Visions of Champaklal

Visions at Govind Dham

1979-06-30

I saw lofty mountains with their peaks covered with bright snow. They appeared to touch the skies. I kept walking and admiring all these beautiful Himalayan valleys full of different kinds of trees. As I walked on, I felt very happy. I laughed alone. Just then a sadhubaba came. He caught hold of my hand and led me further and further.

After a very long distance, the scene changed. Just on the side of the pathway where we were passing, there was a deep valley with a river running. Its beautiful waters flowed in melodious music. I was so attracted that I wanted to jump into the river. Again and again the idea came to me strongly to jump in and flow away with the waters, whatever might happen to me. Babaji said, “Batchha (child), the time has not yet come for you to do this. You still have much to do, your work is not yet over.” I was surprised to hear this from Babaji. Babaji said, “What is there to be surprised at? Nothing is unknown to me. Do you not know this?” While speaking, Babaji held my hand in a strong grip and led me onwards.

Now I observed that the pathway towards the place where we had to go was going higher and higher and looked, almost straight up from a distance. When we reached there, I noticed that there was no way—no steps to go up by. It was much more steep than I had thought. I kept on looking at it. Babaji said, “What are you looking at? We have to go to that very place. You remember the Mahimna Stotra, don't you?” I answered, “Yes, but not fully.” Babaji remarked, “It does not matter, you will recite it with me.” This time he held my hand in such a strong grip that I felt as if my hand was glued to his. I then heard a very sweet, melodious, high-pitched and elevating voice. I joined him and, to my utter surprise, I took a very high Hanuman like leap along with him. Now both of us had reached very high—right up, on the top. This place was very wide and extremely fascinating. Everything shone there in a brilliant golden light. I could see hazily some people who were very far. Sadhubaba kept on holding my hand in the same way. He was leading me on and on. At one place I stopped. I was astonished to see sadhubaba's both hands lifted up wide open in space. Even then he kept on holding my hand in the same way. I looked again and again to see whether what I saw was true! How was this possible? But it was so! He appeared to have three hands!

Babaji with his resonant and melodious voice, gazed up and, turning his eyes, his hands and his whole body in all directions, recited:

असितगिरिसमं, स्यात् कज्जलं सिन्धुपात्रे
        सुरतरुवरशाखा लेखनी पत्रमुर्वी |
लिखति यदि गृहीत्वा शारदा सर्वकालं
        तदपि तव गुणानामीश पारं न याति ||

“Even if the whole of the black mountain is dissolved into the sea as in an inkstand and the Goddess Saraswati, holding the branch of the wish-fulfilling heavenly tree as her pen, writes all the time on the earth-surface as paper, then too, O Lord! She cannot fathom your glory!”

The echo of Babaji's voice resounded in space. As he recited, the expression on his face was marvellous! It was a magnificent sight to see!

The vision ended. All is due to Grace!