I Was going via 'Baljuriya Peak' in the foggy night when this wondrous
phenomenon occurred. Since I was dressed only a 'Kopin; the chilly winds made me
shudder from time to time. A ray of light pierced the blanket of fog, and
gradually a figure of a tall lanky man in yellow robes became discernible. For
sometimes he floated in the air, and then began to descend on the icy ground of
Baljuria Peak. After landing on the ground, he began to walk towards me and
within no time he was sitting next to me. His arrival startled me because
everything happened in such rapid succession. I paid my respects to the
celestial being and looked at him inquiringly. When he remained unresponsive, I
decided to lie on the icy bed and watch the glittering stars and planets. After
a brief lull, the Mahatama said, "Aren't you surprised at my arrival? And why is
this sudden interest in the skies?" In a calm voice I replied, Sir : you have
come at your own will, and will leave also at your own will. Initially, I had
many question to ask, but your apparent disinterest discouraged me. So there was
no option for me but to ask the skies of your where abouts. I was not surprised
because many Mahatamas, often travel via the air route. Their movement are
controlled by their will power. And all their power, beget from their
'sanskaras'. Since I cannot have similar 'sanskaras', I should not unnecessarily
show interest in such super human feats".
Moreover, it is not a matter of surprise to me, because almost every day
I see many Siddhas, Gandharvas, Gods and Goddesses flying in the sky. But since
you are a divine 'Purush' I look upon you with great reverence. I know that your
karmas cannot give me any help, I have to enjoy the fruits of my own karmas. My
accidental meeting with you is the result of my sanskaras. And, I am sure you
also agree with me on this point. At this the great man smiled and gently drew
me closer. When I was close to him his quiet, unassuming face seemed quite
familiar, but I could not recollect as to where and when I had seen him.
The Mahatama broke his reserve and said, "I am Kripa Charya. Ashwatthama
must have surely spoken to you about me. Some liberated souls of Mahabharata, by
god's grace, are still moving in this world, and watching it's ever changing
facets. I also belong to the age of 'Mahabharata'. We are the spectators of this
endless 'leela' But, most of the time we reside in the Himalayas".
We then got up from our seats and walked over to Maha-avtar Baba's cave.
Once we were inside, Kripa charayaji became more vocal and threw more light on
Lord Krishna and his enchanting 'Leela's'. The principal cause of Mahabharat was
Lord Krishna. The decadent social system, the atrocities on humans and personal
animosities had resulted into Mahabharata. The occurrence of Mahabharata was
necessary to counteract the effects of the prevalent evils. It gave refuge to
religion and cultural values. During those times supreme importance was attached
to Religion. Today the universe is on the brink of disaster,because the seeds of
war are germinating in the atmosphere" - " Kapil you are an 'advaitva' and since
you belong to the contemporary age you can convey the message of the importance
of religion and culture more effectively. You must tell your country men not to
erase their culture and civilization. Religion fashions culture and
civilization. It inculcates in human, peace and harmony, and strengthens the
ties of brotherhood. Therefore, religion should always be treated with
seriousness Despite these warnings, if people continue to ignore the importance
of Religion, the day is not very far when religion itself will desert them. And
without religion they will cease to have any identity. The adoption of alien
culture only reflects the mental slavery of the people. Since, Indians are still
mentally enslaved, their personality and their thoughts, are brutally
The practise of personality cult is extremely injurious to the freedom of
a nation. Therefore, men should openly condemn this practise and save the
nations down fall.
When India was a slave it had a religion, had a culture of its own But
sadly enough, though India is independent, yet it has no culture of it's own. A
nation which is spiritually, culturally, starving can not give message of peace
to other nations.
