by Justice (Retd.) Janki Nath Bhat
shall briefly put down some of my experiences with Babh Ji. I will mention
only a few, otherwise this book will be too big a volume full of such information.
A tall figure clad
in thick clothes, resembling the dress of a police functionary, with a
hat on head, long rubber boots both in summer and winter, a rope tied with
his body and held at the other end by one or two of his disciple-companions
and a big 'danda' in hand he could appear on odd places sometimes muttering,
sometimes talking to people enroute. Earlier some people considered him
almost insane, but when later people came to know of his eminence in the
spiritual world they would fall at his feet even on the road side, with
utmost respect for him.
When I saw him for
the first time I got somewhat scared and would try to avoid him. This experience
repeated itself more than once. I was staying in a rented house at Sathoo
Barbarshah, Srinagar. He would occasionally visit my landlady who was a
widow and a very pious soul. Whenever he would come to the house I would
hide myself, but later I had the privilege of being one of his near beloved
proteges. On his second or third visit to the lady, he spread a 'waguv'
a grass mat (chattai) in the compound, which was considered to be a bad
omen. The poor landlady got worried about us. Just a few days later my
wife fell seriously ill, and was confined to bed for over six months. She
recovered near about "Navreh". In came babh Ji with three or four men and
asked my wife if she had recovered and asked to serve meals, which was
ready because of the auspicious day, with her own hands. Thereafter the
distance between him and our family came to an end. He would stay at our
place both in Srinagar and at Jammu for weeks together and feel very happy
and relieved. He only exhorted me scores of times in writing also that
I should not go hither or thither. 'I was under his banner'. This also
had a significance and deep meaning.
I had a weakness for
spiritual people. Our family would also visit another saint who was kind
to us. My wife would feel quite attracted to that holy man. This was not
acceptable to Babhji. Babhji always advised me in so many writings in his
own hand as well as verbally that I was under his banner and I should not
go elsewhere. Due to my weakness for saints I once along with my wife went
to a highly placed Muslim friend of mine. He too had a Muslim saint at
his place. The saint, who had a squint eye, was shabbily dressed. As soon
as we met him he asked my wife, "Why have you displeased Nandbabh. Whatever
we had was due to his blessings". This remark of a saint who designated
himself as Sub-Inspector in charge of Hazratbal under Nandbab whom he described
as the Defence Minister of India, greatly upset and amazed us.
Here I would like
to add one more miracle of Nandbabh. Both my wife and me went to see the
other saint at Anantnag where he was staying. But our car, a new one, abruptly
stopped near Badhamibagh contonement and would not move. I suspected the
disapproval of Babh for this visit. I directed the driver to drive us back
to our residence, the car went on smoothly without any trouble. Next day
my wife accompanied by another Mahatma went to the saint at Anantnag. I
did not go. In the evening Babhji and me met at a party where he was very
angry why my wife had gone to the saint.
Nandbabh was an eminent
omniscient. He could predict the future of individuals, families, groups,
administrators. Future was clear before his evolved spiritual eye and he
would try to help others, administrators, biggies and even governments.
Wherever he stayed
the place would be thronged by people from all religions and regions. He
would view the audience with a penetrating look and then reading
the mind of every one present there come out with parables, enigmatic aspirations
and some times direct or indirect predictions which would suit one or the
other in the audience. He would seldom talk directly but would go on dictating
to anybody present containing answers to many mental queries of the
people sitting there.
Babh's spiritual assets
were inexhaustable and never diminishing. He would grant boons, favours
from his spiritual assets. He was considered the Defence Minister of India.
Once he was staying with us at Jammu where he had come by a taxi. After
a few days he abruptly left for Delhi; enroute the car ran on simple water
when its petrol was exhausted (mentioned to me by the taxi driver) and
therefrom to Bombay. In Bombay he went to the International Airport. Indira
Gandhi had left for some foreign country by a plane which developed some
trouble after some time. The plane had to come back and land at Santa Cruz
Airport. Babh was seated in a chair all along till Mrs. Gandhi landed.
Then she left by another plane. Babh left the airport saying that his job
He had named me Hari
Singh and if I did not visit him for some time he would send word through
some common source to complain to Hari Singh (i.e. me) that he had not
seen Babh for quite some time and should see him.
He predicted my elevation
to the Bench at least three years before I became a judge, in fact took
me to the room which I later occupied, telling me that that was my room.
