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Sri Agastya Naadi Samhita

A Mind – boggling miracle

CHAPTER NO. 1

Sri. Agastya Naadi Samhita

A mind - boggling Miracle

In today’s world of science, if just from the impression of your thumb

somebody accurately tells you, your name, the names of your mother, father,

husband/wife, your birth-date, month, age etc. what would you call such

prediction? Would you regard it as an amazing divination or as black magic?

No, it is neither black magic nor a hand trick. Such prediction, which

defies all logic and boggles one’s mind, forms the subject-matter of the

Agastya Naadi. Those predictions were visualised at different places by

various ancient Sages, with their divine insight and factually noted by their

chosen disciples, thousands of years ago, to be handed down from

generation to generation. This great work makes us realize the limitations of

human sciences. That great compilation predicting the future of all human

beings born or yet to be born, eclipses the achievements of all other sciences

put together!

Naadi is a collective name given to palm-leaf manuscripts dictated by

ancient sages predicting the characteristics, family history, as well as the

careers of innumerable individuals. The sages (rishis), who dictated those

Naadis, were gifted with such a remarkable foresight – that they accurately

foretold the entire future of all mankind. Many scholars in different parts of

India have in their safekeepings several granthas (volumes) of those ancient

palm-leaf manuscripts dictated by the great visualizing souls, alias sages

such as Bhrugu, Vasistha, Agastya, Shukra, and other venerable saints.

I had the good-fortune to consult Sri. Agastya Naadi predictions. It

was an unforgettable experience. Perhaps I was destined to publish this book

to share with readers the amazing information about the predictive expertise

of the Agastya Naadi concerning the careers of persons born or yet to be

born.

I was transferred as a Wing Commander to the Air Force Station, at

Tambaram near Chennai (Madras) in July 1993. The Agastya Naadi

Nilayam (Centre) was about 3-4 kms, from my residence. I got that

information from local contacts. One day, I called at that centre in the

morning. The attendant took my thumb impression on a piece of paper. I was

called in after an hour. One Naadi- reader, holding 50-60 palm-leaf

manuscripts, tied in a bundle and held between two wooden strips of footrule

size, started conversing with me in superfast Tamil! When I informed him

that I did not know even the A, B, C, of Tamil, the inmates asked me to call

later that day. In the afternoon, my wife and a photographer too

accompanied me. We had to wait for about 2½ hours as the reading of

predictions of other visitors was in progress. The photographer who could

not wait for long, took 3 snaps and left. When my turn came, I requested

some of the visitors there to act as interpreters and the reading started. An

interpreter should preferably accompany non-Tamilians. The Naadi-leaves

are about 10-11 inches in length and 1 to 1½ inches in width. They are

flexible, being made of palm-leaves used for making hand-fans, after due

processing. The matter is written on them in 6 to 8 lines, leaving some

margin, with a long thick nail held in the fist. The script is a runningcontinuum

written without lifting one’s hand. Paying homage to Sage

Agastya, the reader started reading the matter

etched on the leaves, inquiring from me whether my name began with

consonants p, ph, b, bh etc., whether the name of my mother contained fourletters?

Whether my father had expired? etc. Whenever the reply was in the

negative, the reader used to discard that leaf and read the notings on the next

one. On that day he discarded about 200 leaves when my name was not

found quoted in any of them. They then asked me to return after a month.

Accordingly when I called at that centre after a month, I came to know that

the leaves (Pattis) pertaining to my thumb impression had been received

from Sri. Lanka. During the intervening period, I had an opportunity to hear

the predictions concerning other visitors. I thus got used to those predictivereadings.

This time also the first bundle did not bear my name. In the second

bundle, after 5 or 6 leaves, in one leaf, the reader read out the name of my

mother – Mangala, father – Janardan, my name – Shashikant and wife’s

name – Alka; I have one son and one daughter and that I would come to

seek the prediction at my age of 45 etc. Later followed the name of the

Samvatsar, (Hindu calendar year) as Virodhi, Adi Maasam (the Hindu

month of Ashadha), the 16th day, Sunday, Chitra Nakshatra (Star), Dhanu

(Sagittarius) lagnam (Ascendant) and Kanya (Virgo) Rashi (Birth Sign) etc.

A thick, 40-year Tamil almanac was lying nearby, which corroborated the

above details as accurate to the minutest detail. My date of birth, 31 July

1949, as per the English calendar also tallied. The reading about my life

continued. Facts such as my being the eldest child, my children’s schooling,

my being educated and working in the nation’s defence services, in a high

position etc. were all mentioned very clearly. Further on, he told me my

birth-chart at at the time of my birth. It matched with the one I was carrying

with me. There was no doubt that my specific leaf (Patti) was located among

millions of other leaves. That reading took a lot of time. So I was asked to

return after 2 days. In between they were to jot down the matter from the

leaf in a 40-page notebook. By that time a reader, Sri. Rajendran who knew

English had also arrived. They read the notings in ancient Tamil from the

notebook, explained the same in modern Tamil, and interpreted the meaning

of 3 to 4 sentences together in English, which was simultaneously recorded

on an audio tape. Finally, he bowed and handed to me the audio tape with

my future recorded therein, in Tamil. For all that I had to pay Rs. 100 plus

Rs 25 for the tape. So the total expenditure was only Rs. 125/-.

In that general chapter (which dealt with the Ascendant in my horoscope),

Sage Agastya had directed me (the Jataka), to read the subtle and detailed

information contained in other Kandams (Cantos). That aroused my

curiosity to ascertain the predictions in other Kandams, which dealt with

various houses in my birth-chart. The subsequent Kandams (chapters)

revealed that each Kandam prediction was recorded in 15-18 verses

containing 60-70 lines. The first chapter described the person whose future

was being narrated and mentioned some horoscopic details such as, Dhanu

lagnam, Kanya rashi, and my name- Shashikant. Every detail was accurate.

There was no chance of any mistake. Thereafter, some important incidents

of my life were read out from that chapter. After that, there was a clear

mention of my earlier birth’s sins and good deeds, and their effect on my

current birth’s good and bad deeds and planetary positions etc. About the

future, there was a mention of a single year or a group of years.

In my case, at the beginning of chapter one, there was an accurate

description of some incidents in my life, e.g. the undue delay in my

promotion, break in children’s education, my wife’s skin disease (an allergy

leading to itching) and mishap to my vehicle. (A few days earlier, a vehicle

coming from the opposite direction collided with my car. However, due to

my presence of mind the vehicle alone was damaged, while all the members

of my family remained unscathed). Then there was a mention of a courtcase!