Along with Kripacharyaji, I also began to ponder the cultural poverty of
our nation. The fusion of our thought vibrations resulted in the formation of
the sequence of events to come. We could easily discern the predictable pattern
of events in the air. In an enraptured silence we saw the emergence of the
outline of future events. The union of past, and present, had given birth to
'future'. At that moment we could also decipher other thought vibrations which
conveyed the arrival of Mahatamas like Mathuradas Baba, Sarveshvranandji and
other great men. We were warmly welcomed when we reached the cave where all the
Mahatamas were suppose to assemble. Shanti Ma and two other sadhvis were already
seated inside, the cave. When Shanti Ma saw Kripacharyaji, she ran towards him
in great joy. The union of the brother and sister was touching sight for a brief
spell, they discarded the garb of the renunciant, and revelled in the memories
of the past, which their filial bond had evoked. The emotional tide receded, and
they returned to the spiritual world.
The moment we took our seats, the thought vibrattions of other Mahatamas
began to arrive in a flood, very soon, the entire cave was filled with
Mahatamas. Some of them were in their gross forms, and rest of them were engaged
in the creation of causal bodies from the subtle bodies. 'In-habitants' of the
'space' and 'water', had also come to attend the massive spiritual
The arrival of exalted souls like-Buddha, Mahaveer, Christ, Vyas,
Shankaracharya, Shirdi's Sai Baba and many more, made the Himalayas to pulsate
with joy. And this 'joy' was even evident in 'Nature'. Baba Gorakhnath,
Bhairavnath, Yogini Maya and Aghoreshwar Bhairavnath-were the last to
arrive-Nature's joyous mood heralded the arrival of these lofty souls. the song
of the bird,the music in the cascading water falls,the scent in the air, and the
flight of the bird revealed the joy of 'nature'.
It was an unusual gathering of souls who had transcended personal social
and worldly limitations. These Mahatamas were so spiritually advanced that only
their thought vibrations were enough for the redemption of mankind. They could
create merely by their Sankalp shakti. 'Words' and 'motion' were in the
vibrations. Each and every vibration could be decoded as a word. And every idea
gave birth to a corresponding motion.
All the Mahatamas expressed their thoughts freely. Though they belonged
to different orders, the crux of all the speeches was the same. The invitees
thanked Kripacharyajee for arranging the conference in a well planned
The invitees expressed unanimous opinion on 'Amar yogi Goraknathji' and
paid glowing tributes to him. Buddha and Mahaveer treated him with great respect
I was simply over awed by the galaxy of the super humans. They were the symbols
of the unimaginable potential which is hidden in every human being. Over come
with reverence, I rose from seat and touched the feet of Hari Baba,
Gorakhnathji, and Avatar Baba.
Gorakhnathji peeped into my eyes, smiled, and said," I hope, no formation
of a lake has yet taken place. Waters should not become stagnant and allow
lotuses to bloom. Let the water of the water fall flow freely. Do not ever stop
the flow. Stagnation produces pollution.
Pollution of the world is the result of it's stagnation. Pollution is
gradually choking the world. Crores of litres of 'Serin' is being unleashed in
the horizon. And a single drop of serin is extremely fatal to the very existence
of mankind. Do not allow the waters of eyes to stagnate, keep moving, and keep
watching. In the bountiful lap, the creative activity will occur naturally".
Then Gorakhnathji Baba turned around and addressed the congregation thus,
"Let the events run their inevitable course. These events are destined to
happen. And the events which are not destined to happen should not be allowed to
happen. The pattern of possible events has already taken place, Whatever is
left, is in the stage of germination. Today, 'man' has reached the stage where
his destruction is inevitable we should not interfere in his destiny. If he has
to die, let him die. If he will live, he will surely arrange measures for the
death of future generations.
We should invoke the past, so that a beautiful future can be created. The
resonance of our 'Alakh' should rejuvenate the decaying social and religious
values. The light of spiritualism should usher in a healthy future-and this
should be our chief objective". We will create the future unitedly. As far as
present is concerned, let it unfold itself as per its design. We should only
intervene when ever untoward events emerge. The practical usage of modern
scientific weapons can not be as effective as they are expected to be. We can
weaken the effectiveness of these lethal arms".
