The Mystic Journey

One of the more extreme incidents of astral travelling that I experienced was triggered by a horrific accident. Most times, I reach the astral plane after i've fallen into slumber, sometimes deep, sometimes fitful and disturbed.  But in this one case, I had hit a road divider while I was driving, perhaps a bit rashly, not turning in steeply enough at a sharp corner, and ended up hitting a road divider full-tilt. The car was almost totalled, and my face got smashed in, and I lost consciousness. I suspect what followed was not just an out-of-body experience. It was closer to a Near-Death experience. But my memory of the whole experience was most pleasant. I found myself in an ethereal world. Is there any place as beautiful as this in the world, I asked myself. I was standing by a beautiful silver and blue lake, the calm waters just rippling slowly. I looked around, admiring the beautiful flowers and the mammoth trees with their swaying branches, all immaculately clean…whe...

A strange experience happened when I was holidaying in London. The streets were bustling with the loud laughter of people, it was about 7.30 pm, the witching hour, they’d say! I had planned to go clubbing with Nilu and some of my friends from the city, leaving Rahul at home with a nanny. Plus a local friend Sita’s son Ayush, was also with him at home for company and they were busy playing with a room-sized remote-controlled electric train set. He hardly noticed me when I said bye to him, feeling guilty for leaving him at home.  I was wearing a black top, blue jeans and black boots, it was getting chilly and I truly enjoyed the weather. My friends took me to a club, and just as we alighted from the taxi, I told them that I had been at that same place before. They laughed and said that wasn’t possible at all, because the joint had opened just two months before. I was now convinced that it was my astral travelling that had brought me here. I told them so, and said, ’Let’s not ...

The experience I'm going to tell you about happened when I was at my weakest, after an accident, in bed, helpless and tied down with pipes and tubes and drips. I’m walking through a strange place in a war zone. It is genocide. But why are they trying to kill only the men? I stand and watch in horror as the men are shot and thrown into the river. Does that river look familiar? The sight is petrifying. I keep standing there, not moving an inch, my body completely numb. The soldiers keep watching me. They are amazed to see me just standing there, and not running.  Once the killing is done, they just walk away, and I see Nilu coming towards me. She holds my hand and guides me into a lane, saying she wants to show me something. I just follow her like a child. The lane has been decorated with lights, the most beautiful lights ever put up. It’s mesmerising, the beauty of it. They are of all colours, shapes and sizes. It looks like she has brought the stars down to Earth. I run a...