(Initially I could not believe, as to how I could be involved in any

court case while being employed in the Air force?). But after racking my

brains I recalled that I had indeed deposed as a witness in some case before a

Court-Martial. The mention of those very graphic and verifiable past-events

convinced me that my past was accurately recorded in those predictionstrips.

A narration of that gratifying experience by me induced a number of

my colleagues from the Air force to visit the prediction-centre. All of them

returned highly impressed.

Those predictive texts also contain a chapter recommending certain

pilgrimages or prayers, worship and charities at specific shrines, to atone for

one’s past sins. Whether all those suggested remedies are truly effective or

they have any commercial angle, needs to be considered.

I would welcome correspondence from readers and others who had

Naadi-readings from those centres in the South, mentioning their reactions,

thoughts, experiences, suggestions etc.

Wing Commander Shashikant Oak and his wife while observing

their Naadi Patti.

CHAPTER NO. 2

Structure of the Naadi Notings

This book aims at imparting information about Naadi Shastra

(Science) and answering questions arising therefrom in the common

man’s mind. Such efforts have already been made earlier by a number

of scholars and talented people. Compared to them, this author is a

novice and totally lacks any knowledge of astrology. The author can’t

even cast a horoscope. However, this author is certainly curious and

inquisitive about the Naadi shastra.

Among the various characteristics of man, one is “his obsession for

probing things unknown. From ancient times, man is obsessed and eager for

seeking more and more knowledge. He has succeeded too. It is an unending

quest.

India’s contribution to this search of the unknown is very important.

India has a tradition that has always kept alive its link with the unknown.

India is not just a nation, a country, or a piece of land. India is much more

than that – something symbolic, poetic, and talent-invisible! The reason is

that India is the only country in the world, which has concentrated on and

devoted its entire talent and intelligence in the search of the truth. For

thousands of years millions of people have been making efforts towards

that single objective. For that, they shunned riches, adopted poverty, risked

ill-health etc. But they never gave up their search

for the truth. The divine, blissful vibrations of all those sages are always

present in the atmosphere here. They include saints, mahatmas, rishis,

munis, gurus, scholars, great poets, painters, and talented intellectuals who

were the medium of Divinity. They have obliged mankind by opening up

various avenues to divine knowledge. But to grasp that divine knowledge, it

is necessary that one attain a certain high standard of moral behaviour,

asceticism and knowledge.

Of the many aspirations that humans have, one is to peer into one’s

future. A number of sages (rishis-munis) have dwelt on that in a number of

ways. One of its outcome is the science of Naadi.

Needless to say that these rishis-munis were experts in the science of

Yoga, which describes the different states of one’s being. If we grasp them,

some light can be thrown on how the Yogis get or may be getting the

knowledge of ascertaining and recording the future of every human being.

That is just a small part of that vast store of cosmic knowledge.

How do they acquire that extra-sensory knowledge? In order to

understand that, one has to know in detail the composition of the subtle body

of man. Man’s personality has seven facets.

First facet –

one’s gross body (Physical body)

Second facet –

the subtle body – space body (Etheric body)

Third facet –

extremely subtle body (Astral body)

Fourth facet –

Manas Body (Mental body)

Fifth facet–

Atma body (Spiritual body)

Sixth facet –

Braham body (Cosmic body)

Seventh facet –

Nirvana (Salvational body)

To grasp that arrangement one has to visualize them as one behind the

other, or one within the other.

It is believed that for the first seven years of one’s life, the stress is on

the development of the gross body. Imitation is its basic characteristic.

During that period, there is a lack of development of intellect, emotions and

desires. There isn’t much difference between such a being and an animal.

The physical body of an animal is also developed, but its other facets remain

undeveloped.

In the next seven years, the emotive body is developed. Youth attains

maturity. In the succeeding seven years the subtle body attains development.

That phase leads to the development of logic, thinking power, and intellect.

After the development of the second facet there is some kind of adolescent

maturity. But the third facet leads to the development of one’s rationality,

logic and intellect, because of education, culture and morality

considerations. Probably because of this, the voting age throughout the

world is 21.

The mental calibre of most human beings gets stuck up at that third

stage till death. The development of the fourth, i.e. mental plane does not

evolve in their beings. Experiences of the mental plane are very interesting

and unprecedented e.g. mesmerism, telepathy, clairvoyance, reading the

thoughts in others’ minds, etc. In that state the visual reality is out of

consideration e.g. it is possible to grip a thing in one’s hand

and then transcend its existence. Others’ could be aware of the things in your

hand, but to pull others into your transcendental plane of thoughts would be

impossible. From there onwards one’s own intellectual world begins. The

rules of truth and falsehood of the material world begin to lose their

significance. One is in a trance; unable to distinguish whether what is

happening is real or just illusory!

A number of practitioners of black magic (Mantrics/Tantrics) get

trapped in that state of their mind. They earn a bad name because of their

black-magic power. In that state, one obtains a lot of power (siddhies),

which is known as the awakening of the Kundalini. Modern Physiologists do

not accept the existence of Kundalini, because they are not able to locate and

identify it in the body. What is known as Kundalini is the development of

the fourth state i.e. the mental faculty. One specific result of activation of the

Kundalini is unprecedented, spiritual experiences as also the power to

foretell the future of individuals.

The development of the fifth i.e. spiritual faculty (Atmic body) is a

continuation of the development of the fourth state. Words such as ‘house’

or ‘TV’ are easily grasped because they connote concrete things. But when

one mentions soul alias Atma that becomes incomprehensible. One has no

experience of that and therefore one cannot grasp its meaning. Those who

can comprehend the existence of the ‘soul’ are the persons in the fifth stage

of development who stand on the threshold of the final spiritual liberation

(Moksha) i.e. the final escape. However, some unknowingly stop at that

stage, with a sense of total fulfilment.

For those in the sixth stage, there is a possibility of their crossing into

Moksha, i.e. total liberation and merger into the divine soul i.e. ‘Brahman’.

What is the distinguishing mark of the sixth facet of realization?

Attaining Brahma means merging with the divine soul to feel “I am the

Brahmam”. One step further, alias the leap forward is where there is neither

‘I’ nor ‘Brahmam’, no ‘You’ and ‘me’, where there is Nothing. It is only a

big zero – (total, absolute void), which is Nirvana, the seventh facet.

