My Story

I have a woeful tale to share. I was born into this world blind, deaf, mute and handicapped. However, since birth, I have been taught to adapt to my limitations. I possess a pair of synthetic visual aids, called eyes, which like a horse’s blinders allow me a very short range of sight. I can onl y see objects of a material nature. I was also given a pair of contraptions – ears – which allow me to hear but, like my visual aid, they are not the best. I am convinced that they are faulty or perhaps not accurately connected to my head, as I can hear different languages and sounds but I can’t comprehend them all. I have also been told my hearing aids will age with me and slowly lose their function. As for my speech, I had a speech aid installed called a voice box. It only produces certain sounds which not everyone understands. Besides, the sounds I produce often do not do my thoughts and feelings justice.

As for my physical body, it is pitiful. I have rods called arms and legs attached which operate poorly as they tire easily and are beginning to stiffen. The worst of all is my mind. It has five inoperable tumours attached to it. They have been named lust, anger, attachment, greed and pride. In short, these tumours affect my behaviour by presenting irresistible temptations, feelings of dependency or superiority despite my state, my unquenchable desires all year round – you get my drift.

As I grew, I became accustomed to my incompetence and managed to live a normal life. Sometimes a nagging thought interrupts my sense of normalcy, a thought that something is wrong with me – that there is a missing piece of puzzle in my life. However, with practice, I became a pro at ignoring these silly intrusions.

The twist in my tale began when one fine day, I was told that there is someone who has the ability to cure me. They call him the ‘perfect Master’. Rumour has it that he has travelled from infinity and beyond and is currently setting up shop here on earth. He sees without eyes, hears without ears, talks in a different medium – basically he is different. I succinctly recall my initial reaction of scepticism: I did not need his help! I felt fine the way I was and I have grown to like my funky contraptions. Besides, I was convinced it was another marketing gimmick.

However, as I began to hear more about this ‘perfect Master’, I discovered that his services are free of charge! So at the urging of my friends, I arranged a consultation. After all, I had nothing to lose.

The ‘Master’ examined my pitiful state and assured me that should I follow his treatment rigidly, I would be able to heal myself of my chronic lifelong symptoms. As for the tumours, he assured me that they will gradually shrink to nothing. I would no longer require these cumbersome contraptions to see beyond material objects. Furthermore, I would be able to communicate without words, and travel to regions without any means of transportation. What won me over was the knowledge that I will survive the disintegration of my body and become an eternal being. He will guide me through the journey to where he hailed from – the infinity and beyond. It seemed that I found the last piece of the puzzle that I was looking for.

My initial scepticism eroded. I couldn’t wait to start the course of treatment: to devote ten percent of my time daily and sit in silent contemplation of five words. Furthermore, there were other requisites which, if not followed, would reverse the effects of the treatment. They included leading a clean moral life, earning an honest living, keeping my diet free of meat, fish and poultry products and abstaining from mind-altering drugs.

Fast forward a few years: I am still a patient of the Master. I must say that my initial enthusiasm has dwindled but it is not entirely gone. My goal of seeing myself healed keeps me going. I must admit I can feel the positive effects of the medication. Sometimes, I am able to see flashes of light in the darkness, and hear some sounds with my ears closed. I often experience tingling sensations in my legs and arms too. I go for check-ups when I get the chance and each time I find myself in awe of my Master. He is one loving benefactor who never tires of giving. Indeed, I consider it my great good fortune to have crossed paths with him. If you are one of the lucky few, I wish you and myself a speedy recovery!

This is indeed a great opportunity and everyone who is so fortunate as to receive initiation ought to devote his best time and attention to making progress on the path. The Master supervises the efforts of the disciple, but the effort has to be made by the disciple himself.

In the beginning you should start with love and faith, and keep the mind away from worldly things so that you might be able to draw your attention inside and concentrate at the eye centre. It is by means of our thoughts that we have become attached to the outside world, and it is by the same means that we ought to withdraw ourselves and concentrate our thoughts at the eye centre. The Master is never happier than when he sees the disciple working honestly and faithfully, trying to reach his goal. And of course, his blessings always go out to such a disciple.
_{Maharaj Charan Singh, Light on Sant Mat}