Dreamz

Re-INCARNATION??? OR Co-INCIDENCE???

2009-07-20T08:06:00.010+02:00

FIFI ,6 months old

FIFI when she was 3 months old (April 5th, 2009)

Believe in Reincarnation? OR is it a CO-incidence??.I had a German Shepperd,Which died on December 6 Th,2005.She was 8 years old when died. All of us were so fond of her ,we could not come to terms with her death.
I had a message of her death,one year in advance,Which I have written under "DEAD DO VISIT US IN OUR DREAMS"........ 1982-2005.
On April 4 Th 2008,as I was retiring to bed I thought of my dead dog and requested her to show me some sign that she is OK.....where ever she is.LOOOOO,behold your breath,5 Th early morning dream I saw not one but 3 puppies,about 3 months old,were playing on my lap.One completely white with the Golden mark on center of the head,one ditto my old dog when we had brought her home...when she was 3 months old,third one, mix of black,white and gray.
When I woke up told my children about my dream,wrote in my private blog ,felt happy thinking our dog must have taken re-birth.Apart from three of us,no one knows about my dream.Mostly people do not believe in things like Dreams,Past Life....Re-incarnation etc.
On 27 Th March,2009 ,my son happened to phone one of his friend,to wish him for his birth day,friend made a request.His Vet friend has a puppy rescued by the commune....which was found in a salt canal.It was about 3 months old and need some one to adopt it.If not would be put to sleep.He would have taken it home but for his old sick dog who may not take it in good spirit if he takes her home.He wanted my son to see the puppy,if he likes her to take her home.My son went and saw her,liked her and decided to adopt her.But he wanted our opinion so he took my daughter and me ,to meet the puppy.When I saw her,It reminded me of my dream puppies...this one completely white with a golden mark on its forehead.We decided to bring her home without delay.But due to some or other problems we could bring her home ONLYon 5 Th April,2009.Exactly one year after my dream.IS IT A CO-INCIDENCE????.She has adjusted to us so well,every act of her reminds us of our dead dog.She treats my son as her
master,my daughter....she loves her to no end.....the way our dead dog used to love her...Me,her friend....to feed her,bathe her and take her for walks.In 15 days her appearance has changed from a country dog to that of GS.(from the micro-chip we learnt
that she is a mix bread between GS and Some Italian cousin of GS).We feel she is "The Dog",whom we had lost...has come back in the new form ,which she showed me one year in advance.
It is possible that her mother might have given birth to 3 puppies.Since many people do not like white GS's,her owner might have thrown her into the salt water canal to get rid of her.But by the grace of God was rescued.
20 Th May,2009....when Fifi was 5 month's old.....She called me Amma...for Mom...the way my children call me...without any training.....Surprising thing is..our dead dog was taught to call me "AMMA".....six months before her death....by my daughter.Is this
"RE-INCARNATION"??...After this so far 5 times she called me, at different occasions.
Daily I take her with me for my morning walks.When she was six months old...while we were just strolling she went exploring under some bushes....I pulled her out from the bushes ,she gave a blank look and collapsed.I carried her home and was rushed to the hospital....when examined found nothing wrong.BUT next day in the news paper we found the reason ......under the bushes police found half a Kg heroin.
A very unique type of dog....who does not eat Potatoes,Eggs and fruits those that are sour.
GIVE HER A WALNUT OR A PEANUT......feels very happy.Breaks it by throwing on the floor
and only eats the edible parts.So far as Peanut is concerned...she'll only eat the nut after removing its red coat.She likes only roasted Peanuts.
When she was 18 months old...we had housing problem so sent her to a farm house ,for a bit.Even though she was very unhappy,"she earned her food" by working....were the words of our farm house friend.She was the tiniest and youngest of the pack of 11 dogs.
Standing on two feet,Single handed she used to bring home a herd of 20 sheep.Our friend felt really very proud of her.While sending her back,he really wept,saying he has never met a dog like her.Inspite of suffering a lot ,in the first three months of birth,one can always see her cheerful and happy.
To be continued..............

Healthtip-s

2009-06-10T14:44:00.004+02:00

Healthtip-s

I.LIFE AFTER DEATH

2008-08-23T18:37:00.029+02:00

Interested in "GHOSTS","SOULS","SPIRITS", "REMOTE VIEWING" then read on. Here I have given a basic information about my blog.When I started this blog I had no idea about what I was writing.Just to pass time started writing about my real dreams.As I went on recollecting...it has grown to this length..After doing lot of research on the net about souls,spirits,ghosts along with the knowledge I received from my grand-pa,I Wish to express my opinion about these things.
"GHOSTS" are (opinion of my grand-pa,who explained these things when I was big enough to understand) those souls who died prematurely either due to accidents,suicides ,murders or as in the olden day India, where brides were burnt on the pyre of the dead husbands.(These brides were called "Sathi's" or in Konkani , "Mhaasthi's",whom we encountered,which I have written about them under the caption "GHOSTS",who took three unsuspecting lives from my family.Possibly there was some give and take account with our family).
"SOULS & SPIRITS ":-My grand-pa ,When he was alive always used to say ,what ever advancement Science may make, no one can predict EXACT time of BIRTH Or EXACT TIME when a person might die. He died at the age of 86 and was aware of his death (according to the family members) three hours before his death. As children we were very curious to know as to what happens ,once we die.He did keep his promise after he died.AND THIS WAS THE EXPLANATION GIVEN TO US BY OUR GRAND-PA, AFTER HIS DEATH...IN AN EARLY MORNING DREAM. HE APPEARED SIMULTANEOUSLY TO TWO OF US...... A SOUL takes rebirth time and again to finish, give and take account of their deeds done in their life time.Only a very few souls of great people don't return.But a few very enlightened souls do return to earth to take part in reforming and enhancing their loved one's spiritual level and liberate them from the cycle of BIRTH AND DEATH and make them attain "MOKSHA",that is to attain GOD.As a person dies,his or her soul remains in the vicinity of its loved ones for five to seven days ,depending on the attachment between the soul and the family members. In these 5-7 days, it keeps circling between the family where it died and the spirit world.Then it turns into a spirit.Depending upon the give and take account with the people on the Earth,either it "REINCARNATES" immediately or remains in the spirit world till an appropriate time.Once in the SOUL OR SPIRIT form, there is no religion,cast or creed nor male or female differentiation.......all are souls or spirits,depending upon their immediate existence after death.SOULS OR SPIRITS ARE JUST A FLICKER OF LIGHT,NOTHING MORE ,who live in the World of the dead in different parts and at different levels.Can contact us depending up on the vibrational level between the SPIRIT AND THE SEEKER,CAN TAKE ANY FORM TO SATISFY AND CONVINCE THE SEEKER OF ITS EXISTENCE.

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II DISCLAMER

2008-05-18T23:24:00.022+02:00

IMPORTANT INFORMATION:-.I REQUEST THOSE WHO ARE INTERESTED IN READING MY BLOG "DREAMZ",TO FIRST GO THROUGH THE ARTICLE ON "REMOTE VIEWING" IN http://wikipedia.org/ AND http://www.victorzammit.com/ for "Life after Death,Dreams""Psychic Powers""Medium" etc & then only proceed with my blog. I AM NEITHER A PSYCHIC NOR A MEDIUM. These things are my personal experiences, I have written with the expectations that a day will come when people will believe in the dreams,give real meanings to them.Not only that any of my grand children,great grand children if inherit a part of my genes should not feel they are freaks or completely mental as I was branded by my siblings and friends. Here I have noted only few of my dreams..Rest still to write under this blog from my private blog.
Just wish to quote ,Quote from one of the sites I frequent.
" GREAT ARE THEY WHO SEE THE SPIRITUAL IS STRONGER THAN
ANY MATERIAL FORCE THAT RULE THE WORLD"
by Ralph Waldo Emerson.

