*“Ashram”*

Taking money out from his book and placing it in my hand, he said,

“Keep this money. I want to come to you. Will you take me with you from here?”

These words were not spoken for himself—Hanumanji Himself was speaking!

He said, “I came into your dream, didn’t I?”

Those were the exact words I had heard in a dream years ago.

Back then He had asked, “Where do you want to take me?”

And then He had placed His divine feet on the land of the Ashram for the very first time.

Hearing His words, it felt as if my breath stopped.

Hanumanji Himself wanted to remind me.

Tears filled my eyes in that moment.

He said,

“When this idol was made and placed here in the temple, they took good care of me.

They gave me food on time.

But now a lot of money has come here!

Politics has started.

Big people have come.

Now no one even asks about me.

They don’t give me food on time.

*“Ashram”*

After sitting inside the temple, I looked at the Mother (Goddess), and I don’t know why, but a strange feeling began rising within me. I had a gold ring on my finger, and looking at it, my mind kept saying, “Take it off and place it at the Mother’s feet.” I would remove it, then wear it again. This went on for a while.

In the meantime, one of my children placed some money in my hand. He had understood that I was going to leave the ring there. So I offered that money instead, and we all got up and came out. I couldn’t understand why it happened. Again and again, I felt like removing that ring.

After stepping out of the temple, happily, we went to see the idol of Hanumanji. As we walked ahead, we saw another Hanuman temple below the idol. We sat down to take off our shoes before going inside. It was the month of December and very cold. I sat down right on the temple floor to remove my shoes.

Just then, my eyes fell on an elderly Baba sitting in front of me. He was looking at me very intently. I smiled at him. He stared deeply into my eyes, got up, came near me and said,

“You are from Himachal… from Kangra.”

He did not ask, “Where are you from?” He directly said, “Himachal, Kangra.”

*“Ashram”*

It was time to register the land! At that very moment, the owner of the second piece of land connected to this one also came. These two owners were brothers. Since one brother was selling his plot, the other family also decided that they would sell theirs too. This was good for me—the land became a little bigger! It was all the divine play of God. I was happy, but I had no arrangement for money. Still, there was a strong belief in my heart that everything would happen in its own time.

Waiting for money took a long time. And then came the time of Covid.

Now everything was shut down. How would the registry happen? How would any work move forward? Nobody knew. But even this phase had come by God’s will. Perhaps it was the time for arrangements to fall into place!

*“Ashram”*

When I went and sat beside him, the first thing he said to me was,

“Do you need land? I have a small piece of land that I now wish to sell. The first person who came to my mind was you, so I came to ask. The land is just enough to build a small house. Would it be of any use to you?”

Without thinking much, I said yes. The land was right behind my house, and he even quoted me a very reasonable price. I was happy to hear that — but I didn’t have any money to give him!

Still, trusting in my Guru, I said yes.