![]() ![]() Mother pressed her head repeatedly against the little picture. At once I felt strong enough to bend over and touch Mother’s feet in appreciation of her immeasurable faith in her guru. My nausea and other uncontrollable symptoms disappeared I was well. I gazed at his photograph and saw there a blinding light, enveloping my body and the entire room. “If you really show your devotion and inwardly kneel before him, your life will be spared!” “Bow to him mentally!” She knew I was too feeble even to lift my hands in salutation. ![]() At my bedside, Mother frantically motioned me to look at Lahiri Mahasaya’s picture on the wall above my head. My life was despaired of the doctors could do nothing. While at our family estate in Ichapur, Bengal, I was stricken with Asiatic cholera. ![]() This experience gave intensification to my love. I was blessed about the age of eight with a wonderful healing through the photograph of Lahiri Mahasaya. ![]()
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