Just a week before
the death of my mother, who died suddenly, he consoled my father that the
inevitable has to happen and he should reconcile. None could understand
what he said.
Once Nandbabh was
staying with us at Srinagar. He asked my niece, then a college student,
to sit before him on the bed. Babh wept bitterly and used a language normally
used at mourning ceremony. We could not understand anything, but after
three years my niece died at a young age of 21 years in a far off place
leaving behind her a 21 days old infant.
When I became an M.L.A.
in 1962 after the declaration of results he immediately went to the Returning
Officer's (D.C.'s) office and sealed all the election files.
Once a serious delivery
case in the family was admitted in the nursing home at 5.a.m. Babh came
at 10 a.m. and sat at our place. He continued to sit till 4.30 p.m. when
he asked me to take down that all worries of Janki Nath Bhat were over
and all was well. He kept me busy writing chits all the day. Immediately
after he left, a telephonic call from the nursing home informed me about
a safe delivery.
I once could not go
to him for two or three months. Meanwhile I contacted an eminent saint
from outside the State. I had further commitment with him. When I met the
Babh later on he did not up approve of my taking initiation from a foreigner
and disclosed all that had taken place between that saint and myself with
dates. I was astonished.
A certain officer
was prosecuted, and he was, according to all possible calculations, to
be convicted very soon. I requested Babh to save him, stating that I had
never asked for any favour except this. Babh never replied nor looked at
the official. Within two weeks the officer was acquitted, against all expectations.
Babh was interested
in a highly placed government official who had been prosecuted on the charges
of corruption. It was a very serious case. I did not then know the Babh
so much, but I was the counsel for the official. Babh made me write pages
after pages; all unintelligible for me, but at the end made me write that
Mr. so & so is honourably acquitted. The allegation against the officer
was that he had used Government marked material in the construction of
an annex (which according to all knowledgeable sources was correct). When
the presiding officer visited the spot, the annexe was demolished in his
presence but the government marked material was found nowhere resulting
in an honourable acquittal of the officer against all calculations and
Once we were coming
back from Haari Ganiwan a place which Babh frequently visited. Near the
Wail bridge over Sindh river, the road was blocked due to some electric
wire having fallen on the road (a rare phenomenon at such a place). All
traffic came to a halt and our car too had to stop. The highest officer
of the Forest Department was also there. (I was then a judge of the High
Court). Babh was seated in the front seat. As soon as the officer saw Babh
Ji he fell at his feet and Babh ji muttered something about some construction.
I was almost in charge of that construction. I got the hint and made a
request to the officer about timber for Babh's residence at Nunar which
was under construction. The construction had come to a halt for want of
timber. The officer said that his present job was due to Swami Ji and he
During the 1965 invasion
on Kashmir by Pakistan Nandbabh spent so many nights in the big compound
of Shri Bal Kak Dhar, a very important Kashmiri Pandit, and lit a fire
all the time. One morning when I went to see him he was muttering something
which I could not follow but one thing he said clearly was that Pakistani
forces were going to capture Srinagar airport and he had to spend nights
to avoid any such thing happening. Later it transpired officially that
the Pakistani raiders had made all attempts to capture the Srinagar airport
but failed. Again during that time we were assembled at the residence if
Shri K.N. Kaul a close disciple of Babh Ji. Babh Ji too was present. We
had performed a Hawan to ward off the invasion. A Pakistani jet over the
Valley and we grew panicky but Babh assured us nothing could happen and
on the insistence of Mrs. Kaul about our safety Babh remarked "Meine
jo likh diya ab kya ishtam likh doon" meaning "I have already written
down, should I give it on an affidavit."
Once my mother got
seriously ill at Jammu. I sent a letter to Babh Ji requesting him for his
blessings. A reply in his own hand said " Roag moma had, hale and hearty"
( meaning illness is puzzle, (she) will be hale and hearty ) My mother
recovered soon. Later when we called on his Nunar residence he asked "How
is Tekri Dedi now", naming my mother as Tekri Dedi, who was with
me. I said "Tekri Dedi is here to pay her respects to you", and he smiled.
My son was to be married.
On the day of marriage when the Barat was about to leave thick clouds came
over the sky and a shower of rain as well. I got upset because the bride's
side had arranged an open party for my guests, including some VIPs, where
they were to take their meals. But the rains did not come. Later on I learnt
from the bride's people that about the time of arrival of Barat Babhji
came there, looking at the sky said no rain should come as our Barat was
coming. Actually no rains came.