( When Dream Inspired Deeds )
It was a January
afternoon in 1989. Soaking up the winter sun, I fell asleep. What
I beheld with my closed eyes changed my life for ever. The Omniprescent,
the Eternal One, Sri Sai Baba appeared in front of me and ordained
that I should go to Rohini and build a temple for him.Despite knowing
the whereabouts I asked "Where is Rohini, Baba? What have I got to do with Rohini?"
"You have a small plot in Rohini, Sector-3, Build the temple
in that three side open plot", Baba replied .I was flabbergasted.
"Will it be possible to build a temple on a 48sq. meter plot".
I ventured. "What for I am", said the Divine Being and
became invisible .
I pondered over
the dream for several days and sought guidance from my parents,
spouse and best friend M.L.Choudhary. Every one tried to dissuade
me in light of the awesome responsibility that temple building came
with but armed with devotion and faith, I busied myself with the
project and the temple got ready. A 3 feet high statue of the Baba, made of white marble was commissioned
from artists in Jaipur. After consultations with priests and other
learned people, the day of 7th July 1989 was selected
as being auspicious for the installation of the idol.
I reached the
plot numbered G-27, Sector-3, on 30th June 1989, along
with friends and family. After making arrangements for 7th
July, every body departed for their homes I too left for my home
after locking up the premises at 10.30 in the night, I accelerated
my scooter in order to reach home early. But fate decreed otherwise.
On the pitch dark, uneven and deserted stretch of outer Ring Road,
my rear type burst and I was catapulted along with my vehicle across
the road divider. I tried but could not more. And then a miracle
happened. Baba materialiased before me in the form of rickshaw puller.
He picked me up in his arms as if I weighed nothing and sat me on
the rickshaw. He collected my scattered belongings, which included
considerable cash and took me to Khalique Nursing Home in Sector-8,
Rohini, Handing me over to the care of the doctor, he departed and
was never seen again. I lost consciousness after that.
When I regained
consciousness, one week later, I learnt that Dr. Khalique had, through
my diary, been able to contact my close friend Mr. R.K. Goswamy,
who in turn rang my family the doctor informed them of my accident
and suspecting brain haemorrage, asked them to transfer me to a
big hospital having appropriate medical facilities my family then
transferred me to Sir Ganga Ram Hospital where I was admitted to
the Intensive care unit. I remained in coma for one week. Hearing
of my accident, my friends and well wishers prayed for me in the
Moti Nagar and Lodi Road temples. I am eternally grateful to them
for their emotional support and other wise in my hour of need.
On the seventh
day my family signed an undertaking, anthorising the Hospital to
operate on me the next morning. The next morning was the day of
the inauguration of the temple, which also meant installation of
Baba’s idol. As I was being wheeld into the operation theatre, I
saw Baba looking at me. I tried to call out to him but no voice
came past my throat. I gestured for a paper and pen and intimated
my family that I wanted to attend the temple inauguration at Rohini.
The doctors responded by sedating me and later operated successfully
the temple was a scene of hectic activities. The installation of
idol was followed by hymn recital by Saxena Brothers. And everybody
prayed for my speedy recovery. On 20th August 1989, when
by Baba’s grace, I was able to walk, I decided to re-install the
idol on 30th August on a grand scale. On 30th August, the idol was re-installed amid a lot of fanfare. Bus loads
of devotees arrived from as far as Lodi Road and Moti Nagar. There
was a hymn recital later which was graced by Mr. Ram Swaroop Bhardwaj,
the renowned sculptor from Jaipur, and in which he participated.
Earlier, Baba had cautioned me in my dream that the crowds that
day would be bursting at seams. Incidentally it rained earlier that
day and the attendance of the people was thin. I remembered Baba’s
word and waited for his prophecy to come true. It did. Around noon,
the Rain gods relented and the people started thronging the temple.
The same day, we held the inauguration of the philanthropic medical
mission, the Aushadhalya.
The tiny temple
in the Sector-3, plot of Rohini, acted like a beacon to devotees.
As the tempo of temple’s activities rose, a few neighbours threw
a spanner in our work. People complained to the Delhi Development
Authority that the hectic goings on in the temple disturbed their
routine. The temple was sealed by the D.D.A. and thus began a bout
of wrangling with the D.D.A.
I think this was a hint by Baba that we should acquire bigger pastures
to tend to our flock. As suggested by the D.D.A., a society was
registered. After a year and a half of running from pillar to post,
the D.D.A. leased out a 360 sqm. Plot in Sector-7, Pocket D-10,
Rohini, and it is here that we have carried forward the construction
of the Sai temple ,Sanatana Dharma Temple and of course, the Aushadhalya.
I believe from
the core of my heart that Baba gave me a new life for this work.
My Second Coming as I call it is nothing short of a miracle. Life
has never been a bed of roses for anyone. We face hurdles at every
step. It is the faith and patience that we harbor for our beloved
Baba, that will carry our boat through the tempests that blow across
the oceans of life.
Shirdi Sai Baba Mandir,
Rohini, Delhi (INDIA)