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III "Dreamz"

2008-03-14T16:35:00.041+01:00

"Dreamz" .My blog is a collection of my memories, which really happened in my life. I believe that such things happened only in my life,which to my knowledge is very strange.So far I have not come across a single web site with so many incidences. I have not recorded each & every incident in my life, under the impression that most of them are "Coincidences" ,even though I don't believe in coincidences. I was really totally discouraged when every one turned their faces ,after reading my blog or after hearing about my dreams.I too was wierdified as I could not find a single web site similar to my "Dreamz".Just sent the reference of my blog to SSRF. They told me to shut up ,in a polite way.I take it as for my good.But my Scientific mind does not allow me to rest in peace.Not that I am religious that I approached SSRF,thought I may get some guidance.I am a believer of "Work is Worship" (a poem by a famous Indian poet Rabindranath.Tagore).I have grown with the belief "Aakaashat Patitam Toyam Yata Gachchati Saagar,Sarvadevo Namaskar ,Keshavam Pratigachchati".It's a Sanskrit Prayer, meaning ,As much water there in the clouds so is in the Ocean ,So those many Gods in the Universe.Salutation to any One God will reach the "ALMIGHTY".(as per my understanding goes GOD is without any tags,a SUPERNATURAL POWER).So reader belonging to any caste or creed,it does not matter who they are ultimately they are spirits in human form."Once a person dies,he or she doesn't have a gender to the soul nor religion",which I learnt from my grand-pa,who appeared in dream to tell,on seventh day of his death. After I explored the site of Victor Zammit & Wikipedia,I am at peace with myself.I have decided to continue recording my dreams,researching the Internet for information about "remote viewing","Past Life","Past Life Regression".etc.

In the second part under"Healthspotz@blogspot.com", I wish to enumerate all the Indian herbal medicines which helped us in our family to maintain good health.we were a bunch of 12 kids and 12 adults ,without any health problems,lived a healthy happy life.Any contribution from the readers is welcome and highly appreciated.

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IV.ABOUT THIS BLOG

2008-02-26T13:26:00.035+01:00

I am a unique person,a medical mystery.Medical mystery because I survived first twelve days after birth without crying,not even once.When I was born there did not exist any neonatal facility in our part of the country,i.e a small town of South India.Even though I was a full term baby,weighed six pounds,since I did not cry, I was given sponge bath and was wrapped in cotton wool.Since I was breathing ,mom decided to give a light bath and put me in the cradle on the twelfth day,that's when I cried for the first time.

Since my dad had migrated to Bombay when I was twelve,at the age of fifteen when I completed my high school,I too had to migrate to Bombay.Before even I completed my twentieth birth day,I completed my graduation in Science from University of Bombay and with the help of my family doctor, started my Pathological Laboratory.Took a basic degree in Law at the age of twenty two,while still running my laboratory

I am a unique person because of my dreams.I don't think any person dreams the way I do.All my dreams are strange.All are truly stranger than fiction.Only difference between my dreams and others dreams ,is that I saw my near and dear one's die. Actually dreams got realized ,some times in a day,some times in a month ,in three months,in the case of my dog ,dream got realised in an year.

Apart from "death dreams",there are dreams....about the surgery (Tracheotomy) that happened to my daughter when she was one and a half years old...,birth of my son...,visitation by my aunt after 14 years of her death to enquire about the health of my sick sister, who died exactly three months after my aunts visit,Then asking for help for the loved one.(Aunts son)..one dream of mine got realized after seventeen years(The place where I landed & lived first 3 years when I landed in Italy,I saw it in 1985 (I did not know then, that a place like it existed) but arrived in 2002.I wish to enumerate the number of times I had encountered the dead in my dreams...all my own relatives.One dream of mine helped me in saving myself from the danger of getting caught and landing me in jail. All dreams except two,one regarding my grand mothers death which I dreamt at 7.30 in the evening,that of my aunt's death at 11.pm.,rest all were early morning dreams,around 4.30-5.00 o'clock in the morning.Apart from these ,I really had seen GHOSTS ,that was when I was only 4-5 years old.

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V.Dreams Enumerated in Brief.

2008-02-26T13:24:00.078+01:00

Looking Back:-Just wish to re-write every thing in order:-Looking back I feel,

at birth I might have been a dead baby,sensing which the Cobra might have implored the gardener to kill it.Gardener not only killed the snake but with it he killed two young ones,possibly the snake was taking care of the young ones.That really explains why on performing the last rights,that I cried for the first time,That the snake got liberated.Till then I was as good as dead but for slight breathing. That makes me a Walk-in. Walk-in of the Cobra.It might have had the divine order to groom the two young ones,which too remained in the form of snake's young-ones,till they too got liberated from snake life....This is Destiny.??????

I always used to think,Why me ??? why not other siblings of mine???.It was divine intervention?????(God )or I opted for it before birth,which may be called destiny.Every person comes with his own bagage as well certain duties to be fulfilled. Lessons to be learnt,experiences to be accumulated for future rebirths if any.At the same time there are certain experiences which are meant to assure us that we are on the right track. Except my two children so far I have not come across any one with such a memory,that can recollect things just from the age of one.If I start to write one book will not be sufficient.I'll just ennumerate in order , I think as mile-stones in my life.

.....At 3 years of age seeing the "Ghosts".If we had not lost 3 lives,no one would have believed me.
.....At 8 years hellucinating about grand-ma's death,then I was in coma for 3 days,with high fever.

......We as children were so much protected that we were not sent to any relatives places for over night stay. But once it so happened (one might say it was a co-incidence) that mom had to leave me at my cousin's place ,again it was unavoidable ,for the night.Two times in one night,I had OBE (outer body experience).In one OBE I saw my niece planning to elope with some body by the week end.In the second one I was a witness to a murder on the sea-front.Next day when I returned home explaind about the murder before even people came to know of the murder,only my dad and grand-pa believed me.They might have known about the OBE or might have thought that I have some power due to which I learnt about it.(What is OBE? I learnt only in 2009,through Internet).

......So far as my niece was concerened,till she went missing (I was 8-9,she was only 14-15),I did not think that I had to tell what I had seen and heard from my niece.Only when everyone was desparate that I told my dad,that there was a letter kept under the phone which contained the address where they can find my niece.After 3 days she was traced with the help of the letter.Since I was only 9 years old,I could not explain how I learnt about the above 2 incidents.I my self ,looking back think they were OBE's, meant to assure that there are certain things in life we are needed to help our people for which we are sent on this earth.At the same time such things if guided properly,make us believe in our selves,that one can become real psychic.
.......2 years after grand-ma' s death,dreaming of some marriage which was non existent,also dreaming of disappeareance of grand-pa when the house gets distroyed in fire....2 snakes gliding away to glory from the ashes of the house...I still do not understand the meaning of all these things.Things did happen the way I dreamt.Uncle(M),who was non traceble even when his mom died,coming home after seven years un-announced and saying that he plans to get married.....and then grand-pa's death,four days after the marriege....after 15 days of arrival of my uncle
to be continued..........

VII Dreams which cannot be explained.