After finishing his discourse, Guru Gorakhnathji turned his attention to
the open sky. Rays of different colours fell on his upturned face. The sweet
scent of his body made the atmosphere fragrant 'Beauty' had exhausted all its
resources in carving Gorakhnathjee's face. It presented the image of childhood
innocence coupled with the beauty of tender youth. Totally una ware of his
unforgetable good looks, he was committed to the betterment of mankind. He was
neither too tall nor too short, but of an ideal height. His locks were unruly
and small drops of snow glimmerd on his face. A divine glow emanated from his
beauteous visage. Absorbed in deep thoughts the yogi stood in this posture for
some times and then in a soft motion stretched himself on the slap of ice. It
seemed as though all the movements had come to a stand still. In the silence,
the heart beat of the Himalayas became audible.
Surya, and Shanti served the food. Everyone ate in silence. After the
meals the invitees left for their respective abodes. Within minutes the weather
also changed dramatically-snow fall occurred. Himalayas moaned the departure of
the great souls, and its tears in the form of snow drops covered the deserted
Baba Gorakhnath, Kripacharya, Avtar Baba, Hari Baba, Shanti Ma, Surya and
Yashodama, accompanied me to my Pindari cave. We stayed for a little while in
the cave, then left for Khati village where I had organized a 'Shiva Shakti'
'Maha Yagna'. They participated in the yagna. When the 'Yagna' was over, my
esteemed guests left.
At a distance of two and a half km from Khati village, there is a cave
which had often attracted my attention. This cave is located in front of the
famous Pindari river. In the midst of the cave is a huge rock, which serves the
purpose of a resting place. While resting on this rock I had often spotted two
Mahatamas loitering in front of the cave. I had never made enquiries about them,
and they too remained disinterested in me.
It was almost midnight, when these Mahatamas paid me a surprise visit.
One was Avadhoot Baba, and the other one was Maha-avtar Baba. This was my first
meeting with Maha-avtar Baba. I had seen him on many occasions, but had never
spoken to him formally. His face looked quite familiar, but I could not place
him immediately. I welcomed the guests, warmly. I offered some fresh honey and
milk to the Mahatamas. They enjoyed the mid night snack of honey and milk,
immensely. After the introductory meeting, Maha-avtar Baba became an important
part of my life.
It took me long to discover the 'Maha-avtar Baba' and 'Hairya Khan' Baba
were the two separate identities of Kripacharyaji, but belonged to two distinct
orders. While Maha-avtar Baba was absorbed in the worship of 'Lord Krishna' the
identity of 'Heriya Khan Baba' was immersed in Lord Shiva.
Both the 'yogis' were 'Bramhamaya' (lost in the Bramha). When one was
'active' the other identity slumbered on Maha-avtar Baba was active, before the
emergence of 'Hariya Khan Baba'. Maha-avtar Baba went into hibernation when
'Hairiya Khan Baba' appeared on the scene. And in this way they managed to
remain as two separate indentities.
All the three forms of the 'yogi' (Kripa charayaji) are popular in the
Himalayan region - particularly in 'Kumaon'. The people of this area know him as
'Maha - avtar Baba' and have an abiding faith in him. In the Uttara Khand, - he
is revered as the great saint Hairiya Khan Baba..
Physically, the three forms look very much alike, but, for minor
difference in their general get up. Hairiya Khan Baba always wears loose white
robes, and looks like a Bramhachari - His sweet nature, and random 'miracles'
won the hearts of the local population. Maha -avtar Baba was always dressed in a
Kopin. And thus roamed around the place in this scanty dress. He chose Lahiri
Mahashaya as the medium to spread his message to mankind. Kripa - Charyajee was
always clad in yellow. His golden head gear gave him a distinguished air.
Initially, I was confused when I met them, but later on I could discern the
similarity within the dissimilarity.
The great ancient sage, in an introspective mood expressed his philosophy
of life. He said, I have come to this world with a single resolution -
'redemption of mankind'. Whatever I have gathered from 'man' is heart rending
but not enough to make a place in my heart. I have seen a soul taking birth a
thousand times and going through the tortures of 'Karma'. The aimlessness of the
soul is prompted by his 'karmas', I have always tried to show the right
direction to men, but very few have used my guidance. Even today, the souls
belonging to 'Mahabharat' days are still wandering. It was easy to deal with one
'Dushashan' and one 'Shakuni'. But in this modern era there is no dearth of
'Dushashana' and 'Duryodhan'. Yesterday's man was committed to his promises
comparatively modern man is fickle. He lacks commitment and devotion. He can
change his perspective within no time. Since the Mahabharat days 'man has not
changed. Only the attitudes of man have changed. The man of the 'Past' could
give free reign to his thoughts and it is indeed sad to say that today's man
does not enjoy the freedom of thoughts, I roam around in different guises to
observe and assess 'man' in varied situations. I cannot give any help to the man
of today unless I study him thoroughly".
