Today I was about to garland Ajoy, who is from Myanmar, and what did I see? Vividly I saw his father’s soul right in front of me. His soul came out from Ajoy’s heart.
My nickname is Madal. Even in our family some people call me Madalia, and some call me Madhu. Ajoy’s father’s name was Dayal. He was older than me by three or four years. Ajoy’s father’s soul came up to me and said, “Madalia, please bless my son, please bless my son!” Of course, it was in Bengali that he spoke.
I said, “You are here?”
Immediately I listened to the father’s request, and I blessed Ajoy. Ajoy’s father’s soul was in the seventh Heaven of Delight because I was blessing his son, I was blessing his son. This is my cock-and-bull story!
OOP 42. 4 July 2005, Aspiration-Ground, Jamaica, New York↩
From:Sri Chinmoy,Only one power, Agni Press, 2015
Sourced from https://srichinmoylibrary.com/oop