Stages from the fourth onwards are abstract, like a dream. The mind

works day and night resulting in planning, imagining and dreaming. The

imagination culminates into a concrete resolve and becomes one’s will.

When the ability to dream develops fully, it leads to extra-sensory vision.

(Psychic vision)

To transform a dream into a vision, one need not keep one’s eyes open

since one can sense the things just by closing one’s eyes where dreams seem

to be the reality. One can see things beyond the wall, or one can read another

person’s thoughts. ‘Vision’ here means the ability to see things by

contracting the distance between time and space and to notice or hear of

things with the subtle inner cognizance. From that extra-sensory knowledge

the Naadi authors must have been inspired to visualize detailed happenings

of the future of generations, and note them down on palm-leaves

demonstrating Divinity’s mechanical, methodical and mathematical control

of all happenings in the universe. That kind of service of theirs, to all

humanity is invaluable. They undertook the task in the spirit of sheer

inspired duty sans remuneration or reward.

How did all that happen? How many other sages

were gifted with that prophetic insight? How many others volunteered to

note down those predictions? How long did the task of etching palm-leaves

take? What must have been the etching device? What could have been the

duration of the task? Who encouraged them to read out the same to those for

whom it was meant? What is the pattern of index used, so that the relevant

noting about any person wanting to know his or her future could be quickly

sorted out? A number of such questions arise.

While reading and discussing about the Naadi treatises so far, I have

been able to sense the logic behind the compilation of these treatises. From

whatever I have read or discussed, I dare deduce that there must have been

Gurukuls (residential schools run by several sages and gurus) at various

places under the supervision of Saint Agastya and other Naadi-recorders.

While engaged in the meditative grasping of the Vedas for selfenlightenment

and insight into the future of the Universe, the other subjects

such as Ayurved (Medicine), Jyotirved (Forecasting), Dhanurved (Archery),

Sthapatya (Architecture), Chitrakala (Painting), Nrutya (Dancing) and

Sangita (Music) etc. must have been taught for relaxation from their

concentration in divining the future of all human beings. Some disciples

might have obtained expertise in those subjects. There might have been

seminars at the royal courts, organised for these disciples to participate in the

debates and discussions on those subjects. With a view to make use of these

discussions for the benefit of humanity at large the Naadi- writing must have

been undertaken under the guidance of the head of the Gurukul.

Besides, every morning the guru must have been guiding and leading his 200

to 300 disciples into col-lective mental sorties into humanity’s future.

Because of that, those disciples must have become adept at divining the past,

present and future of all human beings.

Around every seer, there must have been about two to three other

disciples, who might have noted down whatever was seen of the past and

future about human beings. Since such a trance might have lasted for a few

minutes, writing of only five or ten horoscopes might have been completed

on any single day. While compiling all those rough notes and finalizing

them, they might have been discussed, corrected and then noted down as

final notes ready for recording on palm-leaves.

At the same time, the newly-joined disciples must have been engaged

in collecting Palmirah (Tadpatra) leaves from the neighbouring farms or

forests. Later on, classifying them, chemically processing them and

readying them, like reams of paper, trimmed to a standard size and shape

with a hole punched in their surface for tying them together in neat bundles

must have followed.

Some hundreds of disciples – especially trained in the Tamil code

script, must have etched the writings on palm-leaves with a sharp nail

gripped firmly in their palms.

Some other disciples must have been engaged in sorting-out the

palm-leaves into 108 sections, depending upon the variety of thumbimpressions,

and packing them firmly into 50 to 60 palm-leaf bundles

between two wooden strips, secured with a string. Those bundles of

predictions must have been sent to big temples in the state for safe-keeping.

That must have been organised through advance consultations

with the kings of the region. It could also be possible that the ruler had been

a past disciple at the Guru’s hermitage. That noting-job must have taken

hundreds of years, resulting in a compilation of millions of prediction-strips.

(While writing out this account, the author of this book had a strange

feeling that a supernatural power was guiding him).

Those palm-leaves alias Naadi Pattis are available even today, despite

numerous social, political upheavals and natural disasters. Non-availability

of palm-leaves, delay in drafting and finalizing the predictions correcting

mistakes committed by the carvers in hurry, or those arising from some

distractions etc might have naturally hampered the recording task.

There must have been some plan, during different periods of history,

for the safekeeping of these records in different places and regions to

facilitate their perusal by the needy. Some of the disciples of the Gurukuls

must have settled as citizens in different regions carrying those leaves with

them. During the course of time some of that massive material must have got

damaged in transit due to differences of opinion, power-struggle and such

other calamities. A considerable portion of that predictive material must

have been destroyed during the 1000-year-long Muslim invasions. Despite

all such calamities, the Naadi patties are still available in our own day to

foretell the future of all people.

Should it not then be our sacred duty to preserve that precious

predictive record hereafter?

CHAPTER NO. 7

MY EXPERIENCES OF NAADI CENTRES IN NORTH INDIA

During November/December 1994, I left on a tour of Delhi, Meerut,

and Hoshiarpur etc to visit Naadi centres in North India. I reached Delhi by

an Air Force flight and later travelled by bus or rail to other places. I

noticed a lot of difference between people of the North and South; their

behaviour, talk and their views about Naadi astrology.

PANDIT JUGAL JOSHI OF ARUN SAMHITA

The late Pandit Haveliram had his Arun Samhita Centre in

Daryaganj, Delhi. The late Sri. Shantaram Athawale in his book “Naadi

Granth” published in 1965 mentions his address. Pandit Jugal Joshi (son of

the late Pandit Haveliram) received the letter I mailed to that address. His

reply, mentioning the Arun Samhita, which he possessed, invited me to call

on him when in Delhi. On reaching Delhi, I phoned him, introduced myself

and asked for his appointment. When he said he was too busy and asked

me to phone after two days, I informed him that I had published his name

in a book and I wanted to present a copy to him. Thereupon he agreed to

receive me at noon the same day. Although I am familiar with Daryaganj

fairly well, it took me considerable time to locate his house. Finally I

reached a three storey building. That was Haveliram’s “Haveli” meaning a

grand building. There was no board of the Naadi Centre outside.

I went inside. In the central courtyard a baldy man was seen playing

cricket with kids. He came forward. When I introduced myself as ‘Wing

Commander Oak’, he said, “ please be seated in the reception room. I shall

pleasantly meet you.”

