A Visit To Varanasi

Neeb Karori Baba MaharajjiThe Maharaja of Vijayanagaram and Devkamta Dixit ji were both on the board of directors of Prem Lal's paper mill. They were also good friends, so when the Maharaja passed away, Dixit ji wanted to got to Varanasi to offer his condolences to the family. However, he hesitated to do so since he had not met them before.

After a few days Baba came to his house and said, "You didn't go to Varanasi?"

Dixit ji explained the difficulty. Baba said, "Come I'll go too. I'll also let you have Shankar's (Lord Shiva's) darshan." When they arrived at the Maharaja's mansion in Varanasi, Baba said, "Don't take the car inside. I'll go to the temple of Sankatmochan Hanuman."

Baba's Darshan In Hanuman's Murti

Neeb Karori Baba MaharajjiI came to Kainchi with my wife and two children, aged six and four, after hearing about Baba from Devilal Sah of Nainital. After we bowed before him, our children prostrated at Baba's feet. Baba put his hand on their and blessed them saying, "They will make good progress in life and will attain high positions."

We were pleased to hear Baba's blessing. After this Baba said to me, "You are an atheist. You do not believe these things."

Agreeing with him, I said that I had no faith. Baba at once bade us farewell and said, "Go now, have Hanuman ji's darshan in the temple."

On our return to the temple, we did not see hanuman ji at all. In the place of the murti, we had Baba's darshan in person. We were struck speechless with wonder at this spectacle and had darshan for sometime before leaving the temple. This event changed our lives.

                                                                                                            - Colonel S.S. Chinvan

Baba's Darshan In London

Neeb Karori Baba MaharajjiOne day I was travelling by a double-decker bus in London and had occupied a seat near the entrance. There was nobody by my seat and the conductor was on the upper deck. the bus was almost empty. Suddenly the bus stopped and an old beggar got on. He was wearing many layers of tattered clothes and was holding a red and blue blanket in his hand. He stood in front of me and looked at me with a gentle smile as if saying, Move aside I want to sit by you. I moved aside and he sat down.

I do not like staring at people, so I turned my face a little and peeped out of the window. At the time I thought, what a lovely smile he has. How nice that old man is! The words old man turned my thoughts to Maharaj. I had always heard that he was known as "the old man with a blanket", so I turned my face to see him again and was surprised to see that the seat by my side was vacant. It had only been a few minutes. Where did he disappear ?

Dr. Bhonsle

Neeb Karori Baba MaharajjiDr. Bhonsle, who was renowned for the treatment of incurable diseases by massage, was involved in a political movement during the struggle for India's independence and had to go underground.

While the police were searching for him, he took shelter in a dharamshala (rest house for people on pilgrimage) in Rishikesh and had to remain there without food for several days.

All of a sudden Baba came and as if he knew him very well, said, "Oh, you are famished. You haven't had food for several days. Come."

He took him into an adjoining room where a plate of food was already set out. When Bhonsle finished eating, Baba said to him, "You run away from here now. The police are coming after you." Baba then asked him, "Where will you go?" and without waiting for a reply, he said, "Go straight to Tibet, crossing the Himalayas."

Awakening India

Neeb Karori Baba MaharajjiOne day during the Chinese aggression against India, I saw Baba in a house in Allenganj, Allahabad.

Sitting by his feet I was brooding over the morning news. The Chinese forces had penetrated deep into the country via Tejpur, and the Indian army, caught by surprise, was not able to hold them back.

Depressed by this state of affairs, and the crisis it caused I expressed my disappointment to him. He simply said, "India is a country of saints and follows the dictates of religion. Communism cannot stay here. China will go back."

I thought, how indifferent we Indians are even at a time of crisis, and felt further saddened. I humbly expressed my doubts and asked, "Baba, why has China invaded India if it has to go back?"

His prompt and brief reply was, "To awaken you." It did not satisfy me, but I kept quiet.