2008-02-26T13:23:00.020+01:00

Certain things you see in your dreams may or may not have any significance.But you dream.From the age of five till fifteen,often I dreamt....I was climbing a mountain with many people,I skid and tumble down ,don't reach the bottom,get stopped by a huge stone,I wake up.Sometimes (at least once a month) ,I dreamt of a small ball of rubber (those days to my knowledge no rubber existed in our part of the country),escapes from my hand ,starts growing into a huge ball and then starts chasing me all over the house,even I climb upper stories,attics...it chased me every where. Finally When I used to scream ,out of fear...it used to disappear.I screamed only in my dream,not in reality.Because the minute I used to scream I would wake up and ask my aunt ,who used to sleep next to me ,if I screamed.Some times I got completely paralysed or you can say frozen, except for my head I was unable to move any part of my body.Then again ,on screaming I was released from the frozen state.Some times in my dreams I used to visit the Sea shore most of the time at Sun Set, used to see fire floating on the Sea bed dancing with the waves.A few times I had seen myself floating in the Air.At the age of fifteen,when I shifted to Bombay all these types of dreams stopped.I have no idea about these dreams.CAN ANY ONE EXPLAIN THESE DREAMS?????

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IX. BELIEVE IN GHOSTS?????

2008-02-26T13:20:00.037+01:00

In the month August we shifted our residence.Dad had no choice but to surrender the villa named"Green Vally Farms"(where I was born) to the Government of Mysore for"Public Benefit".Second week of October ,I got a baby sister. I was only two years old then.

The new villa was a beautiful place.Just like the one we left behind.This house too had beautiful garden with different types of fruits and vegetables and a quiet surroundings,which made us forget the old one.One full year passed without any uneventful happenings.By the end of next year we had one more addition to the family in the form of my cousin,a baby girl.As the new year dawned,I started sensing some weired things.Even though I was only four,I started accompanying my older sister to school ,possibly because I started talking about my fear of some body watching us,not one but many people,who had no physical appearance. Just to keep me busy and to divert my mind I was sent to school. Those were the days,unless a child was 6 years old ,one could not get admission into school.

The feeling of people watching, appeared only at night. During day time I could not feel anything. One night I was woken from sleep by some strange noises.When I opened my eyes I saw many people ,wearing white clocks or saris covered from head to toe,running about in the house.They were talking among themselves in some strange language which I did not understand.First I thought I was dreaming.So I closed my eyes tight and went back to sleep.But the scene started repeating daily.I was alarmed. I tried telling mom,dad,aunt.No one took me seriously.Things spoken by small children are thought to be the fantasy of the child.Every one brushed me aside thinking it to be a child's fantasy.So I told my grand-pa about this.He told me to have faith in God and keep praying. One night I was woken from the sleep by the sound of the utensils being thrown in the kitchen.I decided to crawl to grand-pa's room and wake him to show the gravity of the situation.I was dead scared to stand up and run with the fear that the people in white hooded clocks might attack me.Grand-pa too could here the noises in the kitchen.So without switching on the lights we went into the kitchen and grand-pa switched on the kitchen lights.Both of us felt the presence of some external forces , which when the lights were switched on ,ran out of the kitchen into the lane by the side of our villa.But not a single utensil was disturbed nor misplaced.Even though he was a non believer in "Ghosts",the incident disturbed him.

He comforted me by saying,keep praying, God would protect us.He was a very religious man.He used to hold prayer service two times a day and all the family members used to take part.So he thought no harm would come to us.In the mean time my maternal uncle,21-22 years old,landed from Bombay.Since no one was living on the first floor,he opted for a room on the first floor.For three consecutive nights he felt somebody was trying to strangle him.So he would come down and sleep in the veranda ,where he slept without any problems.When asked told that he felt too hot up there, so he came down.He did not tell any one the real reason.On the fourth day he packed his bag and left with pretext of visiting his friend .(Only when we left the villa ,he told us the reason why he went.He thought the problem was not the house but his own minds creation.This maternal uncle,now 77-78 has still not forgotten the incident.).

Daily after morning prayers ,grand-pa would pour water into "Tulsi",a plant sacred for Hindus.One day as grand-pa was pouring water into Tulsi,a weired looking man appeared at the gate of our villa and asked for water.When grand-pa approached to offer him water,he stopped grand-pa at a distance.Looking at grand-pa's face he said ,since he was going to give some bad news to grand-pa,he could not accept water from grand-pa's hands.Without even waiting for grand-pa's reply ,he told grand-pa that the villa we were living in was a haunted one, due to which three female members of the family would die in the next six months.So saying he crossed the road in front of the villa and vanished. Grand-pa was terribly disturbed.As my dad had gone on tour,grand-pa had to wait.He could not discuss this with mom because she was five months pregnant.(When I asked ,he told me that such disturbing things should not be told to pregnant women).Finally fifteenth day my dad arrived from tour.That was the day of my uncles daughter's first birth day.House was full of guests.So grand-pa decided to talk to my dad next day of the birth day. But the prediction did not wait long to take shape.The baby which had celebrated her birthday six hour earlier,jumped from the cradle at mid night and died vomiting blood.The fall was not even two feet ,as she jumped on my uncles chest ,whose cot was right below the cradle.Grand-pa told my dad about the prediction made by the weired looking man.Even though dad had no belief in "haunted houses","ghosts" etc...as per grand-pa's request we decided to leave the villa.We were not ready to loose two more lives.At the same time every one was worried as to who might be the next victim.When the arrangements were going on to leave the place ,grand-pa's sister-in-law,a fifty-five years old widow came to our house for condolence visit.As we were preparing to leave the place,everyone insisted her to stay till we shifted to the new place.She agreed and stayed back.Not even a month had passed from the baby's death, the guest who had come for the condolence visit vomited blood and died. Next week of the second death,in a hurry my father shifted the entire family to a temporary accommodation,far from the "Ghosts Villa".But prediction did not stop at two deaths. With in a week of changing the residence ,my mom delivered a dead female foetus prematurely at twenty six weeks.

As a four year old I always used to pester my grand-pa ,if he knew some place where it does not get dark even at night because I was scared of ghosts.Now from an European country where it does not get dark ,most of the months, till ten at night,I keep thinking,....Such things happen in these countries also?I have been exploring.IF YOU HAVE SOMETHING LIKE THIS PLEASE LET ME KNOW AT,

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X.DREAM ABOUT MY GRAND-MOM'S DEATH.

2008-02-26T13:19:00.023+01:00

This happened when I was 8-9 years old .It was first week of April.Around 7.30 in the evening, I felt giddy.The whole world around me started reeling.I was semiconscious or you could say I was hallucinating.In such a state I saw a happening three months ahead of time.When I was narrating the incidence no one knew whether or not,if yes, when it would materialise. It happened exactly three months later.Even in my semi consciousness it was 7.30 in the evening,twilight all around.All of a sudden it gets cloudy followed by lightening and thunder.It starts raining cats and dogs.The rains were so heavy that it felt as if world was coming to an end.All the lights were swaying due to heavy winds.Suddenly I saw all the members of the family,me included,gather round grand-ma's cot and saw grand-ma die.Since it was 7.30,evening time, all the members of the family were at home.The rains were so heavy that with in an hour whole city got flooded, with knee deep water all around.As per our customs,cremation should be done with in three hours of death.Even though it was raining heavily ,my dad started the funeral preparations.Uncle whose mother had died,went to fetch doctor,for death certificate and the priest for the last rights.Since it had flooded so badly no one could reach the message of death to the relatives.All the phones were dysfunctional so no calls could be made.There were only six people including the priest,who took the body to the crematorium ,that too at midnight,when the floods started to recede.The people who went to the crematorium were,my dad,grand-pa,my uncle,a neighbour,priest and my eldest brother.My brother was only sixteen years old then and was not suppose to give shoulder to the dead because one ,his both the parents were alive second, his thread ceremony had not been done (thread ceremony similar to Holy Communion for Christians).Finally at 11.30 the body was lifted. All these things I saw clearly.Went on rumbling...like a commentary.Except my grand mother,rest of the family gathered round to hear my babbling.At that time we were in all twenty people .