The hall was well -kept with attractively laid books. Jugalji sat on a strong

teak wood chair and said, ‘Be brief, some party is expected soon.’ He had

already ordered tea and biscuits from his kitchen. I gave him my visiting

card and a copy of my book. He praised my efforts to locate his postal

address and looked over various chapters of my book. He remarked that

never before had he come across such a detailed treatise on the topic. He

added that he had some information about Naadi Centres in South India but

about the method of locating Naadi forecasts from thumb impressions of

clients, practiced there, he knew nothing. However, he went on debating on

the superiority of the Bhrugu, Surya and Arun Samhitas. He also expressed

regret that of late these Samhitas had earned a bad name in the North. He

was angry with “fake Samhitas”. He added, “Anybody comes up and claims

on oath that he has the authentic Bhrugu or Ravana Samhita etc. But all that

is fake.” I agreed with what he said, because I have gone through the large

volumes available in the market priced at Rs. 2500 to 3500/-. The sellers of

those books do not allow the customer to inspect the book until he has

remitted the price. Because even a quick glance through the pages would

convince one that they are not of the quality of South Indian Naadis. That is

why dealers do not allow buyers to pull out the volume from its silken

shroud and wrapper until they get the full price. Consequently I thought of

a

stratagem. I told him that I found it inconvenient to browse through the

Ravana and Bhrugu Samhita volumes outside on the street, so I showed the

dealer my bank credit card (which he doesn’t accept) and inspected the

volumes (inside the shop), which I had no intention to buy anyway.

Pt.Jugalji explained in detail specialities of the Samhita he had and as to

how Pandit Haveli Ram came to possess it. He said, “My father was sitting

by the side of a fire, when among heaps of scrap-paper being brought out

for burning, a burning piece caught the attention of a Sanskrit Pandit

present there. When he examined it they were identified as pages of a

Samhita. He taught Pandit Haveliram (who was of 8 or 9 years old then)

Sanskrit language and astrology etc. Pandit Haveliram became very popular

in Delhi and Mumbai, because he possessed Arun Samhita.” Pandit Jugal

Joshi honestly confessed to me that he found it difficult at times to grasp

the subtle-meaning of passages in the Samhita. When I inquired repeatedly

whether the Samhita mentioned specific names of seekers he said, “No”. He

slightly changed his stand later to assert that at times names are mentioned

but the Bhrugu Samhita in Hoshiarpur is fake. “ He tried to impress on me

again and again that the Naadi Samhitas available in the South must also be

fake as he alone had the authentic Samhita! Then I had to tell him firmly

that he had no right to condemn other Samhitas as fake. I then asked him

whether he had seen Naadi astrology in the south and the Hoshiarpur

Samhita himself. He said he did not consider it necessary since he got

reports from people that they are fake. “Wait,” he said, “I will show you a

copy of the page from Hoshiarpur Bhrugu Samhita.” He brought out from

his drawer a soiled white piece of paper of a size bigger than a post card. It

looked like a thick blotting paper. On one side of it was a horoscope, while

on its backside there was some writing in Devnagari script, but a bit

complicated one. I examined that paper which was ‘an authentic’ sheet of

the Bhrugu Samhita, though according to Jugalji it was a ‘fake’! He pointed

out to me the names of a girl ‘Tripta’ and her father ‘Ramprakash’ written

there. I started deciphering some words such as “Kaliyugadi, Uchchpadadi

Iti, Bharat Desh, Rajya Bhogo” etc. He appreciated my grasp. Pandit Jugalji

then handed me some more pages from his Samhita. The pages were of

thick, green old paper. The Sanskrit script on it appeared to be difficult to

read. But he allowed me to take a Xerox copy of a page of his Samhita and

of the page from the Hoshiarpur Naadi Samhita. That was indeed an

important gain for me. When I asked him about his fees he said he charges

Rs. 1100/- but added that he increases the fees depending upon the party

concerned. According to him he gets rich Marwadi clients from Calcutta.

Then he exploits them. (In my recent visit in June, 1999 I came to know

that he had shifted to a new residence and has increased his fees to

Rs.5000/-)

I took leave of him but with some bitterness in my mind, because of

his attitude. That Samhita is a dialogue between two persons about the

client’s future, if persons unable grasp the meaning of the contentst,

naturally the people will denounce the Naadi volumes as something fake

etc.

My Experience of The Bhrugu Samhita of Hoshiarpur

I left Delhi to proceed to Hoshiarpur. I alighted at Jallundhar railway

station by midday and got into a bus. On the way I recollected, while I was

serving at Adhampur Air Force Station in Oct. 1972, my senior officer used

to volunteer to accompany important persons to call at the Bhrugu Samhita

at Hoshiarpur. He had also asked me to accompany him. Had I not rejected

his proposal at that time, I would not have been required now to come all

the way from Chennai this time! That indicates how all our movements are

destined! By 2 p.m. in the afternoon I reached the lane of the Bhrugu

Samhita Centre in the Railmandi area. I had heard that all the Bhrugu

Samhita readers stay in that lane. I had sent Warrant Officer Sadhuram to

one Samhita reader-Amrit Anand. Unluckily he was insulted and was

driven out of the premises. I have mentioned that in the first edition of my

book in Marathi. So I decided to visit the centre myself. When I inquired at

the first building in the lane, I was told, “He has gone out”. When

Sadhuram had called there he too had to hear the same plea and wait. I

therefore decided to visit other Naadi readers. I proceeded further to enter a

two storeyed building of Satish Janardan Deo. In that well-kept hall, there

were already 5 to 6 persons sitting on the sofa. I helped myself with cool

water from the cooler there. As I was about to take my seat there, a

message was conveyed to all of us waiting outside, again and again, that

the reading of a Delhi Party was going on inside and so all other

appointments stood cancelled. Among all those sitting outside, was a welldressed

lady doctor who had arrived from Mumbai. She pleaded that

having come all the way from Mumbai by appointment; she ought to get

her reading that very day anyhow. When her appeal was rejected, she

started making angry remarks. I was observing all that. That lady being

really very upset, may be in order to win my sympathy, she confided in me

that having heard a lot about Bhrugu Samhita predictions she had come

there all the way from Mumbai. Thereupon It occurred to me why not I

pass on the information of my book and addressees of Naadi centres to

such a needy person? So I drew her attention to some addresses mentioned

in my book and told her to return to Mumbai and visit the Naadi centres

there and in South India. She shook hands with me as she boarded a taxi to

proceed to Jallundhar Railway Station to catch a train to Mumbai. Tears

welled up in her eyes as she thanked me profusely for the Naadi centre

addresses in Mumbai and South India. She added it could be that her

Destiny made her to visit Hoshiarpur just to obtain those addresses!

