Ravi Shree asked him to come to the drawing-room. Vyas Ji went ahead, followed by Ravi Shree, and behind him, a crowd of four-five hundred people.

Just above the door through which they entered the drawing-room from outside, Ravi Shree asked them to dig a spot on the wall below the ceiling. The ceiling of this room was made of flagstone slabs placed over thick wooden beams (rafters). At one end of these beams, which came above the door, the 'empty space' that often occurs between the wall and the wood over time was where those Padukas had been kept. With the passage of time, these empty spaces were filled with cement during repair work, and the Padukas must have slipped further inside, hence they were not noticed by anyone. When that spot was dug with tools like a crowbar at Ravi Shree's instruction, the Padukas, placed years ago, appeared as if greeting all the villagers. And the villagers, with wide eyes, looked sometimes at the Padukas and sometimes at Ravi Shree's eyes. In those eyes, the villagers perhaps felt as if there was an X-ray vision.

An Exciting Experience

This exciting experience of the villagers of Rawatpura is also an incident that occurred in Ravi Shree's early days, happening before the first Yagya.

It was March 1991; preparations for the Yagya were in full swing. Every evening, Ravi Shree would sit on the platforms under any tree in Rawatpura village or at Suresh Tripathi's house, and discussions about the Yagya would begin.

One day, a similar meeting was taking place when Ravi Shree suddenly said, "My Guru Bhai has passed away near a place called Banda near Sagar. I must go immediately." Preparations for Ravi Shree's departure were made in a hurry, and at the insistence of the villagers, Ravi Shree, taking a boy with him, set off for Banda, Sagar district, in the afternoon. However, after about an hour or two, Ravi Shree returned and said, "Now there's no point in reaching there either; I will go for the 'terahvin' (13th-day ceremony). I wanted to attend the cremation, but that is not possible now."

Ravi Shree had made the drawing-room of Suresh Tripathi's house in Rawatpura his lodging place at this time, where Kirtan was held every evening and Yagya discussions took place. "No one will discuss their personal disputes in this room" was Ravi Shree's strict instruction.

It was the day of Chait Sudi Ram Navami, March 24, 1991. In the morning, Ravi Shree woke up as usual around five or six o'clock. After finishing his daily routines, he lay down again on the cot, covering himself with a sheet up to his head, around eight or half-past eight. The other people in Suresh's house realized that Ravi Shree hadn't had tea. Tea was brought, and he was called, but he was sleeping with the sheet pulled up to his head. Normally, he wouldn't lie down again after waking up once, so people were surprised, but thinking he might be unwell, no one thought it appropriate to wake him.

At this time, only one or two people in Rawatpura were very open with Ravi Shree, among whom Suresh Tripathi himself had gone out for some work. Ravi Shree remained lying down until evening, and far from waking up, he hadn't even turned over. As usual, the Kirtan group came and sang Kirtan in the same room, but despite the noise, there was no movement in Ravi Shree's body. Even the sheet remained wrapped around him exactly as he had laid down in the morning, covering his head and around him.

Whispering started among the people, wondering what the matter was. About twelve or thirteen hours had passed, and there was no movement in the body. Some people lifted the sheet and found that his breathing was very shallow. There was no reaction when called loudly! Finally, it was decided that they would see in the morning, perhaps he would wake up on his own by then. But at this time, no one disturbed his body in any way. Both his hands were placed on his chest, his feet were stretched out in an alert posture, and there was no pillow under his head.

In the morning, Ravi Shree did not wake up by eight o'clock, then nine, then ten, and before they knew it, it was twelve o'clock, but there was no kind of movement in Ravi Shree's body, and the situation in the village started worsening seeing his condition.

Eyewitnesses say that Ravi Shree was like a corpse. The only difference was that the breathing process was continuing at a very slow pace. The women of the village were starting to panic, thinking, "This saintly boy from a foreign land, if something happens here, it will be a big trouble. What will people say, what will they think? Police, then court..." And tears started falling from their eyes due to all these thoughts.

Meanwhile, the men decided to call a doctor immediately. Some people grabbed Ravi Shree and shook him, but they shuddered upon seeing the corpse-like stiffness in his body! They tried to place a pillow, but the flexibility of his neck was gone!! And by the time boys were sent to call a doctor, the afternoon had turned into 'tipahariya' (mid-afternoon, around 3 PM). It was around four o'clock. Thirty-one hours had passed with Ravi Shree lying in this condition. No water, no urination, no kind of movement. Seeing the stiffness of the body, natural restlessness also started spreading among the men. Fear was also visible in the eyes of those with weaker hearts, in the form of floating tears.

