About fifteen years ago, that night is still as fresh in my memory as if it just happened. It was not an ordinary dream, but a divine experience—a beautiful blend of devotion, love, and an unspoken blessing.

I found myself standing in a sacred place. In front of me was an incredibly beautiful, enchanting, and almost lifelike idol of Lord Hanuman. Standing near His feet, my heart overflowed with emotion. With deep reverence, I bowed down and touched His feet, and spontaneously these words came out of my lips: “O Lord, how beautiful You are… who could have created such an incomparable idol?”

As soon as I finished speaking, something extraordinary happened. The entire atmosphere seemed to transform. That still idol suddenly appeared alive. To my amazement, Lord Hanuman Himself emerged from the idol. There was a gentle, compassionate smile on His face. Looking at me with affection, He spoke in a soft voice: “Come, where would you like to take me?”

There was such warmth in His voice, as if someone very close was calling me. Before I could even comprehend what was happening, He rose into the sky—and took me along with Him. The experience was beyond words. As we flew through the air, I felt as if I was in the embrace of a divine power—completely safe, fearless, and filled with bliss.

Within moments, we descended behind my house, at a place that looked like a forest—dense bushes all around and tall trees standing silently. There, I stood watching the Lord.

Hanumanji slowly walked ahead, then paused for a moment. He turned back and looked at me. His gaze carried love, blessing, and a profound divine seriousness. Raising one hand in blessing, He said: “Do not come beyond this point.”

There was no command in His words, but a deep meaning—as if He was indicating an invisible boundary, beyond which it was not right for me to go. Saying this, He moved forward and suddenly became still in the form of a vast, magnificent, and divine idol—so grand that my heart filled with awe and reverence. It felt as if the Lord Himself had chosen to reside there forever.

At that very moment, my dream ended.

When I opened my eyes, my mind was still immersed in that experience. My heart carried a unique sense of peace, as if I had been touched and blessed from within. Even today, when I remember that dream, it feels like it was not just a dream—it was a sacred meeting between me and my Lord, where love, faith, and devotion came together in a divine form.

…to be continued!

Victory to the Divine! Glory to Lord Shiva!