When Naadi Shastri Mrs. Satish Janardan Deo emerged out of the inner

Naadi chamber. I requested her for an appointment. She agreed to meet me

after 5.30 p.m. Since there was lot of time in between I decided to walk

back to the house of Amrit Anandji. The house of another Naadi Pandit

Ratish Mohan Shastri was on the way. So I inquired at his residence

whether he was at home. I was told that he wasn’t there. Being a bit

puzzled, I entered the house to ascertain the exact position.In my

conversation with the inmates, I gathered that the Naadi reader

Ratish Mohan is the son of Pandit Gurudayal Sharma and is related to the 6

sons of Pandit Desraj. Out of the 6 brothers 4 had died. The widows of the

expired brothers Janardan Deo and Anand Amrit, namely Srimati Satish

and Srimati Sneh are running their respective centres. I was surprised to

hear that. The Hindi expression, “chale gaye”which I misunderstood to

mean ‘is out of town’ actully meant, ‘he had expired!’ It was exactly

opposite of my earlier experience. At the residence of Babubhai Chhaya

Shastry in Mumbai, when his son Harshadbhai informed me that his father

‘had gone.’ He meant that his father was not at home, though I presumed

that he was no more! When a reader of my published book told me that

Babubhai was still very much alive I issued a correction. Later on in 1995,

Babubhai really expired!That was thus quite a comedy of tragic errors!

Sri. Ratish Mohan was in fact out of town! In his house, I saw a very

impressive oil-painting of Bhrugu Maharshi. I felt drawn towards him with

profound respect. The atmosphere in that house was very good; clean,

white mattresses, multi-coloured garlands, cool, comfortable lighting,

scented environment etc.

There I was informed that Pandit Desraj possessed Samhita Pattis.

Those days, his 6 sons would help matching visitors’ horoscopes with those

in the large size Bhrugusamhita and when matching ones located the

predictions were produced on Post-Card size serially numbered pages.

To avoid disputes among his sons, their deceased father had ruled that all

the volumes of the Samhita should form their common library. Yet the

brothers living separately charged anything between Rs.150 to Rs.350 with

none of them knowing what the others charged! So when I inquiired from

one of them as to why that was so, he inquired from me as to what his

other brothers were charging! That was a funny imbroglio.

Being informed at the house of Amrut Anand that Mrs. Snehji was

out on a group-pilgrimage. I could not meet her. So I returned to the house

of Mrs. Satish, where I met a person who was about to leave her centre. I

hurriedly got introduced and asked him about his experiences. He said, “ I

come here quite often. I have a factory elsewhere. My sister, who is in a

foreign country being worried about her daughter, I came here to perform

Shanti Deeksha for them. A lot of expenditure had to be incurred. Let us

await the result.” But I forgot to ask him his address.

As fixed earlier at 5-30 p.m., when I presented myself at the residence of

Mrs.Satish I was asked to be seated on the other side of a big table facing

Mrs. Satish. The lady appeared to be fatty but fair and with a mien of good

lineage. She spoke Hindi with a Punjabi accent. She spoke with dignity.

Next to her was seated a youth of about 20-22 years. I handed my book to

her. She gingerly said, “I take only 2-3 cases a day. I cannot cope with

more.” I stop working after 5 in the evening. There is an adverse effect on

our business because of increasing terrorism. “ I informed her that I would

like to have a look at the Pattis from a research point of view. She replied

that she does not handle the patties after sunset. Yet because of my repeated

requests, the lady was impressed by my admiration for Naadi astrology. She

went inside to fetch the Pattis. I was offered tea, but the lady did not come

out for long. I was finally told that the patties would not be shown to me. I

then pulled out a Xerox copy given to me by Jugal Joshi, and inquired

whether that was authentic? Her son took it from my hand, looked at it and

remarked, “looks authentic”, while the lady frowned. She asked me how I

had obtained it? I informed her that somebody obtained it from Pandit

Desrajaji, from whom I got a Xerox copy. She said, “ That is improper.”

“May be” I said, “but please read what is written on it” Her son started

reading it. But the lady interrupted saying, “ Sorry, we don’t work after

sunset!” I too had to retort saying, “That is improper.” By that time it was

about 7-15 p.m. When I was informed that the last bus was at 7-15, she

hurried to drop me at the bus stand by their Maruti car. During my bus

travel, on my way back my mind was occupied by the happenings during

the day. The limited working hours from 10 a.m. to 5 p.m.; differing rates

of fees; catering to only three to four clients a day and unnecessary secrecy

surrounding Naadi readings. I wondered how and when would all those

“Galat baten” - improper conventions - would be set right?

EXPERIENCE OF BHRUGU SAMHITA AT MEERUT

I left Jallundhar by Frontier Mail and reached Meerut at 5 a.m. I had

planned to call on Pandit Shivkumar Dixit at Budhana Gate. It was cold in

the morning. I whiled away some time sipping tea till it was broad daylight.

At 6-30 a.m. I reached Budhana gate by a cycle rickshaw. There I noticed a

Hanuman Temple. I asked an aged person squatting among a group there

about the house where Bhrugushastri Dixit lived. But they all pleaded

ignorance saying they had not even heard about Naadi literature. One

person vaguely said, ‘may be near that dilapidated hut.’ I immediately

proceeded there. There I met another old man who said to me that no Dixit

lived there.It is near the Hanuman temple! I came back to the same

previous location! There I enquired the address from a sweetmeet shop

owner. While he denied any knowledge, I noticed a signboard bearing

Shastri’s name. It was there in the adjacent building on the first floor. I

entered the house climbing up an old staircase. The floor of the room lay

scattered, with a lot of things covered with dust rising from some nearby

construction work. That was a bedroom - cum - study room. A number of

books and notebooks were lying on the table and chairs. Sri. Ramesh Dixit,

son of Shivkumar, had just come out of his bed, it appeared. However, I

was offered tea. I showed him my book. He too showed me his interview

published in the ‘Kadambini’ magazine. He continued his father’s

profession while practising law too. So he was very busy. There were heaps

of notebooks lying on his table since 1982 awaiting Panditji’s attention.