The scene got replayed in real life exactly after three months later.Every detail was to the'T'.My grand-ma died in first week of July.Everything was,as I had seen in my dream...Thunder storms...flooding...six people for the funeral ,including time of death and time of the funeral.Can any one explain this phenomena????

After fifty years ,when I am recollecting this, only few are left to verify this provided they can recollect the same.

I wish to record two amazing things about my grand-ma.One month before grand-ma's death ,around 11 in the morning,of the two huge portraits,one of grand-pa,other of grand-ma,that of grand-ma's portrait fell to the ground and the glass broke into thousand pieces,without any external provocation and she made a remark,that her death was near.Four days before her death, grand-ma summoned all the family members to her room,at 7.30 in the evening.It was a Sunday. All the members of the family were at home.She explained that , Monday on words she would not be able to speak even if she wishes to,she'll leave this world on Thursday ,evening,at the same time.That's what God told her in her dreams.She took leave from every one saying that she be pardoned if at all she had hurt any one by words or deeds,knowingly or unknowingly.Requested grand-pa to start reading "Bhagvad Gita" (Holy Scriptures of Hindus,like Koran of Muslims,Bible of Christan's),day and night till she left this world.

As per her request grand-pa and my second brother(who was twelve years old) started reading Bhagavad Gita,Sunday evening itself.As she said,she could not speak,even though she tried no words came out of her mouth.So she opted for sign language.She did not eat or drink anything.Only when she felt thirsty,would ask for water.As she had told she died on Thursday evening at 7.30. Just before she died she asked grand-pa to pour "Ganga Jal" (Holy water of the Ganges) into her mouth (which was kept near her bed on her request). As he poured the Ganga Jal,she took three long breaths and her soul left her body.

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XI Grand-Pa's Death-Novermber

2008-02-26T13:17:00.018+01:00

Two years after the death of grand-ma :-This dream of mine was three months prior to my grand-pa's death. In my dream, we were in a festive mood,celebrating some one's wedding.Night of the wedding,when everyone was asleep,house catches fire.Except for grand-pa every one gets rescued.I desperately search for him,without any results.All of a sudden everyone was driven to the side of the compound .The whole house collapses,gets raised to the ground,completely turns into ashes and two huge Cobra's rise from the ashes and glide away,as everyone looks dumbfounded.To date I am not able to decipher this dream.I was the only one in the dream,standing in a corner,crying and telling everyone that grand-pa was dead.Rest all seemed unconcerned about his death including my mom.

Fifteen days before grand-pa's death ,we never dreamt of any wedding in the family.Only eligible person for marriage was my maternal uncle,who was about thirty years old and could not be traced.We knew he was in Bombay. But no one knew his address.On the part of grand-pa,only that he was 86 years old,but hail and hearty,could even read with out spectacles.Uncle arrived [he is the one ,now about 76-77 years old,had run away from home,when some one tried to strangle him,which I have mentioned in "Ghosts"],fifteen days prior to grand-pa's death,announced that he plans to get married.Wedding was arranged in a week's time.A week after the wedding,when uncle was leaving for his honey moon,grand-pa asked mom to stop my uncle's journey,requested her to gather everyone in his room,asked my mom to get "Ganga Jal"from the alter.Took leave of everyone and told us that it was his time to leave the world.As mom poured "Ganga Jal"into his mouth,in front of all the family members ,he left this World .

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XII WARNING ?.....

2008-02-26T13:12:00.016+01:00

When I was fifteen years old,as I completed my high school,I went to Bombay to join my parents.(As my dad had transferred to Bombay).Next day of my arrival a cousin of mine,Vinni happened to come to our house for a visit.As we were chatting,she told me never to take any help from strangers, in case of any problems.In case I was not able to locate my house,I should go back to my college and ask for help.But never to approach strangers for help.Possibly it was her "premonition" that I was to land up in problem,that made her warn me,I had no Idea.But I did land up in problem ,of not able to locate the railway station where I had to get off to reach home.It was third day of my college,as well third day in Bombay.While returning from college I could not locate my Station ,where I had to get off to reach home.Instead I reached last Station.I was confused seeing a deserted station with many tracks.On top of which,it started to rain heavily.In confusion I started climbing the bridge.When I reached the end of the bridge I was virtually in tears because I hadn't even noted down my home address.Seeing my plight,a lady in her early twenties,who was just standing at the bottom of the bridge,came to my aid.Asked me if I had lost my way.I agreed.She offered to help me,telling me that she needs to inform home before accompanying me to my home.Not only the appearance of the woman scared me,her offer made me scared even more because I had to accompany her first to her house,then she'll help me locate my house.I was terrified,but I remained calm.My cousin's words started to echo in my ears.The minute I agreed for her offer,which I did purposely,she tried to snatch my books.I told her it was not necessary,I would follow her.Convinced fully that I would be following her ,she turned her back and started to climb down the bridge.The minute she turned her back,I retraced my steps,ran for my life and climbed down the bridge ,the way I had climbed.Station master was standing out side the cabin to signal the train to leave.I just muttered my destination.He told me to get in to the train which had already started.As soon as I entered the train,it accelerated.The lady realizing that I had fled ,followed me but could not catch the train and I was relieved.I reached home at 8.pm.All the members of the family were frantic about me.I told about my experience .Every one thanked my cousin for her advice and my stars.

After this incident I was often haunted by a dream.In my dream ,I was accompanied by a friend whose face I could not see.He takes me to a IInd floor office for some work.When I enter he locks me in.The room had no other doors or windows except a ventilator near the ceiling,which could not be reached.Some how I escape and see a bank ,when I enter the bank I come face to face with one of my cousins who was working there.I told my dad about this dream of mine,who told me that it might have been the after effect of the past incident.I tried to forget about it but from time to time it used to haunt me and used to scare me.After I finished my B.Sc (Graduation in Science), I started my own pathological laboratory,with the help of my family doctor.I was only twenty years old then.As I did not have enough experience and expertise,a radiologist offered to help me.He took me to a place far from my residence , where his friend had a laboratory, where I could learn what ever I wanted to.Radiologist friend's laboratory was on the second floor.As we were climbing the stairs I noticed a familiar surroundings, which I had seen in my dream. Lo...just behind the building was a bank where one of my cousins was really working.Still I ignored every thing and was about to enter the so called waiting room of the laboratory.I was shocked. It was a replica of the room in which I was locked in ,in my dream.I had to think fast to get out of the scene.I told the radiologist that my cousin who was working in the bank just saw me .I just want to say Hi!! .Otherwise he might drop in to meet me.Without even waiting for his reply I ran down two steps at a time and entered the bank,with a face that had seen the ghost.I was trembling with fear.When my cousin asked me about my plight,told him that I just felt sick so I entered the bank.I did not go back to confront the radiologist nor meet him later.As soon as I went home ,I told dad about my experience.NEXT DAY IN THE NEWS PAPER THERE WAS A PHOTO OF THE LABORATORY WITH THE CAPTION"POLICE ROUNDED UP TWENTY PEOPLE FROM THE PREMISES OF THE SO CALLED LAB " as it was being used for illegal purposes.But for my dream,I could have been the 21 st.To date I still dread that day.

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XIII Premonition Not A "Dream"

2008-02-26T13:11:00.018+01:00

God helps us in many forms,not necessarily in the form of "Dreams".One needs to be vigilant to the signs and signals.In my life I have not placed any one close to my heart,loved them more than myself except my two children and my dog PHOOpoo.Rest all,I know for sure they have to divide their love and affection to many others in their life. In my life two people really cared for me and for whom I mattered a lot and for me too they meant some one more than mine.But really I could not understand them.One was my aunt ,whom we called Pachchi,other one is my niece , whom we call Babbu.So far as Pachchi was concerned ,I had left her to my elder sister to take care.But so far as my niece is concerned ,I feel I really neglected her when she really needed me.I was in my own problems to see to her wants and needs that I did not give any thought when she really needed.When I look back,I feel guilty for not bothering about her.Now I cannot repair it only I can sit and repent,that is what I have been doing every day.

