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   Suddenly He became grave. He asked me to move a bit to the back and called an   
   young man called Bishambhar who was then a Science student in mathematics and   
   is now an officer in the of Police department, some where in India, to sit in   
   my place near the    
   front.   
      
   Let me say a few words about this man. I had only a nodding acquaintance with   
   him in those days. He was was from a middle class background and faced very   
   sharp opposition from his family and village when he joined Ananda Marga. They   
   would not allow him    
   to sit for meditation and would always criticize the organization. He was by   
   nature a reticent person with strong likes and dislikes, and remained always   
   in a sentient mood. He possessed an overwhelming love of people and often   
   cried to Baba about his    
   inability to adjust with the calculating ways of worldly people.   
      
   That day, Baba asked him to sit in siddhasana, close his eyes and concentrate   
   at the ájiná cakra. Suddenly He ordered, "Utho!" which means "Rise!". Next   
   without touching, He ordered the kun'd'alinii to pass through all the six   
   plexi, commanding, "Muládhá   
   ra! Svádhis't'hana! Man 'ipura! Anáhata! Ajiná! Sahasrara!". Finally He   
   commanded in Hindi, Dhiire niche ao. ("Come down slowly").   
      
   Bishambhar gave a sharp shout, "Hum!", that conveyed an air of courage. He   
   arched his back, and, unable to withstand the vibrations, fell backwards with   
   both legs out-stretched. I knew from the writings of Paramahamsa Ramakrishna,   
   that the body in    
   nirvikalpa samadhi becomes very stiff and one cannot speak. So I stealthily   
   tried to feel his limbs but was a bit afraid of Baba. Suddenly Baba told me   
   not to be afraid and to examine the body as I wished.   
      
   To my amazement, I found his body very, very stiff. Baba turned to Acarya   
   Dasarath and explained, "When one goes into nirvikalpa samadhi, the body   
   becomes stiff" Dasarathji also examined the body and confirmed the stiffness.   
   Baba left the jagrti saying    
   that we should massage Bishambhar’s body until he regained consciousness.   
      
   Some time later Baba told a householder Margii that He had performed the   
   demonstration for the benefit of someone else in the room. Little did anyone   
   know that I was that person!   
      
   More surprises were to come. When Bishambhar came out of samadhi, I pestered   
   him for nearly an hour, and also on several subsequent occasions, to get a   
   satisfactory account of his anubhuti. He would say only that it was "unique",   
   which was confirmed by    
   his tears of joy.   
      
   "First comes the divine ecstasy and then the divine inebriation," said   
   Paramahamsa Ramakrishna. Recalling his further words, I asked Bishambhar if he   
   felt as though he had left the solar system and passed through many celestial   
   bodies and galaxies until    
   merging into an ocean of divine light. He replied it was not just that but   
   something more. Pushed further, he described feeling clearly that "I am not   
   this 'I' who is in the body." After a lot of pestering, Bishambhar, who tends   
   to be a man of few words,    
   terminated the discussion with, "Yah goonge ki gur hai?" ("If you feed a dumb   
   person molasses, how can they describe the taste?").   
      
   Language is a very poor medium to express such an experience. I can say that a   
   rasagulla and a jelebi are sweet, but I can never adequately express the   
   difference between them.   
      
   Over time, I witnessed many demonstrations of different samadhis: Salokya,   
   Samipya, Sayujya, Sarupya, Sarshti, Kaevalya, all collectively known as   
   Savikalpa Samádhi; Brahmananda, Kankalamalini, Tanmátrik, Apluta, Samprajináta   
   and Asamprajináta. He    
   demonstrated all these just to explain the difference in the experiences.   
      
   For me, all these demonstrations only intensified the mystery that was Baba. I   
   wish to describe another demonstration conducted in 1965. A high school   
   headmaster, Mr. Tej Karan (from Kotah, Rajastan), came to Jamalpur and stayed   
   ten days. During his stay    
   he wrote a letter every day to a Margii who was an officer in the Indian   
   Administrative Service. His first nine letters carried the same message:   
   "Today I saw nothing to prove the extraordinary qualities of Baba. I will stay   
   another few days." In the    
   ninth letter, he wrote, "Tomorrow will be my last day. Until today I have seen   
   nothing to make me believe in Baba."   
      
   On the tenth day, Baba announced in the jágrti, "Tomorrow, one of us is   
   leaving Jamalpur." Then looking in the direction of Tej Karan, "You see, in   
   order to see a miracle you have to be a miracle yourself. If I purchase a   
   first-class ticket for a movie    
   and hand it over to a blind person, will it be beneficial? There is nothing   
   miraculous in this world. When people with limited understanding perceive a   
   phenomenon quite unknown to them and beyond their capacity to understand, they   
   call it a miracle."   
      
   Then speaking directly to Tej Karan, Baba said, "You have no strength in your   
   body or nerves. Even if I wanted to give you something, you lack the power to   
   withstand it. But still I will do something."   
      
   Then He called, "Tej Karan!", simultaneously snapping His thumb and index   
   finger. Instantly, Tej Karan collapsed on the floor and started twisting and   
   twirling like a serpent, as though he had no bone in his body. Even eight   
   strong men could not bring    
   him under control. A very strong sannyásii was thrown away like a feather in   
   the attempt.   
      
   Finally he became quiet. Before leaving the room, Baba asked us to massage him   
   and give him hot milk after he recovered consciousness.   
      
   After one hour Tej Karan could sit up. Then I asked him to describe the   
   experience. He said that a strong light emanating from Baba had passed into   
   him, electrifying his body from head to toe. A wriggling snake as tough as a   
   steel rod (the kun'dalinii)    
   started rising from his muládhára cakra at the base of his spine and pushed   
   upwards like a "piston moving in a steam engine." The flow of energy was so   
   strong that he felt it could light many powerful bulbs. At one point he felt   
   that he might explode    
   like a bomb. Unable to assimilate the vibrations, he collapsed and was lost in   
   an ineffable ocean of bliss.   
      
   Needless to say the tenth letter he wrote was positive! He was a double MA.   
   and a very rational man, but after that experience, he would declare in   
   superlatives to all sorts of people, that Baba was Parama Purus'a. Cynical   
   persons declared that he was    
   out of his senses. In fact he remained divinely intoxicated for several   
   months, and it took more than two years for Tej Karan to regain normalcy.   
      
   Baba gave these and many other dramatic demonstrations to facilitate the   
   progress of disciples on the spiritual path. It cannot be claimed that they   
   were public displays of miracles.[11]   
      
   In early February of 1969[12], in the Ranchi jagrti, I watched Baba conduct   
   three death demonstrations. The modus operandi was that Baba would call   
   someone attending the general darshan and ask that person to sit in front of   
   Him He then would announce, "   
   I am going to conduct the death demonstration." Then without touching the   
   person's body, He would order nine of the vayus (vital airs) - prán'a, apána,   
   samána, udána, vyána, krkara, nága, kurma, devadatta - to leave the body. (The   
   tenth vayu, dhanainjaya,   
    leaves only after the disintegration of the corpse on the funeral pyre or in   
   the grave.) As the váyus left one by one, the subject would start gasping for   
   breath, frothing at the mouth and ultimately fall down, dead!   
      
      
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