A PERSONAL EXPERIENCE OF SUPER POWER GAYATRI YAJNA’S POTENTIAL

Mathura’s Sushila Devi Mudgal writes that she spent her childhood in the blissful region of her birthplace Peshawar. My youth too was so full of love given to me by my family that I had never even dreamt that in middle age I will face gigantic peaks of anguish and strife. I least imagined that forget attaining life’s joy it would be well nigh impossible to continue remaining alive in such vicious circumstances. The Lord’s Lila’s (Divine Play) and the laws of destiny are very strange indeed.

India was partitioned. Pakistan was a new country that was formed. My life of joy too was divided into 2 pieces. I do not know where 1 piece went away. The 2nd piece was full of pain, suffering and sheer downfall which was given as our share. Destiny snatched away all bitter sweet memories and replaced them with nothing but agitation of the mind and gloominess. India’s partitioning partitioned my life too. And sure enough it was most bitter. When others hear about it, they too experience anguish.

In that time period man had become a demon. It seemed as though humanity and its sacred values had disappeared totally. Innocent and helpless people in hordes were cut down to size like carrots and cucumbers. Accompanied by my small son and daughter I headed for the Rawalpindi Relief Camp along with a few acquaintances. Midway a chaotic situation manifested and bullets were fired at anyone and everyone. My young 3 year old son became a target of this bullet. Like an injured bird his body trembled and shivered for a few minutes and later in a pool of blood ‘slept’ his innocent dead body. Even today after a gap of a few decades when this scene manifests in my mind’s eye I feel as though my shattered heart will try and come out of my body forcefully. I saw this savage and bloody fate of my innocent babes which is the lot of only ill fated human beings. When at the final moment my dying son’s life force was painfully leaving his body every nerve of my body experienced pain equivalent to infinite scorpions biting one’s body. At that time I felt that the best boon God could give me was death only. I prayed in anguish: Lord! I cannot bear this pain and hence please take me to your divine abode. These words continuously manifested from my quivering lips.

The compassionate Lord never allows a true desire to remain unfulfilled which was proved to be true. A second bullet in a flash entered my chest. Further swords too were dug into my body in a few areas. It was like a ferocious lion savagely tearing my skin with its sharp claws. Very shortly the grief of my child’s death and my own wounds turned into a deafening silence. This was because unconsciousness engulfed me and thus became oblivious to the pain and strife of the external world.

I was operated in a Rawalpindi Hospital. Bullets were removed from my wounded body. Even death refused to shower compassion and instead tauntingly left me. My life was saved. From Rawalpindi I was taken to a Delhi Hospital. Avin Hospital and American Hospital for some reason are bound to my destiny for years together. The bullets had shattered my bodily organs so badly that I was like a half dead corpse. The right half of the body was lifeless and my hands, legs and trunk could not move at all. My daily chores were carried out lying listlessly on the bed. Medical complications like kidney pain, less urination, blurring of eye sight, anemia, nervous dysfunction, bouts of unconscious states, bones becoming very weak etc set in savagely. Day in and day out I faced operations, injections and other treatments. For 5 years at a stretch I was hospitalized in Delhi, Agra, Simla, Aligarh, Mathura, Vrindavan etc (India).

At last my health improved a bit and physically I somehow managed to become a bit independent. Thus I was taken home. And yet where was peace and contentment? Many diseases were after my blood so as to say. Bouts of unconsciousness, urine problems, kidney pain, nerve weakness etc refused to release me from bodily agony. I had been given a lot of medical treatment but my mind was dissatisfied. I said to myself: Since my life has been spared we must find a way of overcoming these diseases and their resultant hardships. Medical treatment was persisted with. Simultaneously my mind was now inclined towards spirituality and now I felt more than doctors it was god only who could help me lead a better life. When I heard about some realized saints I somehow managed to associate with them. I prayed that their blessings cure me.

One day (maybe a Punjabi) told me: Everyday a Yajna is conducted at Gayatri Tapobhumi. You should go there regularly. Yajnas help overcome various diseases. Very recently a patient who attended this Yajna came back totally cured. Thus I went to the Tapobhumi and there I found the atmosphere and attitude of its members very sacred and pure. As and when possible I attended these Yajnas. And yet my frail faith was not very sure that my illness would be cured substantially. In the month of May a very big Yajna was scheduled. Many people from outside too participated. A mentally challenged girl from a place called Kanvas in Kota, Rajasthan came to this Yajna along with her father. The Yajna proved very beneficial for her and she was cured in a major way. I was witness to this miraculous cure. Similarly a lady from Bhavnagar, Gujarat who suffered from major epileptic fits for 7 years arrived at the Yajna. In fact 2 ladies had to help her walk properly. After attending this Yajna for 1 month she was cured totally. Acharyaji (our revered author) blesses many sad and sorrowful people via these Yajnas. I was told about this by many people but it was only when I witnessed the above cures I too resolved to take part in these holy Yajnas.

I asked Acharayaji: Will my disease also be cured like those 2 women were cured? He answered: I cannot vouch for it emphatically because the Science of Yajnas has almost been totally been lost. And although I have some knowledge about these Yajnas I cannot give any guarantee but I can assure you that the sacred fumes of the Yajna will give at least some respite to your disease and to an extent your mind will attain purity. Although this answer did not satisfy me completely yet I resolved to at least give it a fair trial. For 3 months continuously I participated in the Yajna both in the morning and evening on a daily basis. As per Acharyaji’s sage counsel I constantly chanted the Gayatri Mantra, fasted and performed the Anushthan. In those 3 months I benefited so much that my hospitalization of 5 years and its results paled in front of them. At present although my illness has not been cured totally yet I have been cured 80%. My bouts of unconscious states, stoppage of urination etc have disappeared totally. I am amazed that Yajnas performed devotionally can reap so much blessing on the devotee.

In ancient times people cured their diseases via Yajnas and also their desires too were fulfilled. This indeed is a fact not worth overlooking. My husband, my self and daughter regularly participate in Yajnas performed at Gayatri Tapobhumi. We always feel overjoyed while imagining that when Acharyaji actually builds a Yajna Hospital innumerable patients, poverty stricken people, individuals with material problems etc will greatly prosper with its compassionate help. May Mother bring that day very speedily so that people’s worries, sorrows etc disappear forever into the thin air.