As my mom had twelve children (of which 3 died in the first five years) in the span of twenty years,we were all brought up by our Pachchi,who was living with us with her only son.As dad lost everything in business,he migrated to Bombay ,took up a job and as each one of us finished high school,were shifted to Bombay.The person responsible for my dad's migration was my second brother who was only fifteen years old,had finished his high school at the age of fourteen.Since dad could not afford to send him to university,due to financial difficulties,my brother followed our uncle when uncle had come to get married. And when he landed in Bombay, found a job for our dad .Only my eldest brother and sister ,after finishing their graduation joined my parents in Bombay.As it was Pachchi had a job,was working as a teacher in a Municipal school. Due to some circumstances,we were unable to relocate Pachchi and her son to Bombay,when last one of us,Maggi shifted.Pachchi remained alone with her son,lost the will to live,fell sick and died a premature death at the age of 42 .Mom had received a S.O.S,saying Pachchi was serious.So mom went to stay with her.She suffered from kidney failure,was operated upon and did not come out of the surgery alive.We were not told of her sickness.We knew only that she was sick.So we were planning to bring her to Bombay once she recovered.One week prior to her death,my older sister and my self could not sleep,we were very restless,but did not know why.Day before Pachchi's death,all of a sudden I became calm and went to bed at 9 in the evening ,which was very unusual.All of a sudden at around 11.pm.,I saw Pachchi's dead body from which a white shadow rose,said bye and left.I was shaken by this because even when I opened my eyes ,I could clearly see Pachchi's dead body. I started crying as if some body's dead.I knew for sure that Pachchi would not come out of the surgery alive,next day.Every one wanted to know the reason for my crying.I lied,saying I was afraid of my B.Sc results which were due.Only to my elder sister I told the real reason.That I saw Pachchi's dead body.I did not know,even now I do not know if this is what is called "Premonition".My sister consoled me saying that Pachchi was so young,how could she die?She was only forty two years old then.In one way I felt,letting my older sister know about Pachchi's death,God insulated her against shock,which other wise she would have had received next day when really we got the news of Pachchi's death.We got the message next day at 9.AM,that Pachchi was taken for surgery at six in the morning,died before even the completion of the surgery.

So far as my niece is concerned,she lost her mother when she was four years old(i.e. my sister , died ,before she completed 40).She also died of kidney failure..was it a coincidence?I daily think of my niece and I know she too thinks of me.I keep thinking in what way I can repair my mistake.She must be thinking ,where she went wrong that I neglected her.Even though I am thirty years older than her,I have no courage to face her.Daily I pray to God to help me solve this.

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XIV Divine Revelation? December.

2008-02-26T13:10:00.014+01:00

When my daughter was one and a half years old,my in-law's decided to visit Goa to pay a visit to our family Deity.We travelled by ship to and fro for our trip.It was a two week vacation ,we took in the third week of December .Reached Goa without any problems on sixteenth of December,finished all the commitments of prayer services...etc in the temples.As we were relaxing and enjoying our vacation,on the sixth day, early morning I was perspiring and trembling. Even though my eyes were shut, I was crying loudly.My mother-in-law ,who had shared the room with me had just woken up.Hearing me cry and at the same time seeing me perspire(it was the month of December,very cold in Goa),she thought that I might be down with fever,so she tried to wake me.I woke up and told her about my dream ,why I was crying etc...In my dream,I saw a girl from my neighbourhood ,who was playing with my daughter,all of a sudden turns hysterical,takes a blade and slits my daughter's throat.The baby wriggles for some time,bleeds profusely and dies.I JUST STARE AT THE WHITE TUBE SURROUNDED BY RED FLESH AND BLOOD.,in the neck region.I lift the baby,take a block of ice and try to join the cut.Surprisingly it joins and my daughter becomes alright.BUT THE SLIT THROAT,WHITE TUBE ,FLESH AND BLOOD starts haunting me.We returned to Bombay on December 28 Th by ship.Immediately after boarding the ship,when we were having our breakfast,my daughter started eating cashew nuts and got choked,fell down on the deck and started rolling as if she had a bout of fits.I put my finger into her throat and removed the obstruction,a few pieces of cashew nuts.I felt she became alright.She started breathing properly.We had to travel for twenty four hours to reach Bombay.There was no medical aid at hand in those ships.At night she became very restless ,could not sleep and was finding it hard to breath.Whole night was spent waiting for the dawn.We reached Bombay at nine in the morning next day. As we reached home,I narrated the whole incident to my brother-in-law,who is a doctor.He examined her and said she was fine.But at night she became restless and could not sleep.My brother-in-law administered some medication which helped her to breath and by morning she was fine again.second day she started becoming restless in the afternoon.On one hand my brother-in-law had to go for a World.Wild.Life trip,on the other hand he could not make out what the problem was.So we took the baby to a paediatrician,who secretly told my brother-in-law that baby would not survive because she was suffering from double bronco pneumonia.My brother-in-law did not want to own the responsibility of baby's death (which he admitted later) and was sure that the baby would die,admitted the baby into a hospital ,under the care of the paediatrician and left for his trip.Third day of hospitalisation ,my daughter went into cardiac arrest.Luckily,my older sister who is also a doctor ,who was playing with her at the time of cardiac arrest,revived her and asked me for the explanation as to what was wrong with the baby.When I narrated the whole episode ,of ingestion of cashew nut etc,she was furious.Immediately against the medical advice of the paediatrician,she sent us for x-ray. X-ray revealed the presence of foreign body in the lung.Finally she was taken to KEM hospital for emergency surgery, as no ENT or Thoracic surgeons were available.It was a simple procedure where-in the foreign body could have been removed using bronco scope.Because of time lapse (i.e the treatment given by my brother-in-law and the paediatrician),her lungs had become rigid and she suffered cardiac arrest twice, during broncoscopy.So the surgeon had to perform tracheotomy.Nine pieces of cashew nuts were removed from her lungs.When the surgery was being performed,I was sitting outside the operation theater and was narrating my dream to a family friend who is a doctor.I asked him whether my daughters throat would be slit.He told me the procedure of broncoscopy,where in surgeon inserts a bronco scope through the nose to remove the foreign body and there was no throat slitting involved.He for sure knew that in case broncoscopy fails, surgeon had no option but to perform tracheotomy that's, throat slitting. EVEN THOUGH I WAS A PARAMEDICAL PERSON,I HAD NEVER HEARD OF TRACHEOTOMY,TILL THEN.As soon as the surgery was over,she was placed in observation room.When I went in and stood before her she was coming into consciousness.As she could not stand the irritation around her throat,she removed a coin like thing which was put for breathing purpose and threw it.I WITNESSED THE SAME SCENE WHICH I DREADED,WHICH HAD HAUNTED ME FROM MY DREAM....A WHITE TUBE SURROUNDED BY FLESH.I was shocked and dumb founded ,while the doctor to whom I had explained my dream was astonished as to,how I came to know that my daughter was to under go tracheotomy,because even he had presumed that the problem would be solved with broncoscopy.(Was it a divine revelation?).By the grace of God,she recovered fast.But I lived a hell with my daughter ,till she came out of the hospital.(Still I am at a loss to understand human nature,that of my brother-in-law's.Being a doctor,being the head of the family, how could he have had run from the responsibility? In the place of my daughter if his own child [luckily or unluckily he does not have children]would have been there, would he have left and gone?Really strange human nature)

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XV Prediction-Birth of a Son-

2008-02-26T13:08:00.013+01:00

In the modern times we do not believe in things like "Supernatural","Dreams",Sixth Sense......e.t.c.At the same time persons like me who see things in the form of dreams,premonitions,that too repeatedly are branded as crazy...mad or insane.Even I sit and think why me ? Why not my other siblings see such dreams?.I have no explanation for these dreams of mine.