At this moment, someone calculated the hours and found out that thirty-two continuous hours had passed. Hearing this, people's courage began to fail. At this same time, it was learned that a doctor was not available in Nandigaon. Shouting angrily, the boys were sent again, saying, "Bring a doctor from anywhere, but bring one!"

In Rawatpura, strange emotions were surging on people's faces at this time. Inside the room, twenty-five to thirty people surrounded the cot, sixty to seventy were outside, and groups of ten to fifteen were sitting on nearby platforms. Everyone was hesitant to talk at this time. What would they talk about? Whatever could be discussed had already been discussed in the last seven or eight hours. In the intense heat, a wonderful rain of excitement was soaking them in their experience, creating an astonishingly stunning atmosphere of fear, restlessness, confusion, bewilderment, uncertainty, strangeness, and helplessness, like the seven colors of a rainbow. People were in a state of being utterly bewildered, not knowing what to do!!

People looked at each other's faces, hoping for a sensible answer. There were tears in everyone's eyes, and now the only wait was for the doctor. Perhaps he would come and tell them something, and the next step could be decided. By this time, people from nearby villages had also started arriving. The news was spreading that something had happened!! The sounds of women crying started coming from the houses. It was perhaps five o'clock in the evening when... suddenly...

The body, which was like death, showed movement.

After 35-36 hours had passed, the body moved!

A slight jolt!

People thought they were experiencing a vision भ्रम (optical illusion)!

No, it was not an optical illusion! Breathing picked up speed, rapidly changing from 'extremely slow' to 'slow' and then to a normal pace. And piercing through the clouds of this tumultuous experience of excitement, Ravi Shree sat up, rubbing his eyes.

The people standing around stared at him with wide eyes. People continuously came in from outside the door to see him for themselves and feel reassured. The room, which had space for fifty people, accommodated one hundred and fifty individuals, and others were standing outside waiting. For women, the situation was "no seats available" for this show.

Smiling, Ravi Shree looked at the elders and asked, "What happened to you all? Everything is alright, isn't it?" At this moment, there was no expression of happiness on anyone's face, but rather an expression of being overwhelmed with emotion and having returned after spending a long time in a state of shock. One or two elders could not control themselves. They were all thinking, "Our lives were at risk, and this boy is smiling." The elder, choking back his tears and almost shouting, said, "What is all this? What had happened to you?" Ravi Shree sensed the love hidden within this loud, angry shout.

Adopting an extremely humble and simple demeanor, in a manner of accepting his mistake, and fearing that some elder might explode in anger as soon as he replied, Ravi Shree replied with trembling lips, "After my Guru Bhai took Samadhi, there was a Bhandara (community meal). I had gone there. There, those people handed me the keys to the Bhandara, saying, 'The responsibility here is yours.' What could I do? I couldn't refuse. It got late."

As soon as Ravi Shree gave this childlike simple answer, all the elderly faces suddenly moved towards him, and in no time, Ravi Shree was wet with the tears of those elders embracing him.

An Exciting Experience

Ravi Shree first met 59-year-old Babukhan at the time when tanks for water were needed for the Dheerpura Yagya, and for this purpose, Ravi Shree came to Indergarh. Babukhan was working as a Revenue Inspector in Indergarh block at this time, and here the municipality was under the jurisdiction of the Naib Tehsildar, therefore, Babukhan provided full support to Ravi Shree not only during the Dheerpura Yagya but also during the Khadaua Yagya that took place afterwards. After this, when Ravi Shree started living in Rawatpura, he would continuously send messages to Babukhan from time to time and ask him to come to Rawatpura. Babukhan's personal residence is in Sewdha. Ravi Shree once surprised him by suddenly arriving at his house.

After the first Rawatpura Yagya, Babukhan had also visited Rawatpura once or twice. Besides this, whenever Ravi Shree passed through the Sewdha route, he would definitely stop at Babukhan's place. Other devotees who would constantly invite him for tea and snacks at their homes were astonished to see Ravi Shree himself ask for food or tea at Babukhan's place and behave with complete authority, as if he were very close to them.

Many times, Pandit Ji's who were with Ravi Shree would find themselves in an extreme religious dilemma when they saw Ravi Shree having tea at Babukhan's place because the mindset of Hindu vs. Muslim was ingrained in their thoughts. However, on one hand, they wanted to attain proximity to Ravi Shree, and on the other, there was the narrow mindset of caste and religion! In the end, they had to reconcile with Ravi Shree's open ideology.

