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Urine would go drop by drop and I got some relief. At 4 p. m. I resolved in my mind : "I continue with the Japa of Navakara. If I recover I shall go on a pilgrimage to Kesariyaji."
As I resumed with the Japa, at 5 p. m. one unknown gentleman came and inquired of the cause of my ailment. He said :
"I am inspired by some unknown power to come to you. Though I am not a doctor, I recommend that if you gulp down one handful of salt with very little water, you will win relief."
A dying man catches at a straw. I immediately gulped down salt as recommended, it went down my throat with very great difficulty. But my ailment disappeared in no time. Both the persons who recommended medicine and the Navakara Mantra were just presiding deities - I was firmly convinced of this in my mind. Even the illness came to an end, thanks to the Navakara Mantra.
We two Munis were returning from our pilgrimage of Sametshikharji. In Bihar, the road from Patna to Sasaram was narrow. The movement of cars was also heavy. We inquired about another road. It was found that the other road was on the Ganges and crossing over the bridge was going to Varanasi from the other side. Two men were in our company-one, the rickshaw-driver and another a Jain. After crossing over the Ganga at one place we thought that it was the Ashram of Shri Mahatma and we halted. Really he was a dacoit in the garb of a Mahatma. At a distance of some two furlongs, two or three villages were visible. The fake Mahatma brought some 15 to 20