Let me narrate one more dream of mine.End of May .All of a sudden I stopped sleeping,whether day time or at night.At night for one or two hours ,I started to doze off.In such state ,half asleep..half awake state I saw a huge Cobra sitting by my side.After a few days I saw the same snake sitting on my stomach.Third time he was sitting on my pillow near my head.I was terribly up set and was worried.In one hand I was spending sleepless nights.On the other hand this snake was bothering me.I told my mom about my problem.Instead of getting worried ,she congratulated me saying "You must be expecting a baby,I am sure you'll get a son".According to old philosophy ,if a woman sees a cobra in her dreams,she is suppose to be on her way to getting an addition to the family,that too in the form of a male child.I was non believer in such things.But I was scared of threatened abortion (because of my prior history),due to the appearance of the snake.So I prayed to God never to repeat the dream and in return as soon as I deliver,I would offer Jasmine flowers to God ,that too to a Cobra temple (We believe that Cobra to be a form of God).My dreams stopped.But throughout nine months I could not sleep. I was advised complete bed rest,because of threatened abortion.So I spent my time,day and night reading and listening to light music. January third week I gave birth to a healthy baby boy.(Only after delivery mom told me that if one dreams ,where in you are chased by a Cobra ,you land up in abortion or miscarriage of a male foetus).That year for Nag Panchami--festival of snakes,I tried to get Jasmine flowers to offer to the Snake God.As the weather was bad there were no flights from native place,(where these Jasmine flowers are grown) to Bombay.Instead I sent a bunch of roses and Nag Champa's,on that day to a near by Nag Temple.

After a few days,I do not remember exact date or day but it was month of July.My daughter had gone to school.It was raining heavily.My son who was only six months old,was sleeping.I too thought of a small nap.In an hours time I was woken from my deep slumber by the shouts of my neighbour ,a friend of mine."chaya don't open the door,a huge Black Cobra is sitting in front of your door and knocking on your door".I was shocked.We were staying on the ground floor ,ours was the fourth flat from the entrance.It is still a mystery to me,why a snake passing three entrances which had big rat holes,came to my door.

For two years I could not fulfill my vow of offering Jasmine flowers to the Nag Temple.When my son was two and a half years old,I decided to go in search of Nag temple.We went to Mangalore my native place.Visited all the temples in and around Mangalore but could not find the one which I was looking for.Two days before leaving Mangalore,at the main bus station I heard some one saying the magic words..."SUBRAMANYA".That was the only temple I had not visited.When enquired I was given to understand that it was an ancient village,abode of Aadishesha,God of all snakes,may be about 1000 years old.We planned to visit that temple next day.Tried to get some Jasmine flowers.I could not get them.So I decided to go without them.It was a six hour journey to Subramanya from Mangalore.We caught a bus at six in the morning.At 10.30 when the bus stopped at a bus station for refuelling,we saw a small boy 10-12 years old, sitting with a basketful of Jasmine flowers.Only one boy selling Jasmine flowers,as if waiting for us.We bought all the flowers with the basket and proceeded to our destination and reached exactly in time for the afternoon prayer service (Pooja).Since we had some offerings for the God ,we were shown the idol of "The Snake"---Vasuki..i.e Aadishesha...A huge serpent more than five feet in height,with many hoods,stood with bare minimum of five flowers....Nag Champas.No sooner we offered the flowers,the priest decorated the idol with the Jasmine flowers and continued the prayer service(Aarati).I felt very happy as God helped me in fulfilling my vow.Details of the temple could be found under "Kukke Subramanya Temple" in wikipedia

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XVIExternal World?Any Takers?

2008-02-26T13:05:00.017+01:00

I never believed that there exists another world,"world of the dead".I am yet to come across some one who claims to have been visited by some dead relatives in their dreams.But I was and has had been visited by my aunt.Not once but many times.End of December ,my elder sister Kim was serious.Landed up in surgery and when came out of the surgery,doctors declared that she was suffering from kidney failure.Hence was started on dialysis and finally she died on February 6 ,26 months after, before even she completed her fortieth birth day.Even though she died more than twenty five years ago ,I am still not ready to believe that she died of sickness.A very strong person,she fell sick only twice in her life till then.Once ,at the age of thirteen she suffered from gastroenteritis,second time when she was thirty ,suffered from German Measles.When she landed up in the hospital,she never had any symptoms to indicate that she was suffering from kidney ailment.She had forty eight hours history of high fever.So blood tests were done.Then she developed stomach ache .So she was rushed to the hospital.Again blood tests were repeated not once but three times.But all the reports were normal.Since she continued with stomach pain doctors opened her.Found nothing wrong.As it is kidney problems don't land up over night.It is a slow process where in blood urea nitrogen,uric acid e.t.c.,build up leading to kidney failure. No indications of neither bacterial nor viral infections.And thus started the ordeal of dialysis,finally end of 26 months she died.

Three months before her death i.e November 7 Th ,early morning I had a dream.I was visited by my aunt (whom we called Pachchi-my maternal aunt),in my dream.She was very close to Kim ,when she was alive.Next to Kim she was close to me.As I mentioned in my earlier blog,Pachchi died of kidney failure in 1968.But in fourteen long years I never dreamt of her except one day before her death .In this dream of mine,she did not ask about my health even though I was really sick. Instead asked for a cup of tea which was very dear to Kim.Pachchi ,in her life time never drank tea,not even by mistake.Then asked me how was Kim.As per our belief if a dead person asks for the health of a living person,it is considered that the person would suffer from some form of life threatening sickness.In the case of my sister ,she was already fighting between life and death.So it signified that she came as a messenger of my sisters death.I was furious.I rebuked at her and told her to go and ask Kim herself.Daily my dad used to come to my house to spend some time with my kids.On seventh November,before even I could tell him about my dream,he told me that Kim might not last for more than three months.......was the opinion of her nepherologist.I was shocked.Even then to ease his tension,I just ignored his statement,told him to wish Kim on my behalf,for her wedding anniversary,7 Th November,the day I had my dream.Then slowly I told him about my dream.Immediately he told me that for sure she'll not last for more than three month.And exactly end of three months she died.Once Kim died on February 6 Th ,she visited her elder daughter Appu,(who was only five years old then),for four weeks,in her early morning dreams.Appu still in sleep,would start screaming at my mom to tell her mom to leave the other woman who had accompanied Kim ,that's my dead sister,to leave the woman who had accompanied her, out side the door because she gets scared of that other woman.From her description it appeared to us that other woman was our aunt,Pachchi.Once awake, Appu never remembered the dream.After four weeks Appu's dreams stopped of its own.My mom died after 13 years after my sister's death, at the age of seventy eight.And till her death mom always used to say that Pachchi,her sister took away Kim.

