ChinmayC Blog

It is a fact of life that we keep on getting celestial or divine messages from the invisible world—particularly during times when catastrophes/tragedies happening in or about to befall our family or locality or country and we might as well call these as intuition or premonition or telepathy or presentiment or the like. Most of the times we fail to decipher these in time; sometimes we understand but fail to act upon it and some other time we comprehend enough to prepare well for it. From at least three months prior to my father’s demise I had been having a very disturbing time—wanting desperately to go to him, be by his side; dreaming about him and at times having a hallucination of seeing him around. However, living quite far away from home, I failed to act upon it due to various external factors including a persistent financial strain. As was inevitable, he passed away one early morning and I could reach home only on the sixth day travelling for three days on an ordinary train as book...

He was attending on his ailing father-in-law when his mobile rang. He did not want to disturb the old man who was virtually on his death bed and came outside. It was gloomy afternoon with daylight nearly snuffed out by dark threatening clouds and flashes of lightning and thunder in between. He came under the shed in the outer courtyard of the old traditional house and answered his phone. Suddenly a tremendous flash of lightning nearly blinded him and the accompanying thunder deafened him. His mobile blinked and went dead. As he looked at his phone in great astonishment a message hit him unawares making him dumbfounded. He just knew that the lightning struck at least one person or more dead somewhere in the town or in the outskirts. He was instantly enveloped in an inexplicable wave of sorrow. He felt weak in the knees and sick... Read the Full Experience Here... 

My grandfather , Indreswar Chakravarty, was a very learned man, though he had the opportunity to study only up to matriculation level. He was a scholar in Sanskrit language and always gave time to interpret and analyze ancient Sanskrit scriptures. He wrote articles regularly and published one book too in late years. He had a perfect sense of reasoning and a logical mind. He used to tell me that he had had numerous paranormal experiences and he tried to explain or justify or negate everyone of them. But, some of them remained as they were. Here is one of them. One fine morning my grandfather was reading a book in the sitting room. On being called by his name he looked up towards the doorway. A very well dressed strikingly handsome young man was standing there and asking for a glass of water. Failing to recognize him Grandpa requested him to sit and turned to the sideways table to pour a glass of water. In a moment he faced the young man with the glass ready. The young man had vanished....