Tuesday, 25 June 2019

SEPTEMBER 6, 1992, THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE

SEPTEMBER 6, 1992, THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE
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It was the day on which my Dearest and Most Beloved Father, HH Shri Bhola Nathji, left the physical world and returned to the Divine Abode from which He had come into the world, in all His Glory and All His Divine Beauty.
It was a day when the Earth stood still , or virtually ceased to exist for me!
I had two relationships with him, which was a privilege that no one upon earth was destined to have.
On the physical plane He was my Father, and on the Spiritual Plane He was God Incarnate, and this was the feeling of many who were blessed by Him.
Before leaving the world he had said:
"While I am in this body, I am doing my work here upon earth, and when I have gone, I shall be doing my work elsewhere."
"People from other worlds have come to me praying that I come to them!"
And, my father, who had completely vanquished serious ailments like advanced cancer and two heart attacks at home, then made an excuse of leaving the world with a simple virus fever...
Jab Tak Jahaan rahegaa, kissaa teraa rahegaa
Kaihte hain Nath jissko afsaanaye Muhabbat
For as long as the world exists, thy legend shall exist.
Which shall be known as, O Nath! The Story of Love.
His last act upon earth before He closed His eyes, forever, was to bless the very doctor whose mistake was responsible for his going.

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