ASKING FOR HELP:-After sixteen months after the death of my sister,in June Pachchi revisited me. Again,This too was an early morning dream.As soon as I saw her, I asked her if she had come with the death-message of some one else in the family. She pacified me by saying she never means or meant any harm to the family she loved so dearly.Only my mom,i.e her sister thinks so.This time she wanted a favour from me.She told me that her son needs to be helped.She needed me to convince my mom to help him.When I asked her where would I find him? She assured me not to worry about that.He knew to find us.So saying she left.Her son a sixteen year old boy ,after performing the twelfth-day rituals for his dead mother,had run away from the house.His father and rest of the family tried their best to trace him.Then his father left it to fate saying ,the way he had left, one day he would return.Five years after the death of my aunt,my uncle too died. After sixteen years of disappearance,my cousin(aunt's son) went to his fathers place.But his uncles threw him out,refused to recognise him.So he wrote to my mom asking her for permission to visit us.Next day of my dream I told my dad about my dream.So my dad asked me to convince my mom about helping my cousin.With in a week of my dream,my cousin's letter arrived from Bangalore,asking for permission to visit us.He explained why he was seeking my mom's help saying his father was dead,he being the heir to the property and wealth ,which his father had left for him ,he had gone to his place,but his uncles had taken everything by force and had disowned him.At the same time he mentioned that he had earned enough money of his own,sufficient to last for his life time.He was only seeking a family which would help him to establish his future.As it was till sixteen years of his life he had grown up with us, as one of us. With great difficulty I convinced mom to help him if and when he comes. (Had she known about my November 7 Th dream ,she would have definitely refused to help my cousin).By the time letter arrived he was already at the railway station,from where he phoned my mom requesting her to send somebody to fetch him,if she would be willing to take him home.I still wonder in how many people's house such things happen?

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XVII "VISIT TO EUROPE"---August-1985

2008-02-26T13:04:00.014+01:00

">Link In the month of August 1985, I woke up from an early morning dream from which I took some time to come to reality.Again one of those early morning dreams.On right of me I was hearing the blowing of the whistle from a train.In front, hooting of the siren from the ship which was in the process of departing from the shore.The port was under construction.The ship was of Ink Blue colour with White lettering's.I could only read "Tirr" from the place where I was standing.As the ship was leaving the shore,I alight from a bus,a hundred meters from the shore.There was a small bus depot under a huge gigantic ,very old tree.I presume that was a bus terminal from the look of it,where I alighted.In my hand there was Sandal wood paste and some Jasmine flowers offered by a priest from the temple,where I had gone to seek blessings from God,for my journey with my children.My hair was wet indicating it might have had rained.I had long hair (which I had about twenty years ago).And I was in a Saree,not pants and T-shirt as I wear now.As per my instructions ,my children had already boarded the ship and were waiting for me.As I alight from the bus and look in the direction of the ship,I see the ship had already left the shore and my daughter and son twelve and eight years respectively ,had their hands extended in my direction ,were screaming. In 1985 my daughter was nine and son was five years old. I woke up terrified hearing my children's screams. I was in a dilemma as to the course of action. I usually go to my uncle in case of such problems. My uncle is an astrologer , a well read and well travelled man.(He is the one who got strangled by the Ghosts which I mentioned under Ghosts).As per his interpretation,bus,train,ship and sea indicate journey to distant land.At a certain period of my life I would be needed to take a decision to accompany my children for the future. Sandal wood paste and flowers indicated that God's blessing were with me.I do agree with part of the interpretation.But according to my dream I was planning to leave not planning to enter.Where as ,in 2002 I entered a place which was virtually lifted from my dream.In reality one would be shocked to note the dream revisited.If one sees the surroundings where ,earlier I was living.There is a huge 3-4 hundred year old tree,now cut to size under which there is a bus depot,on the right there is a railway station and in front of the bus terminal ,at a hundred meters distance is the port from where the ship "Tirrenia" navigates.This dream,I should have taken seriously and should have left home.I did not .And in the following seventeen years not only I suffered but put my children through greater suffering,the guilt of which will go to grave with me.

What surprises me is that I saw a place not the present one but 100 years back dated where there were no present structures. But only sea in front,on a small piece of land, which had a train station almost on the beach at the right side,at 5o meter distance from the huge tree. Under the tree there was a small bus depot and 100 mt's from the bus depot right in front, a port without barriers,where construction was in progress ,of the present port.Really strange.!!!!!!!!Is this a "REMOTE VIEWING " .That too seventeen years in advance?

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XVIII DAD'S DEATH & HIS VISIT AFTER DEATH--1986

2008-02-26T13:02:00.014+01:00

DEAD DO VISIT YOU IN YOUR DREAMS .Even though it is still a disputed matter so far as the dead people are concerned,In reality after the visit of my aunt,my dad,my sister,father-in-law,my mother-in-law,my mother & my dog,I have come to the conclusion that "DEAD DO VISIT YOU IN YOUR DREAMS".Dead visit you for various reasons.As you can see from various blogs of mine, one comes to the conclusion that ,there really exist another world...."WORLD OF THE DEAD".They visit you to ask about the health of the loved ones,help for a living person,or just to make us aware they are there in a different reality and are fine. For some strange reasons I feel that, that loved one if not with in the reach of the dead persons spiritual field,they visit the one who is with in their reach.This is not only applicable to the dead but also the living,wherein in some remote way the living persons ,when they foresee their own death warn their relatives in advance,to protect the ones who would be affected the most....which I think happened with me.My grand-ma warned us three months in advance,aunt came to tell me one day before her death, where as my dad warned me one month in advance to let me know about his death.Possibly my dog made me aware of her death one year in advance.

It was July 25 Th early morning(I can not forget the date because July 24 Th-my BD).In my dream it was 9.pm.I receive a call from my sister-in-law,Shon saying my dad was serious.In my head I hear my dad's voice---"Its a lie,I am dead".Soon I reach my dads house.In the drawing room there lies the body of my dad .As soon as I enter ,a white shadow rises from the body,says bye,asks me to take care of my elder brother ,when I protested he says no one knows when you get your call from above and leaves.As soon as I woke up I told my children about my dream and then brushed it aside.Because if one sees some one's dead body,according to our belief ,the person who is suppose to have died...his life enhances. But still fear lurked in deep corner of my mind (because of my aunt's death but she was seriously sick) and expected the unexpected.Every time phone would ring around nine at night,I missed a heart beat hoping the call should not be from my sister-in-law.Since I had fractured my shoulder blade, I was in plaster,I could not visit my parents for some time.Three days before the death of my father i.e.August 23 Ed I visited my parents.As usual dad spoke a lot with my children and as I was leaving,he took me to the next room and told me that he was worried about my older brother,asking me to take care of him.When I questioned why he was talking like that he told me who knows when one gets a final call.This was the very talk I had with him when the white shadow was bidding me goodbye on July 25 Th, early morning dream.My dad died on August 26 Th 1986 at 7.30.pm at the age of 74. I received the call from my sister-in-law Shon, at 9.pm.,saying dad was serious,come immediately.I knew for sure that dad was dead.When I reached dad's house ,it was the same scene I had seen in my dream.The body lay in the same position and place,I had dreamt.Since I already had cried for the full month anticipating his death,I had no tears left when he really died.

HIS REVISIT :- Exactly three months later ,he visited me in my early morning dream.He looked sad and unhappy.He had grown very thin.He wore a long white,thin shirt from top to bottom .It looked fully torn as if rags.He was sitting on a huge block of ice and the place looked dark, cloudy and full of ice.One thing he hated the most when he was alive ,were torn cloths .So I do not understand ,what message he was trying to give by wearing torn cloths.Our conversation was very brief.I asked him how was he?, he said he was fine.He told me that there are four ranks among the dead?(Told me without my asking him.CAN ANY ONE CONFIRM THIS?).He had been sent to the second rank directly,why? he did not know.Once he finishes his work there he would be sent to the next rank.But when ?he didn't know.When I asked him what was the work he was doing?,he remained silent.I asked him whether he meet any of our relatives?.He said no.He happened to glance at my maternal aunt from a distance(one who died in 1968).Again he repeated the same words that he was worried about my elder brother,asking me to take care of him and he disappeared. My elder brother who was hail & hearty,a man without any health problems, died on April 3 ed ,2000,at the age of fifty nine. I feel dad had perceived my brothers untimely death ,that was the reason why he repeatedly told me take care of him.

