THE REVOLVER ATTACK
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FROM THE MEMOIRS OF HH SHRI BHOLA NATHJI A GREAT SPIRITUAL LUMINARY IN WHOM PEOPLE EXPERIENCED GOD.
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Since HH Shri Nathji was a Divine Being it was but natural that the powers of evil make their onslaughts upon him from time to time. Just like it is natural for the darkness to try and blow out the lights that glow in it.
On the 9th of August 1948, Shri Nathji was upstairs in his bedroom, in Mussoorie, writing as usual in the morning. Mateshwari had gone to Hampton Court School to leave the children there.
Downstairs, there was the elder sister of Mateshwari, Veeran Devi. Inside the kitchen there was the frail old Mannu Lal who had come on foot all the way from Sagar hundreds of miles away to be with Shri Nathji on his birthday, and who had stayed on thereafter to serve him.
Suddenly ten people entered the house through the main gate. They accosted Veeran Devi and asked to see Shri Nathji. The unsuspecting Veeran Devi thought that they had all come for the darshan of Shri Nathji. She sent word inside through Mannu Lal.
Shri Nathji saw the men from the window upstairs. He was ever ready to meet anyone who came for his darshan.
Shri Nathji existed only for those who came to him. He immediately began to dress. He dressed hurriedly put on his headdress and achkan, and came downstairs, and went into the open space outside the verandah where the men were waiting for him.
As soon as he came downstairs, his eyes met with a very strange sight. The persons who had entered the Iron Gate of the house were busy locking it from within.
As Shri Nathji made his appearance, they began walking towards him in a group. Sensing that these men had evil intentions, Shri Nathji said in a loud voice that appeared to reverberate from the mountains.
"KHABARDAAR! Let all Be warned! No one dare advance!"
Although HH Shri Nathji was the gentlest and humblest of human beings upon earth, he was also the bravest, and his voice appeared to echo from the heavens itself.
The voice was so powerful and its vibrations so strong, that the ten men stopped in their tracks, paralysed.
The leader amongst them took out a revolver from his pocket and advanced towards Shri Nathji, saying: "I am strong enough, alone."
He placed the revolver on Shri Nathji’s chest and said: "I can shoot you."
“If you do not want good things to exist in India then shoot,” said Shri Nathji unperturbed, “but let me tell you that you cannot fire the revolver. It is in your hand, but your hand is in the hand of God. If it be the Divine Will that I live on this earth and do His work, then you cannot fire the revolver!
"But if it be His will that my work has come to an end, then shoot!”
The man’s hand began to tremble. He felt the presence of a powerful spiritual force that had begun to tear at his very inner being. He could not face Shri Nathji and sought to go around to his back, his pistol still pointing at Shri Nathji.
However, Shri Nathji turned around along with him. This led to a very strange scene – the man encircling Shri Nathji, and Shri Nathji turning along with him, facing his pistol all the time.
At that very instant, Mateshwari appeared on the scene by a miracle. She looked up at Shri Nathji, and Shri Nathji said to her:
"Mateshwariji, these people have come to shoot me! Mataji ye log mujhe shoot karne aaye hain!”
Mateshwari let out a cry and raced upwards towards the assailants in the house. All the ten persons panicked and ran, gripped by an indefinable terror.
Mateshwari had saved Shri Nathji.
Copyright
Priya Nath Mehta
S/o,
HH Shri Bhola Nathji
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FROM THE MEMOIRS OF HH SHRI BHOLA NATHJI A GREAT SPIRITUAL LUMINARY IN WHOM PEOPLE EXPERIENCED GOD.
==========================================
Since HH Shri Nathji was a Divine Being it was but natural that the powers of evil make their onslaughts upon him from time to time. Just like it is natural for the darkness to try and blow out the lights that glow in it.
On the 9th of August 1948, Shri Nathji was upstairs in his bedroom, in Mussoorie, writing as usual in the morning. Mateshwari had gone to Hampton Court School to leave the children there.
Downstairs, there was the elder sister of Mateshwari, Veeran Devi. Inside the kitchen there was the frail old Mannu Lal who had come on foot all the way from Sagar hundreds of miles away to be with Shri Nathji on his birthday, and who had stayed on thereafter to serve him.
Suddenly ten people entered the house through the main gate. They accosted Veeran Devi and asked to see Shri Nathji. The unsuspecting Veeran Devi thought that they had all come for the darshan of Shri Nathji. She sent word inside through Mannu Lal.
Shri Nathji saw the men from the window upstairs. He was ever ready to meet anyone who came for his darshan.
Shri Nathji existed only for those who came to him. He immediately began to dress. He dressed hurriedly put on his headdress and achkan, and came downstairs, and went into the open space outside the verandah where the men were waiting for him.
As soon as he came downstairs, his eyes met with a very strange sight. The persons who had entered the Iron Gate of the house were busy locking it from within.
As Shri Nathji made his appearance, they began walking towards him in a group. Sensing that these men had evil intentions, Shri Nathji said in a loud voice that appeared to reverberate from the mountains.
"KHABARDAAR! Let all Be warned! No one dare advance!"
Although HH Shri Nathji was the gentlest and humblest of human beings upon earth, he was also the bravest, and his voice appeared to echo from the heavens itself.
The voice was so powerful and its vibrations so strong, that the ten men stopped in their tracks, paralysed.
The leader amongst them took out a revolver from his pocket and advanced towards Shri Nathji, saying: "I am strong enough, alone."
He placed the revolver on Shri Nathji’s chest and said: "I can shoot you."
“If you do not want good things to exist in India then shoot,” said Shri Nathji unperturbed, “but let me tell you that you cannot fire the revolver. It is in your hand, but your hand is in the hand of God. If it be the Divine Will that I live on this earth and do His work, then you cannot fire the revolver!
"But if it be His will that my work has come to an end, then shoot!”
The man’s hand began to tremble. He felt the presence of a powerful spiritual force that had begun to tear at his very inner being. He could not face Shri Nathji and sought to go around to his back, his pistol still pointing at Shri Nathji.
However, Shri Nathji turned around along with him. This led to a very strange scene – the man encircling Shri Nathji, and Shri Nathji turning along with him, facing his pistol all the time.
At that very instant, Mateshwari appeared on the scene by a miracle. She looked up at Shri Nathji, and Shri Nathji said to her:
"Mateshwariji, these people have come to shoot me! Mataji ye log mujhe shoot karne aaye hain!”
Mateshwari let out a cry and raced upwards towards the assailants in the house. All the ten persons panicked and ran, gripped by an indefinable terror.
Mateshwari had saved Shri Nathji.
Copyright
Priya Nath Mehta
S/o,
HH Shri Bhola Nathji
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