When I heard this I pitied them. After a lot of chitchatting, when I asked

him to show me the Naadi Pattis, he first showed me some papers with

typewritten notes, and then showed me Naadi Pattis. Those were written in

ink, in big lettering in a stylish handwriting and were systematically stored.

To my question, whether the Naadi mentioned specific names he responded

affirmatively. Thereafter Panditji entered an inner room. In the meantime, I

glanced over a Naadi Patti there, which bore names such as Madhav,

Narayan, resident of Nagpur etc. I asked him to give me a xerox of the

same. He wondered how it could be Xeroxed since that would damage the

Patti! He told me not to ask for a copy. May be he suspected I might misuse

that copy. I tried to reassure him that I had no malafide motive.

I informed him about the Naadis in south India and how they readily

provide their clients tapes and notebooks of those predictions. When

informed that they charge only Rs. 100/- he said, “it is a wrong thing.” He

dubbed Rs. 100/- as a mere pittance because it induced people to underrate

a very ‘authentic’ Naadi collection that he owned. When I asked him as to

who gave him the right to denounce those Naadis as ‘fakes,’ without

studying those Pattis in Tamil language? He argued that since the Pattis he

owned were genuine others elsewhere must be fakes! He felt a bit awkward

in mentioning his fee as Rs. 1100/- He accepted my horoscope and

promised that he would search for my Naadi and communicate to me the

prediction, but only after those waiting since 1982 had been attended to. I

had no alternative but to wait for a long period. I was shocked at his

attitude of extolling the Pattis he owned as genuine and denouncing those

with others as fake. Comparatively speaking, in South India Naadi

prediction is handled with reverence, faith and honesty. Photographs of

various Naadi Maharishees, and of various religious- symbols are exhibited

at those centers. They mention other Naadis and Naadi readers with due

respect. The strict routine of morning ablutions, bath, worship, talking to

the clientele with due respect etc. are factors, which foster a sense of

affinity and confidence. But for the language problem, the Naadis in the

South and North

could have come closer. However, a large number of people have

been motivated to consult Naadi predictions because of Surabhi

Programme and Japanese Programme on Television channels and my

books and articles. This is no mean achievement!

CHAPTER NO. 9

Enthusiastic Anuradha and Naadi Predictions :

The family of another Wing Commander resided in the quarter

opposite mine. His wife Anuradha is known for her liveliness. She is also

an expert cook, a beautician, proficient in computer science; who speaks

sweet English, Punjabi and Hindi and is very hospitable. Though herself a

Punjabi, she married a Keralite defying the opposition of her parents and

other elders. Both the families, viz. her father’s as well as that of her inlaws

are affluent. Her children are intelligent. So she doesn’t have to attend

to petty household matters such as children’s homework, housekeeping etc.

They own 2-3 types of vehicles, which she uses for her outings. She is

amused when I jokingly address her as the “Lady on wheels!”

I have described Annu, her pet name, in some detail above only to help

readers visualize her personality. One day when the topic of Naadi-reading

came up for discussion between that Wing Commander’s family and mine.

They got interested. They were residents of Chennai for a number of years.

Some near relations of their had obtained Naadi-readings when they visited

Chennai. Induced by others, who had their readings, Annu was to have her

Naadi-reading done. So one day she called at the Naadi Centre. But on her

visit to the Naadi Centre she was fed up with having to wait for 2 to 3

hours. Probably her Naadi took time to get located. That not only

upset her but she also suspected the authenticity of the whole affair. So she

rang up my wife to say that she would be visiting us that evening to inform

us that the Naadi talk was all humbug.

My daughter, Neha was worried. She asked me repeatedly, if I was

not going to lose in the argument with Annu aunti. My wife also used to be

somewhat uncertain. While on the one hand she was confident that I would

be able to dispel all of Annu’s doubts, on the other, she also felt happy that

I was to meet somebody who would bring me back to my senses, since I

was too much carried away by Naadi astrology. We met in the evening.

With a cup of tea in her hand Annu said to me, “Bhai sahab (dear brother),

all this Naadi business appears to be humbug. All those who seek Naadi

predictions are mad and all those who stock them are fools”! She thus kept

on denouncing the entire Naadi business as a senseless craze.

I took all that denunciation lightly, replying with a smile, “ What you

say is absolutely right. To seek to know one’s future is sheer madness.

Those who foretell are there to drive you mad.”

Annu retorted, “These days one finds thousands of fortune-tellers sitting at

the roadsides, in lanes, at fairs and pilgrimages. Why don’t they improve

their own lives by peering into their own future by using gem-rings, and

other talismans etc.? Why do authors of books like “How to become a

Millionaire?” knock the doors of a publisher? After all one has to keep

trying, to get results. Can knocking at the doors of astrologers and paying

visits to Naadi Centres be of any use? I admit that if one knows one’s future

in advance one won’t suffer any feeling of suspense. If while watching a

movie, one is able to anticipate every succeeding scene will not one be

bored? Similarly will not life lose all interest if the future course of events

is all known in advance? If and when a happy future is predicted people

will stop striving.

I replied, “Annu, you don’t probably know that I had directed a

drama in a competition held by the Brihan Maharashtra Mandal in the year

1983 while I was in Delhi. It was titled “Gulam” (The Slave), its author was

the famous dramatist S. N. Naware. I played the main role and also directed

the play. The theme of the play was that the hero was keen to know his

future in advance. The message of the play was “ Don’t be a slave to the

addiction of depending on the predictions about your future. Do your duty

in every given situation and don’t bother about the future.” The dramatist

has on one hand depicted that events do shape as predicted but has on the

other hand shown that those who are told their future in advance, become

inactive.

Hearing that admission from my own mouth Annu’s face lighted up. She

retorted, “That is exactly what I say and feel”. I then argued that I merely

mentioned the theme of the play. What the dramatist had conveyed through

his theme was all-correct. But how had the dramatist depicted the exact

happenings of the events based on astrology? How were those predictions

made? Who was the author of those predictions? What were his credentials

and Qualifications? What was the purpose of his writing the future? I have

been concentrating on specifically these points.

If a person loses his mental equilibrium because of the good or bad

prediction made about his or her future, that person should be deemed to be

undeserving to know the future in advance. But inquiring into how the

future was divined and how it got recorded is a totally different study. That

art could be useful in the betterment of mankind. Naadi recorders have

luckily not bothered about such doubters and objectors.