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XIX Dead Do visit U in Ur Dreams.1982-2005

2008-02-26T12:59:00.012+01:00

Exactly four months after the death of my father,I lost my father-in-law on December 29 Th 1986.On the seventh day of his death,i.e.
January 5 Th 1987,early morning at 5.am I was woken from my sleep by my father-in-law.I saw him shaking me by holding on to my left shoulder asking me to wake up because he wanted to say "Goodbye".He was well dressed as if he was going for a party.Till then my mind had not registered his death, possibly I was in shock because of his unexpected death.I was under the impression that he was truly waking me.In confusion I opened my eyes.The door which was bolted tightly shut,opened of its own and a cool breeze passed over us....my children,my co-sister and my self. Because of the cool breeze my co-sister woke up to ask me who opened the door.When I narrated,she really started shivering with fear.

1989-----Exactly two years after the death of my father-in-law,I lost my mother-in-law.My children and my self (as in the above case),had shared the bed room with my co-sister.My mother-in-law died on(13 Th night) 14 Th January 1989 around 3.30.am.
On 19 Th January,fifth day of the death of my mother-in-law , early in the morning,I heard her call my name ,then my co-sister's name asking her to take care of me and my children.Hearing my mother-in-law's voice my co-sister woke up.She was not sure whether it was a dream or reality.Since both of us heard my mother-in-laws voice ,we have to believe that it was not a dream but reality.

2003-----I still do not know the meaning or the significance of this dream......

In the early morning .....I was walking in the desert with a small baby girl in my arms.From behind my mom was calling me asking me to walk slowly so that they could catch up with me.I look back and see,my mom accompanied by two aunts,one who's mom's sister, died in 1968 and one more aunt who is my mom sister-in-law who is still alive(who is around 76 years old now),trying to catch up with me.My mom died in 1999 at the age of 78.

Message of Phoophoo's Death,2004 .....December first week.....Early morning ,In my dream I was screaming at my daughter to see that there is enough hot water for my son to take bath.He had gone to the crematorium for cremation.I was in total confusion as to who's cremation.Then I realise that it was my dog Phoophoo, who was dead,I start crying in my dream. My dog died on December 6 Th 2005.

Even though I have been recording many of my dreams,only those which I felt important I have recorded under these blogs.

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XX PHOOPOO---1997-2005

2008-02-26T12:56:00.014+01:00

.This blog,I wish to dedicate in the memory of my dearest friend,a child in the form of dog.She was my companion for eight years,two months and eleven days.(Who died yesterday December 6 Th 2005,at 9.20 AM.)Her name was Phoopoo.Right from my childhood I have seen many dogs .But non can replace my Phoopoo.For me she was more human than a dog because she taught me some of the amazing things.She came into our life when she was twelve weeks old.Sitting in front of me or my daughter,she would put her two tiny paws one on each shoulder and lick our face just to show her affection.It was exactly eight years back ,on December 27 Th that I went with my children to see my dog.Instead of we selecting her,I should say she selected us.Leaving other puppies,her mother and grand mother,she came straight to me.Climbed on my lap and sat without fear,as if she knew me for ages. First thing ,my daughter toilet trained her in one hour.Next was my son's turn.In one lesson he taught her to climb stairs.I do not know about other dogs.But she was a quick learner.She was one dog,even if you offer her a small piece of bread,she would sit down gracefully and eat with great appreciation and taste,after which would come to me ,lick my hand to say thank you.I could read that in her eyes.Vets say that dogs cannot see colours.But my dog was able to identify four colours,Red,Green,Blue and Black.Be it sandals,gas lighters,clothes even the cars on the road,she was able to pin point the colours.She could count up to seven.We used to show number of fingers ask her to choose or sticks laid on the floor.She was able to identify easily without mistake
Some amazing facts about Phoopoo are
(1) She with stood fifteen hours of plane travel ,with out any problems.

(According to her vet it was difficult for a dog to with stand a 15 hours flight,he advised us not to take her because at the end of the journey she might land up dead.)

(2) She lived exactly for three years,three months,three days on the soil of Italy.We landed ,3 Ed of Sept,2002,She died on 6Th December,2005

(Exactly 1199 days...which is really strange).

(3) Exactly forty days after the visit of DF.I was in the kitchen with her.As soon as he was seated ,she insisted that I take her out.When I let her out of the kitchen ,she stood out side the drawing room door,smelt his odour from behind the closed door,looked at me happily,ran to the loo,opened the toilet door herself,after finished peeing went into my room,sat down looking at me smilingly.We still feel her presence in the house.We thought it to be our feelings.But on fourteenth February ,a friend of ours happened to come to our house,who felt that he heard the growling of the dog in our store room.He went and opened the store room door.Even he felt her presence. In my life I have lost so many of my near and dear ,old and young relatives.But never felt the loss for long. Phoopoo, even though an animal,has stirred my soul inside out,was more an angel,so precious,I have lost.Till I die,I do not know whether I'll be able to come to terms with her death.

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2008-02-26T12:12:00.010+01:00

Link I do not know the significance of these weired dreams
(1) Two hours before the death of my dog,In my dream I saw her dead body,in front a small girl offering her salutations with the two hands clasped together,head bent with a sad look.Now except my aunt and my dog ,no one else has visited me.Only when I miss my dog or I am sad,she appears in my dream saying she'll be always with me,thus consoles me.

(2) One week after the death of my dog,I saw a dream in which,I was in Bombay,running to visit a relative of mine.I had to climb a hillock to get to the other part of the city.At a certain level my aunt was standing with a man.Even though my aunt had visited me many times,I had not seen her face clearly,her face always appeared hazy.But in this dream her face was very clear.From where they stood ,there were three diversions to the other side of the city. On the upper level there were tiny looking red cars,all similar,running in one direction only-that road was dangerous because of the fast moving vehicles.Second and the middle one had many ups and downs .But a short cut.You could reach fast.Third one was a long smooth walk.Both suggested me to opt for the middle one.When I agreed to take the middle road,they opened a huge gate and held it open till I crossed.After passing the gate when I looked back the man was gone.But my aunt waived at me with a smile.

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Cow's plea

2008-02-21T17:56:00.009+01:00

This happened the year P finished his final exam of medicine. He decided to visit his grand parents (M) in native village along with his mother.P's father 'J' too wanted to go with them,as he was constantly dreaming of a cow which was full term and having trouble in delivery.When P's father inquired whether there was any cow about to give birth,as the mother and son did not want the father to accompany them ,lied,saying at present no cow is due for delivery.Next day of their departure to native place,J could not sleep due to the troubled pleas of the cow asking him to come and help her in her delivery.So not bothering of displeasing his wife and son,J traveled to native place,14 hours journey, only to see the cow he had dreamed of ,was really pleading for help for more than a week.Owner of the cow had sent some one to fetch the Vet.Since Vet was very busy,they had to wait.The minute J saw the cows plight,he asked the owner of the cow,who was his own f-in-l,to get some hot water.After cleaning himself thoroughly,putting both his hands into the cow,he pulled out the calf and helped the cow with her delivery.Both cow and calf were safe but for some minor breathing trouble of the calf.In the mean time the Vet arrived.After examination of both calf and the cow,he told but for the timely delivery,both would have died.
This shows that if you love animals,they communicate to you,asking for help.On the other hand it proves that it is not necessary to have a degree to help in the delivering babies whether of human or animal.
Just wish to mention that the cows mother was helped by J ,when she was expecting this cow,who died after delivery because of owners neglect.