When my late husband, Raja Bhadri, went to Pantnagar University as its vice
chancellor, I went with him. During our stay there my mother became
seriously ill. I was crying in distress when Baba arrived and relieved
me of my worry by saying, "Don't cry, your mother will
be alright."
Similarly,
in 1964, when my daughter Alka was getting married, I was having some
problems. Without any warning, Maharaj, the worthy of worship, arrived
at my house in Lucknow, blessed my daughter, and then went away. All my
difficulties disappeared by themselves, and the marriage was solemnised
easily, without any further problems.
Later, in 1968, my
daughter Alka was in the middle of a difficult labor. We were all very
worried, for the doctors were helpless and could not assure us of her
safety if she had to undergo a caesarean birth. Just then the adorable
Maharaj arrived and went straight into Alka's room and sat there. By
way of a blessing, he gave her a flower, consoled her, and went away.
After that everything became normal, and she gave birth to a son.
-Rani Bhadri
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