MEETING WITH MAHASHAKTI

The Search for Escape

I was contemplating ways to escape out of the mess I had created.But nightmarish scenes invisible to others were torturing me every moment.Sometimes I would scream seeing Mother Kali hurling a spear at me to pierce my chest.The next moment I would observe that a long shining golden chain was tied around my left hand wrist and its other end was fastened to a tall black phallus of Lord Shiva.That would give me some solace and consolation.When out of uttermost desperation I would chant,"O Mother...!O Mother..!" I certainly heard the simultaneous chanting of "Whore..!Whore....!Whore...!" Indignant at this,I would shout:"Who the hell are you..?"A Muslim old man would instantly pop up and expose his genitals to me..!Then he would drop his striped lungi and point to a tombstone in a graveyard in a most commanding manner.This has remained a mystery for the last twenty-six years. I have been searching for an answer to this for all these years. Even now I vividly remember how he looked.I often ask myself,"Was I a Muslim in my previous birth?Was the Muslim old man pointing to my tombstone...?" Years later my elder brother urged me again and again to take him to the Kadam Rasool shrine in Cuttack.Someone would remind him in his sleep again and again to make a visit to Kadam Rasool. When he reached there,he was very much delighted and said:"I feel very happy here.I feel this place is my familiar and very favourite one.." I was gobsmacked and started pondering the authenticity of his assertion.I had never heard him praising the Prophet nor Islam...!