My perambulatins took me to the North- East and there in the country side I first heard the name, Ma Nandita. This was how all country floks called her. It seemed to stir some past memories. I had never met her before, this I was sure of, yet as soon as I would hear someone say- Ma Nandita, some strange feeling would grip me. I enquired from at least a score of villagers and each would delightfully burst into encomiums for the lady. This only served to magnify my curiousty and finally I decided to call upon her. I reached her place and as soon as she saw me her face lit up with joy and she said-‘ You have come!’
She must have been not more than fifty, give or take a year, Her hair was jet black, streaked with a few silver strands, Yet her face radiated with youthfulness and motherly compassion showered incessantly from her eyes. Despite the initial feeling of discomfiture, due to her almost smothering motherly love, I took liking to the gentle lady. I stayed there for a night, then another and another till it was a week before the wanderlust in me surfaces again.
The first night I was a eager enthusiast, craving to know something of the spiritual realms from Ma. I questioned her, probed her and tried to know all I could. This enthusiasm lasted for two more days where after I would sit silently and she would keep telling me new thing. I wished to discuss, to argue but my limited knowledge had run out and I was forced to be a mere listener. Finally one day my patience ran out and I told her that I was leaving.
A look of concern flashed on her features and she said, “Why are you going? And where shall you go?” I myself didn’t know the answer, but I did not wish to look like a fool before the sagacious lady, hence I said, “Flowing water and a Yogi can never be stopped, Ma.” And before the words were out of my mouth I knew that I had ended up looking even more foolish than if I had accepted my helplessness. The painful look that came into her eyes tore at my heart. I wouldn’t have felt more embarrassed if she had slapped me. “Is this what your Guru has taught you?” she asked. I was too stunned to try any more gimmicks and plainly I told her that I had no Guru.
The words seemed to act like magic. The look of pain evaporated from her eyes and was replaced by the same old motherly love. She stood there lost in deep thought for some time, and then asking me to sit down she went into her small hut. I did not have the heart to disobey her and quietly I sat down outside. It was mid-day and I waited till sun-set. Still there was no sign of her. Night started to creep in and I feared lest she was unwell. But I seemed to be under as strange spell and did not have the courage to get up and go inside.
It was almost midnight and I must have dosed off. There was a sudden ristling movement and in a moment I was wide awake to see Ma emerging form her hut. Here face shone with a divine glow and I looked at her with my mouth agape. Without uttering a single word she motioned me to follow her and started off at a brisk pace along a time-worn path that went uphill The climb was strenuous and at last reaching a spot where there was a large flattopped rock she stopped. “Go and sit there”, she said I obeyed and a few feet from me she assumed her seat, facing away from me. without turning her head, she strictly in some Mantra recital.
It was a moonless night and very dark indeed. Yet an ethereal radiance seemed to dance all around Ma Nandita’s seated from. I was curious what she was doing but soon the curiosity gave way to anger and irritation under the fierce on slaught of bugs. I dared not to get up or make noise hence I let the bugs have a feast. Very soon my head started to nod and I was lost to the world. What woke me up was a terrible sound ‘Dhumm!’ And when I opened my eyes in shock, I saw a bewildering scene before me. I had to pinch my skin hard to convince myself that what I was seeing was no nightmare.
Ma Nandita sat as before a few feet away, but right before her a mountain of a human form seemed suspended in midair. It was a woman, dark as the rain clouds in complexion and her belly swollen to amazing proportions. Here mammoth form was clad in deer skin and strigs of sea shells adorned her neck, wrists, arms and ankles. The whole of her forehead was plastered with layers of vermilion, blood red in color, and a similar ruby radiance poured out of her grotesque form.
Even more frightening and awe striking than her form was her way of breathing. She did it with her mouth and with such force that it seemed current seemed to run through it till I could take it no more and fainted. Somehow I managed to find my way back and when I reached the hut the sun was just beginning to peer over the eastern horizon. She sat there, with child-like innocence at the doorstep and looking at her love-filled face my anger too subsided.
Nevertheless I did complain why she had left me all alone. She only smiled at me and went inside to return with a bundle. “Here take this! And go where you wish to.” I untied the cloth and found in it a Yantra inscribed on a copper plate, a Gutika and rosary with strange beads. When I looked at her questioningly she said,” It maters not whether one is a Sanyasi or householder. Both are splendid lives, But it is never good to be a dependent.
This is a special Yantra and a Gutika. On the fourth night of the dark forthnight of a lunar month place these two on a red cloth and chant the Mantra. Do this regularly and this shall fulfil all your needs. Remember, it befits not a man to be dependent on others. Then she recited the Mantra and asked me to leave. “But Ma where shall I go?” I asked. She burst into merry laughter and said.”Don’t you worry son, your stars shall direct you.”
And how true her words proved to be, for only a few months later I came into cantact with Param Poojya Gurudev Dr. Naraya Dutt Shrimali. It was he who revealed to me that Ma Nandita had gifted me with not just the glimpse of the Goddess Shakambhari, but also Her Sadhana, which as I have experienced, can help one restyle and ornament one’s material life with all comforts and riches. indebted to the loving mother who without asking gave me such a wonderful boon. And how true were her words that my stars would direct me, for I have reached the feet of a Sadguru whose mere presence in my life has made a desert bloom into as oasis. Thinking of Ma, sometimes I wonder how many others are there silently guiding lost souls onto the right path fo Sadhans? Who was this Ma, why had she helped me, was she some divine soul from the Spiritual land of Siddhashram? I have myself had the vision of one Goddess, Shakambhari, Gods and Goddesses sure are real, Will I be able to have a glimpse of any more?
My spiritual quest is on and in fact in the loving guidance of Revered Gurudev it is in earnest now. For the time being I feel delighted to be blessed by the Goddess Shakambhari who bestows no less then 14 boons, namely-handsome and beautiful spouse, sons and daughters, victory over enemies, wealth, comforts, spiritual enlightenment, pilgrimages to holy places, a kind charitable disposition, a Sadguru, and salvation after death.
According to Revered Gurudev besides the forth day of the dark fortnight of a lunar month, this Sadhana can also be tried on a 15-01- 2014 or any Tuesday on same fortnight. There are no strict rules for the Sadhana. Only one needs a Shakambhari Yantra, Karaali Gutika and Shakambhari Mala. The sadhak must place these in a copper plate and offer water, vermilion, rice grains and flowers on them. Then picking up the rosary one must chant 21 rounds of this
Mantra-
Om Hreem Kleem Kleem Hreem Mahaadevyei Phat
Try it in the night and the next day throw the articles in a river or pond. The form of the Goddess might look frightening but she is very gentle and kid at heart. Hence have no fear and try the Sadhana with an un doubting and devoted mind.
It is mandatory to obtain Guru Diksha from Revered Gurudev before performing any Sadhana or taking any other Diksha. Please contact Kailash Siddhashram, Jodhpur through Email , Whatsapp, Phone or Submit Request to obtain consecrated-energized and mantra-sanctified Sadhana material and further guidance,