Thereupon Annu changed the topic and remarked, “Alright, leave it

at that. Why should not the Naadi Centres at least arrange to provide snacks

and tea for those kept waiting? They just don’t care and have no

consideration for visitors’ time. Some of them could even have come

leaving a kitty party, only to be left waiting hungry and idle at the Naadi

Centre?”

I replied, “Annu, that was your reaction probably because you went

there for the first time. Searching for the Naadi Patti of the visitor from his

or her thumb impression takes time. In some cases it is easily available but

in others it takes a lot of time. And matters don’t proceed till one’s Patti is

located. They have to continue searching till they get it. Searching for the

Pattis takes a lot of time, and they can’t leave the search of one visitor’s

Patti because other visitors are waiting. They do have arrangement for

serving tea or coffee, but one has to pay for that.” I told her.

She added, “Forget about that. What I want to convey is that those

people inquire from us a lot of details about our lives and recount them

back to us, as though they themselves had discovered them. “

I had anticipated that comment of her’s because I had heard a lot of

people say the same thing. According to them, the Naadi-reader takes one

Patti in his hand and says you have three letters in your name. One has only

to say yes or no. But inadvertantly one replies saying that there are 4 letters,

not three in one’s name. Is mother living or dead? So he gets the answer to

that too. Then he asks if the name of one’s father begins with pa, pha, ba,

bha, ma, or ya, ra, la, wa, sha? So from such or similar questions he gets the

required information about names and other matters and then with a

flourish as if they have discovered the details they feign to surprise you by

repeating the very names which one has already disclosed to them. They

continue to trick you by telling you your future accompanied by some

sweet words; you pay the fees with great satisfaction and return with a

notebook and a tape.

I told Annu, “ It is not from you alone, I have heard a similar opinion

expressed by the curator of the Madras Oriental Manuscripts library who is

an official caretaker of the Naadi patties recorded by Dhruva, Saptarshi,

Dev-Keralam etc., and I was surprised. I would ask you the same question,

which I asked him namely, “Have you had your Patti (‘Ola’-the Tamil

name), read out to you? He hadn’t. He believed that it was all-imaginary.

The same is your case. You better first verify by obtaining your own (Patti)

predictions after ensuring that they don’t narrate the very details, which

they obtain from you, and then tell me your opinion.

Later Annu obtained her Patti. And conveyed to me her reaction. Her

opinion had now totally changed. She now admitted that her experience of

her own Naadi-reading was “unbelievably miraculous”. She added that

when she saw the very names of her father, mother, and husband mentioned

in that Patti her earlier doubts became meaningless. It is impossible that

they obtained the information from me and recorded it in the Patti. A

Tamil-knowing person can even read the names of persons written on the

Patti.

A few days later, in the course of our conversation, Annu remarked,

“These Naadi-readers are looting people! My mother-in-law, sister-in-law,

and others are very religious people. So far they have squandered over Rs.

40,000/= in obtaining their Naadi forecasts.

In the general chapter, they say that you are likely to face some problems

and experience some bad developments because of your last birth’s sins and

the results of the present-day planetary situation. But you need not worry. If

you carried out the suggested worship and chanting etc. prescribed in the

13th & 14th which are Shanti and Deeksha chapters, those rituals would

ensure a peaceful and happy life for you. With those suggested remedies,

who on earth would not get those chapters read? So once again pay the fees

for each chapter! Thus, if one has com mitted a lot of sins in one’s past

birth, one has to undertake a number of remedies for obtaining Shanti, such

as paying homage at temples, arrange Abhishek on one daity or the other.

To perform the Abhishek to 3 or 4 different gods or goddesses, feed 9

handicapped persons, light a certain number of holy lamps on such and

such a day of the week etc. takes a lot of time and expenditure.

In addition, one has to pay the Naadi-reader, his fee, a dhoti (Lungi),

5 fruits, boxes of sweets etc. Imagine the amount of expenditure involved in

travelling to townships where Naadi Centres are located and living there

until readings are obtained. Annu remarked, ‘Imagine the expenses we

would have incurred in travelling by air-conditioned cars with 7-8 persons!’

What Annu said was absolutely true. Giving ones thumb impression

and obtaining the tape of the general chapter used to cost Rs, 125/= (at least

till August 1994). But undertaking the rituals, spending on the suggested

temples rituals and remedies is quite expensive. And for those who want to

have all the 12 chapters read out, it is certainly a very heavy expenditure at

the prescribed fee per chapter.

It is my guess, that if one has all the chapters read out and carries out

recommended remedies etc, one has to shell out about Rs. 7 to 10 thousand.

The expenditure incurred on places visited and staying there etc is in

addition to that amount. recommended Shanti and Deeksha at three or four

places and besides feeding nine handicapped persons, as also offering cash

Dakshina to 9 priests. The Ganesh Yag- puja etc. all-told, it cost me about 5

thousand rupees.

A number of people asked me, “Dear Mr. Oak, do you also believe in

these Puja, Shanti-Deeksha rituals etc?” Since this is an oft-repeated

question, I would like to record my opinion about them later in this book.

Readers may not bother about who this Annu is, but I would like to

introduce readers from Indian Air Force background about what the Naadi

text says about her with her permission.

“She is born in the Vikari nam Samvatsar, in the Masi month

according to the Tamil calendar, on the 12th day, which was Wednesday,

and the Nakshatra was Uttara Ashadha. She belongs to a good family, and

the youngest in the family.

Parents alive (till 1994). One elder sister of hers is married. She

herself married into a different caste. She has one daughter and one son

both school students. Her husband is an officer in government service. Her

name is Anuradha. Her father’s name is Yograj; mother’s name is Sheela,

and her husband’s name is Govindan. (All this information recorded in the

Patti was accurate) Her husband, Group Captain (then Wing Commander),

P.N.R. Govindan was (then) an instructor in FIS, in the Air Force.”

CHAPTER NO. 11

The Bhrugu Samhita And Me

From my father and others, I had heard of Babubhai residing at Dr.

Bhadkamkar (formerly Lamington) Road in Mumbai. I also recollected

having read his name in my younger days in an article written by the late

Shantaram Athawale. But I had no opportunity to call on him.

I had met with a road mishap in July 1976, in which my wife died of

fatal injuries. So I was at home on long leave. Later, before proceeding to

join my duties in Srinagar, I thought of spending a few days at my sister’s

house in Dombiwali, near Mumbai.