Shri Suresh of Rawatpura says that when Ravi Shree started living here after the first Yagya, it often happened that when he went to Sewdha, he would insist on the offer of tea and snacks at Babukhan's place. To the Pandit Ji's who raised the issue of 'a Muslim's house', Ravi Shree would clearly tell them not to talk in this manner to him or in front of him.

Ultimately, everyone would go to Babukhan's place with Ravi Shree and have tea and snacks. Suresh Tripathi himself says that Ravi Shree permanently freed him from this petty mindset as well.

But what was the reason for this closeness with Babukhan? When Shri Suresh Tripathi once asked Ravi Shree about this, Ravi Shree said that one of his last five births was in a Muslim family, and Babukhan is a part of that same family. Ravi Shree also said that in his previous life, when he was known as Guiyan Baba, he had also played with Babukhan in his lap.

Ravi Shree forbade Suresh Tripathi from telling Babukhan about some details regarding this. Babukhan only knows so far that when Ravi Shree was Guiyan Baba in a previous life, he had played with him in his lap.

Ravi Shree had visited Babukhan's place many times, so once he also made a plan to visit Rawatpura. Ravi Shree welcomed him and said during their conversation, "Whenever you are in any trouble anywhere, just remember me." After general conversation, Babukhan returned to Sewdha.

In the month of October 1994, Ravi Shree passed through Sewdha and went to Babukhan's house. Khan Sahib's wife said to Ravi Shree in an almost scolding manner, "You tell everyone everything, but you never tell me anything about my illness." Ravi Shree said, "You have been ill three times; you will fall ill one more time, that's it. After that, you will be well." After hearing this much from Ravi Shree, she went inside to arrange for tea and snacks. Meanwhile, Ravi Shree said to Babukhan, "Your wife is leaving before you." Babukhan remained silent upon hearing this. After tea and snacks, Ravi Shree left.

Approximately three months later, on January 15, 1995, Babukhan's wife passed away.

Khan Sahib says, "Based on what he told me, I had mentally prepared myself as soon as my wife fell ill, because Ravi Shree had said that this time's illness would be her last moment."

After this, once Babukhan's daughter-in-law fell ill. When they reached a government hospital in Delhi to show her, Khan Sahib became disheartened seeing the situation there. On one hand, his daughter-in-law's worsening condition, and on the other hand, either strong recommendation or thousands of rupees were required.

Babukhan says, "I couldn't understand what to do. When my son looked at me with disheartened eyes, I felt like crying at my helplessness. Those people were not even ready to admit my daughter-in-law to the hospital."

Suddenly, Babukhan remembered Ravi Shree's words, "Whenever you are in any trouble, just remember me." Babukhan didn't have faith that remembering him would help, but still, with a heavy heart, he closed his eyes and, standing there, remembered Ravi Shree, saying, "You are enjoying there, and here my daughter-in-law, son, and I are troubled."

Khan Sahib says, "Five minutes later, a gentleman from Kanpur, who was Punjabi, called me over himself. Being called by an unknown person in an unknown place felt strange to me. Upon going to him, he asked me what the problem was. I told him my story, and he himself went to the doctor and severely scolded the doctor, saying, 'This is my man, tell me, based on whose phone call will you admit his daughter-in-law?' Within minutes, the situation was such that the doctor was circling around Babukhan."

His daughter-in-law's condition had just begun to improve when one day she suddenly lost her memory. This happened while Khan Sahib was preparing to return home from Delhi and was thinking of going directly to Rawatpura.

Khan Sahib says that when memory was lost, this time I remembered Ravi Shree again with full faith. Within approximately twenty-four hours, the daughter-in-law's memory returned, despite doctors creating fear that it could not be said whether her memory would return at all.

Babukhan says that everything was astonishing; I became convinced that Ravi Shree is an angel sent by Allah. Before this, I only considered him a saint with ordinary powers. Upon returning, when Khan Sahib went to Ravi Shree, he sat silently in front of him. Ravi Shree smiled and asked, "Won't you tell me the news of the illness? You were panicking in Delhi and speaking ill of me." Khan Sahib just smiled in response.

Recounting a subsequent incident, Khan Sahib tells that "Once I went from Datia to Sonagir by jeep with Ravi Shree. The Police Inspector of Datia was also with us. Two boys followed us on a motorcycle. When we stopped at Sonagir, those boys came to Ravi Shree and touched his feet, saying that upon seeing him, they just came without thinking anything, and their motorcycle had run out of petrol."

Ravi Shree first scolded them and then asked for arrangements for petrol. However, there was no petrol pump nearby, nor could petrol be arranged by any other means anywhere. The motorcycle's tank was completely empty, evening had fallen, and it would have been improper to leave the boys like that. Finally, Ravi Shree placed his hand on the motorcycle's tank and said, "Okay, start it and go ahead." The motorcycle was kicked, and the motorcycle started, 'saluting the miracle'.