During the course of my wanderings, I keep changing my guises. I was
close to Lord Krishna. I had a strange love and hate relationship with Krishna.
He was all time planning something new. I was not opposed to Krishna but I was
opposed to his thoughts. The great war 'Mahabharat' was Lord Krishna's creation.
'Krishna' was the chief protagonist of this drama. Infact he had come in human
incarnation to 'play' this great 'role'. He was 'Nar' (human) as well 'Narayan'.
Generally it is assumed that Krishna was amorous by nature and freely indulged
in pleasures. But this is a misconception, 'Krishna' enjoyed the worddly
pleasures but kept away from physical pleasures. Even the birth of his child was
by viture of his sankalp shakti (sankalp power). He had appeared in his mayic
forms before all the woman. It is important to note that he neither abandoned
his flute or his peacock's feather. Peacock's feather symbolises the celibacy.
It's tears have the potential to procreate. Krishna left his gross body after
completing the mission of his life - restoration of religious and moral values.
There upon he became 'Krishnamaya' - (absorbed in his own glory). Primarily,
because of this reason we can never forget him.
The objective of my wanderings is to guide men who are endowed with
sanskaras. Once again this universe is on the brink of disaster because,
machines have become more important than man. I kept the identity of Maha-avtar
Baba alive till it fulfilled my requirements. Then, I conjured the identity of
Hairiya Khan Baba, and toured different place. When I realized that I had become
deeply involved with society, I decided to dissolve this identity also. And
infront of a gathering of men, women and children. I took 'Jal Samadhi' in the
over flowing waters of 'Kali Ganga'. Thus my existence as 'Hairiya Khan Baba'
came to a dramatic end.
Free from the worldly attachment of the people, I returned to my cave in
Dronagiri as Avtar Baba. There I entered into a deep penance. After fifty year
when I emerged from my samadhi I was stunned to learn that people were treating
a young sanyasi as the re-incarnation of Hairiya Khan Baba. The young man by
posing as Hairiya Khan Baba is inviting his own doom. He can use my name to earn
money but can not escape from the cycle of cause and effect. One day he will die
the death of normal human being, but my name will remain as it was before. This
fraudulant practise can not tarnish my name, and memory.
'Man' can never be an incarnation, because he is in the bondage of 'life'
and death. By virtue of his 'superior' 'Karmas' He can only ascend a higher
plane. Since he is Bramha's portion, he can immerse himself in 'Bramha' but can
never become 'Bramha'. In order to become Bramha, one has to lose one's
identity. Incarnation is Bramha's own 'leela' (illusary act) which happens
according to the needs of the 'time'. He is never born. His coming chould be
looked upon as his 'resurrection'.
Miracles and 'Siddhis' are performed through the medium of 'Human body'.
'Man' has the potential to create many forms with the force of his will, He can
bodily travel via air, live in the water and breathe in the bowels of earth. The
victory of 'Panch Bhoots' does not have any divine intervention. Miracles,
should never be associated with 'God' The 'Siddhis' which can perform miracles
are within man's triumph of 'Panch Bhoots' and 'Tan mantras'. 'Ishwar' is a very
subtle subject and is beyond all miracles and 'Siddhis'. Therefore, a man of
miracles can never become 'God'. 'Miracle' is merely a siddhi which is the
quality of an extra-ordinary 'man'.
Himalayas has always been saying - I am the abode of sages and 'Parvati'
who is 'Jagdamba' is my daughter. And Parmeshwar shiva is her husband.
Nevertheless Himalayas have never declared himself as 'God'.