My brother-in-law Sri. Avinash Ranade has also been a resident of my

hometown, living in the same lane and enrolled in the same school. So we

ware not mere relations but intimate friends too. Once, while roaming in

Mumbai, he had an impulse and said, “ Shashi, shall we call on an

astrologer?” I nodded assent and we called at the residence of Babubhai.

That was 27 November 1976. The time was noon 12 O’ clock. When the son

of Babubhai Joshi, Harshadbhai opened the door and inquired whether we

had an appointment? He added that we could not meet him that day. But I

persisted saying that I am from the Air Force and have come all the way

from Srinagar in Kashmir and it may not be possible for me to come again

soon, so please help us to meet him today itself and now. “Ok! Then come

around 2.30 p.m. since he has an appointment later at 3.30’ he said. So we

called there again at the given time. Those days I used to carry my

horoscope in my pocket. I handed it to him. Shastriji placed it in front and

then from his tabletop he lifted a bundle of Pattis, and after praying for a

while, started reading one of the Pattis.

I had thought that on observing my horoscope, Shastriji would go

into his library to fetch out my particular Patti. But even without getting up

from his seat, he pulled out the required Pattis! While talking to us, he said

he had a premonition about our visit. He then inquired from us as to the

language in which he might explain us our future in Hindi, English,

Gujarati, or Marathi? I replied that we would prefer Marathi.

Then he started reading. The first few Patties were discarded since

those contained the names of his other clients and that of their parents. The

details recorded in the next Patti mentioned my father’s name as Jagannath.

When I said, ‘no,’ he discarded that Patti. Thus he went on eliminating a

number of Pattis. Later the details mentioned in one Patti tallied totally,

namely my place of birth-Pune, my Brahmin family, Vashishtha Gotra,

Chittapavan group, birth date - 31 July 1949.

Surgery of my throat at the age of 11 years (I had undergone a

Tonsils operation in the year 1960)

No brother, two sisters (That was correct)

I joined college at the age of 17-18. My employment began at my age of 22

as a gazetted officer in the defence services, especially in the Air force. (All

this was correct)

Will marry with a bride from the same caste. Due to the malefic

influence of Mars, her death will occur at the age of 27 years. Her name

was - Chhaya. (I was married on 2 March 1975 – with Miss Chhaya Behere

but lost her the succeeding year due to a road mishap)

Mother: Mangala, father: Janaradan (alive then),

The client’s name is Shashikant. Accompanying him, is another

person who has had prediction read out to him.

About the future it said:

“Building castles in the air” is his nature. (Later the Agastya Naadi,

in its Chapter No. 11 noted that I would entertain people with imagination–)

viz.

A hobby of drafting crossword puzzles in Marathi and Hindi, on

general knowledge, Sports, Cinema, TV and Languages.

Possibility of a second marriage at my age of 32 was predicted. It

recommended propitiating Mars, so that there would not be any danger

later. (In fact in those days I was reluctant to think of a second marriage.

Subsequently my father performed the Mars Shanti Puja)

The second wife was predicted to be from the same caste, educated, not very

tall, fair, healthy and somewhat of a quick-temper. (All those details proved

to be true in later life)

The prediction said whosoever comes in contact with you at your age

of 14, 26 and 30 may pass away. (Nobody came into my life at the age of

14. But at the age of 26, my wife expired. My first child was born on 29

July 1978, who is still alive! May be because he was born two days before I

completed 29 years of my age!)

In the same reading it was mentioned that I would retire at the age of

55/56, children would get married and my death would ensue at the age of

64 because of heart trouble. (Agastya Naadi seems to be more liberal as

regards life as in its 8th chapter it predicts ‘long life’!)

I was overwhelmed on hearing the above prediction.

How did I meet with an accident? Why did my wife expire? I was

very much eager to know about this. So I paid more money to Shastriji to

read additional chapters. The details recorded therein said that my vehicle

brushing against a quadruped caused my wife’s death. There were actually

three different versions of the mishap.

According to one Maharshee, an animal hit the wife, but the husband did not

realize it. Wife got up out of fear and again fell down in her hurry to run, got

hit on the head and died. The other version stated that an animal trampled

over the head of the wife. The third version stated that, the horns of an

animal wounded the head of the wife and so she died.

The Bhrugu Maharshee version stated that the vehicle hit the belly of

the animal, so the wife lost her balance, fell and died. (I feel that the

Bhrugu version is more accurate.)

It so happened that while I was posted at Chandigarh, accompanied

by my wife Chhaya, I had desired to see the Pinjore garden. That was on

the evening of 11 July 1976. (The Guru Pournima –Full moon day) On the

way back, near the gate of the HMT factory, I suddenly got hit on the lefthand

side of the handle of my scooter. I lost my balance and fell down. The

scooter fell on my thigh. A herd of 4-5 buffaloes being driven by a boy

were proceeding in the same direction. The boy lifted the scooter from my

legs and made me free. When I was hit, I heard a scream from the rear

“Shashi!!!” I was looking for Chhaya in that direction. The light of an

approaching vehicle illuminated the spot where she lay. I saw her lying on

her back in the middle of the road. As I reached her a passing Ambassador

car also stopped. Its kind inmates transported Chhaya by their car to the

Chandigarh Military Hospital.

Luckily, that was a stand-by car of the Home Department of Haryana State,

as I could gather from their ‘walkie talkie’ conversation. Chhaya was

moaning while on the way to hospital. I thought she might have fainted. My

pant was torn, the scooter handle broke but I had only some scratches on my

leg. In the hospital, a Major took charge of her case and I was sent for

dressing my wounds. When I returned from the dressing room, a Major

came and putting his hand on my shoulder said, “Sorry, young man, your

wife is no more!” The medical report said “ skull fracture” caused the death.

Because of the fierce glare of lights of a vehicle approaching from the

opposite direction, a buffalo passing by brushed my scooter from the left. I

lost my balance and Chhaya fell off the scooter pillion; Her head hit the road

and she died.”

In those days, I was also interested in acting in Marathi dramas.

Chhaya and myself used to participate in stage-plays organized by the Air

Force personnel. I was eager to know what the Naadi had to say about that

hobby of mine. It was stated therein that I would get more scope in that

hobby after I completed 32, and would give it up after I was 42. (During the

years 1981-87, I used to take part in dramatic activities every year. From

1990 onwards, I lost interest in drama.) That proves the veracity of the

prediction.

Om Tat Sat

                                                        

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