The motorcycle led the jeep from Sonagir to Datia, where those boys finally got petrol at a petrol pump, and we drove ahead.

An Exciting Experience

Some incidents in life are seen or heard that, if experienced deeply, cast a silence over the mind, and these incidents make the fog covering the profound mysteries of that invisible power even denser. This strange and exciting incident occurred at a time when the preparations for the Alaukik Navdurga and Ram Janm Mahotsav - 1997 were in full swing, and hundreds of laborers and dozens of craftsmen were working day and night in the Rawatpura temple complex to complete the unfinished tasks of the temple and for decoration. A group of craftsmen and laborers was working on paving the floor around the Yagyashala inside the temple complex. For this, they had to lay a mixture of gravel, cement, and grit around the Yagyashala. To 'speed up the work', the mixing was being done by an electric mixer machine, which had a 'ten horsepower' motor and was connected for current directly from the main power line overhead.

The starter wires in the mixer machine had become hot and melted due to continuous running, and the simultaneous drizzle helped those bare wires make contact with the upper part of the machine. At this time, the handle of the machine was in the hand of a laborer named Ramsingh Ahirwar. Rain pouring from above, wet floor below, an iron handle, and three-phase 440 volts of electric current - this laborer named Ramsingh Ahirwar just stood there like a statue in his place!!

Meanwhile, as soon as the short-circuit occurred, the fuses for two phases immediately blew out, but one phase remained as it was! On the other hand, even after about five minutes, why wasn't Ramsingh tilting the handle to drop the mixture? A laborer, seeing the statue-like Ramsingh, put his hand on his shoulder – and received a severe electric shock, falling down screaming. As soon as he screamed, people understood the situation.

The accountant Ramsevak, present in the temple complex, immediately ran and disconnected those wires of the machine from the main line, but by then, about ten minutes had passed. Ramsingh was immediately laid on a cot; his hands and feet were massaged –

But he had become lifeless!

His breath had ceased!!

There was commotion in the temple complex. Approximately a hundred laborers surrounded the deceased Ramsingh. People were looking for signs of life in him in their own ways. But no! He was dead...!!

Suddenly, pushing through the crowd, Ravi Shree came quickly from somewhere.

The deceased's brother, Bhagwan Das Ahirwar, upon seeing Ravi Shree, started crying loudly. Ravi Shree looked at the deceased Ramsingh for a moment and quickly walked towards the temple of Hanuman Ji (Rawatpura Sarkar).

After about two minutes, he again returned quickly and, saying, "Why are you people panicking? He is alive!!" Saying this, Ravi Shree had just gently slapped Ramsingh's cheek three or four times... when suddenly, his lips began to tremble slowly. There was a slight tremor in Ramsingh's body...!

And then, in the very next moment, Ramsingh opened his eyes.

Before people could understand or recover from this surprise, Ramsingh, without looking at anyone, without saying a single word to anyone, got up and went straight to circumambulate the Rawatpura Sarkar temple. And upon returning after the parikrama, he asks,

"What happened?"

"Why are you all crowding?"

"Why are you looking at me like this?"

Then, as soon as his brother said, "You just got electrocuted... have you forgotten...?" Ramsingh suddenly remembers everything as if.

He sits down, feeling weak. Milk etc., are immediately arranged for him, and after a short while, he becomes refreshed. There were no marks of the electric shock visible anywhere on his hands. This amazing miracle occurred on March 21, 1997, in the Rawatpura temple complex in front of hundreds of people.

An Exciting Experience

"Who knows in what guise.... you might find Narayan"

On the night of April 13, 1998, around 9:00 PM, Ravi Shree and a convoy of two buses with him reached Haridwar for the final Shahi Snan which was on April 14th, during the Purn Kumbh.

Shri Ram Kumar Verma, Cooperation Minister of Uttar Pradesh, who is one of Ravi Shree's devout followers, was eagerly waiting for Ravi Shree in Haridwar, as he had prior information of his arrival. As soon as Ravi Shree arrived here with his devotees, the Minister accorded them a welcome. Thereafter, they set up camp in a Dharamshala (inn) for the night stay.

From the place where this group of pilgrims stayed, the distance to the place called 'Hari Ki Pauri', famous for the special significance of bathing, was five kilometers. Along with this, the Pundits informed them that the most auspicious time for the Kumbh Snan was from four fifty-five minutes in the morning to five ten minutes. In the Kumbh Mela, the crowd is naturally unparalleled, so it was decided that the journey on foot towards the designated place would begin sharp at half-past three in the morning, as vehicle movement was completely prohibited.

