Reference: posted by: vejeestu on 9/25/00 to Kirpal Singh Satsang Club; Messages number 673-676
Personally, I think that Kirpal Singh was the greatest Adept of the modern age in matters spiritual. A true mystic of abundant visionary attainment developed from an early age, he was most beloved of his own Guru to whom he was absolutely devoted. As Hazur himself had stated in a letter from 1939: "you have surrendered your all mind, body, and wealth". He was a humanitarian, devoted to principles of human unity, a cause in which he remained remarkabley active to the last. His enormous psychic gifts were legend and the spiritual manifestations of his form, including appearing to hundreds of individuals who did not know he existed or barely knew of him, suggests the depths of inner mystery to which his spiritual work was allied.
He was highly erudite and regal in bearing and gait. Yet he was simple in his words and his ways and imbued with the sweetness of humility.
His lion like face was overwhelmed by his two blue eyes that danced about and twinkled like diamonds set in most ancient visage. When he smiled; eyes, face and beard became a radiant mandala whose attraction was unlike anything to be imagined. It contained all the love, beauty, wisdom and humour in the whole divine drama. Furthermore, hundreds and thousands of souls still have this living experience in dream and vision.
We are fortunate to have some of the stories of dear ones who had long association with the Master, even back to the early days of his discipleship. Many hundreds and probably thousands more tales could be told than have been published in the various books and magazines with testimonials of one sort or another. I hope the few people reading this site will encourage other initiates of Master Kirpal to enjoy this site and offer their own personal rememberances.
Mr. Mehta was the general manager of Sawan Ashram.
The Abundance of Love From the Ocean of Grace Divine
B. N. Mehta
I was initiated at the age of sixteen by Baba Bagga Singh of Tarn Taran who was an initiate of Baba Jaimal Singh. I did not fully grasp the theory which he taught, I only remembered the mantra which he gave me. I was God-fearing from a very early age and I had great regard for all saints.
I heard about Sant Kirpal Singh Ji Maharaj through my mother who used to attend His Satsangs; she pressed me to go also, but I avoided it. I can never forget my first meeting with the Master -- it was in 1952. I was standing near our house, and the Master came walking by with some other people. When we passed each other I immediately knew that He was Sant Kirpal Singh although I had never seen Him before. We stood and stared at each other; that look I can never forget. It was that look which brought me to His Holy Feet -- although I did not go to Him until three years later. I used to go to the office on a bicycle, and I used to pass close to Sawan Ashram. One day my bicycle somehow turned into the Ashram; I don't know how it happened.
There was a gathering of people, and Master was on the dais; at that time I was not much impressed, and I soon left. After a week my bicycle took me there again, I was drawn into the Ashram. On that day the Master was not feeling well and the Sangat was listening to a tape recording of one of His discourses -- the Master was inside His house. I felt critical that the Sangat was outside and the Master was inside His house, so again I went away. But on the next visit I stayed for a longer time; I received something, some pleasure, something which I can't describe -- indeed nobody can describe what that pleasure is. Immediately after that Satsang it was announced that the Master was leaving for His first foreign tour and would be away for six or seven months. It was also announced that He would give initiation on the following day.
I felt the next six months would be a very difficult time for me unless I had been initiated, so I felt the greatest need for initiation. I asked my wife if she was ready for it, and although she said she was not, both of us went next morning to the Ashram.
We didn't know the rules of the Ashram, we just sat under a tree about fifty feet from the Master's house; we were alone, all the other people were standing by the gate of the Master's house waiting for Him to come out. When the Master came out He immediately came to us without talking to anyone else. We were so astonished, we had never met Him before, and here He was coming directly to us! We folded our hands in respect, Master asked us, "You have come?" I said, "Yes." I was so very pleased --so astonished. He then asked, "Why have you come? For initiation? All right, come along." So we sat for initiation, and with His blessing both of us had a good experience; our spiritual life started from that day.
I began going to the Ashram every day; I enjoyed it because at that time the Sangat was so full of love, everyone would talk about the Master during His absence. I felt the Master was showering love towards me and that "He is my own and I am His."
When the Master returned He would order everyone to keep the diary; I used to show Him my diary every day, and He was very pleased; He guided me and helped me to reform my life. Once at Satsang I was sitting just in front of Him -- He just looked into my eyes and what I got that day I can never forget; golden rays came from His eyes. He raised me above body-consciousness and I saw beams of golden Light.
Before my wife died in 1963, Master very clearly told me, "She is leaving. You are not to worry about her soul, I'll take care of it." He saved me from any sorrow and grief. The morning we took her mortal remains to the cremation place the Master was holding initiation at the Ashram. I sent Him a message and He just kept silent for a few moments. In the evening He came to my house. My children were so very sad, they were crying. The Master told us, "Although I was in the initiation hall this morning I was also with you at the cremation place." These are words which I can never forget -- "I was with you there." How much love He gave me at that time!
Then He brought me closer to His Holy Feet; He gave me some seva, construction work, and afterwards the general management of the Ashram. Master told me that before I started any work I should always consult Him; He would sometimes scold me if I did anything without getting His permission first.
On one occasion a certain satsangi had repeatedly imposed himself on the Master; the Master had already devoted time to him. Later, when the Master walked out of His house, he tried to stop Him once again. This time the Master decided to ignore him, and He walked on. The satsangi was in great distress and called out, "For the sake of Hazur You must talk to me!" The moment he mentioned the name of Baba Sawan Singh the Master stopped at once and returned to talk to him. I was standing nearby and afterwards the Master remarked to me that since He had been called in the name of His Guru He had no choice but to stop; such was His reverence for the name of His Master.
Once a young woman came to see the Master. After the usual greetings the Master asked her, "Anything new?" She had nothing to report, so He said again, "Are you sure you have nothing new to tell me?" She then remembered that the day before a centipede had got onto her hand. Master asked her what she had done about it. "I just panicked and cried, 'Oh Maharaj Ji!' and tried to shake it off." "And did it come off?" the Master asked, "Oh Maharaj Ji, it came right off through Your grace." On hearing this Master looked at her and then at all the sat sangis present and said, "Even the insects and animals listen to me -- it is only you humans who do not."
I was once on tour with the Master, and we visited Ludhiana. At Satsang there I happened to see a holy man who looked rather like Baba Bagga Singh, my first Guru. Seeing this resemblance I began to remember my former teacher, and I had an intense desire to have his darshan again, especially as he lived in those very parts. Later in the evening the Master invited me to go for a walk with Him. As we walked about the streets I suddenly found myself outside a house where Baba Bagga Singh was sitting on the veranda. Leaving me there the Master turned and walked rapidly away. He had answered my wish, but for my part I was frightened -- was it possible that He was angry with me and that was why He had left me so suddenly and quickly -- I hurried after Him but no matter how fast I walked the Master walked much faster and I could not catch up with Him.
During His last days on earth the Master gave us many hints of His coming departure. On about August' 14th Master was lying on the roof terrace in the evening. Dr. Harbhajan Singh suggested that His bed be moved away from under the tree, adding that it was not healthy to be there. The Master remarked, "There aren't many days left. But if you must," and motioned for the bed to be moved. When I remarked to Him "You give us such an abundance of Your love in such excess, and we don't deserve it," He replied, "It will not go on like this." He said this only a few days before the end, and I did not realize His meaning.
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