On the morning of April 14, 1998, after finishing their daily routines and taking all the materials for bathing according to the scriptures, this group of pilgrims set off towards their goal. Some devotees were walking ahead with a large red flag on a long bamboo pole. Behind them were Ravi Shree, the Minister, learned Pundits, and then the rest of the devotees. Seeing the crowd, it seemed extremely difficult to be able to bathe at the designated time and then perform the bathing with scriptural rituals, including mantra chanting, ghee, milk, curd, etc.

This fast-moving group quickly reached the first gate where there were two entrances, divided for general and special devotees. The police arrangement at this VIP gate was strict, but since it was the Uttar Pradesh police, and the officers on duty were familiar with the Minister, they were immediately granted entry with the group upon seeing him, and everyone's faces lit up with happiness, because given the crowd, it did not seem possible at all to bathe easily within the stipulated time, i.e., between 4:35 and 5:10.

But their thinking was not wrong either!! As this rapidly advancing group, along with their leader, moved a little further, two more gates were set up to control the crowd of special devotees as well.

At one of these gates, which led to 'Hari Ki Pauri' in just ten minutes, entry was strictly allowed only after checking identity cards, and the armed police force deployed at this place was also from other states. There was no prior information about Minister Shri Verma Ji's arrival, and the deployed police force did not recognize him, so it was not appropriate for him to introduce himself at this gate. No other way seemed apparent. The other gate would take approximately two hours to reach the designated place, so it was essentially useless. Meanwhile, the hands of the clock are made as if they have sworn not to stop; it was four thirty-five minutes. All the devotees were trying to persuade the policemen in their own ways, talking to them, but they were fully vigilant about their duty and were not at all ready to allow entry through this short route by any means.

The situation became such that by four forty-five minutes, the goddess of disappointment was eager to dance, making the faces of the members of this group her stage. On the other hand, Ravi Shree was standing aside, assessing the situation; his lips held his characteristic mysterious smile. The Minister was also troubled; he did not want to take strict measures because the police personnel were, after all, just doing their duty. All the devotees repeatedly looked at their wristwatches and then at the gate; they began to see their journey failing. The stipulated time was four thirty-five to five ten, and here the ticking hands of the clock were about to reach four fifty minutes when...

'... Suddenly!'
'Jaiii..... Shree.... Raam!'

A long, loud resonant sound was heard by the people. Before people could try to understand where this voice came from!! A saintly man, wearing a red waistcloth ( कमर वस्त्र ), adorned with flower garlands, approximately seven to seven and a half feet tall, well-built and with a divinely radiant face, again shouting 'Jai Shri Ram', came rapidly from behind, pushing through the crowd.

His loud booming voice and powerful presence put even the deployed police force in a state of shock. As that divine being approached the gate, the police personnel's steps automatically moved back.

After crossing the gate, the divinely radiant Sadhu looked back and, gesturing to Ravi Shree and the members of his group to follow, again let out a loud roar of 'Jai Shri Ram'.

In a state of confusion, this group of approximately one hundred and twenty pilgrims, including Ravi Shree, entered through that same gate, following that great divine soul.

During this time, the police force on duty had moved aside from the gate and stood in such a way as if they were standing there to welcome this group. As soon as these people passed, they resumed their previous position.

Meanwhile, the approximately two hundred and forty eyes of the members of this group were searching for that divine Sadhu, but he had miraculously disappeared, astonishing everyone!!

By this time, there was neither such a large crowd at this place 'exclusively for highly distinguished persons' (VIP only), nor was it so dark that that Sadhu could not be seen. Moreover, it was absolutely impossible for a person of his stature to hide in any case.

Immediately, the devotees surrounded Ravi Shree and unleashed a barrage of questions, but Ravi Shree smiled and said, "First look at the time, only ten minutes are left." It was as if the devotees received an electric shock, and in those ten minutes, Ravi Shree, the Minister, and all the devotees bathed according to scriptural rituals with mantra chanting.

As soon as they completed the act of great merit (Mahapunya) of taking the great bath (Mahasnana) at the place of special significance during the most appropriate auspicious time, all the devotees, including the Minister, again surrounded Ravi Shree and eagerly began questioning him about the 'resplendent divine Sadhu', asking who he was and where he went...?

Ravi Shree responded to the question with a question, as if tossing the Prasad of great merit like Charanamrit towards everyone:

"In Rawatpura, you prostrate, but here, seeing directly, you couldn't even recognize!!!"