1997-0000 Short Prose ‘A Narrow Escape’ from 1997-98 Sahaj Amrit, Pages 13 and 14
A Sahaj Yogi was travelling in a train as usual at a station, when the train halted, he noticed some young people selling certain pamphlets. He got down to find out what it was all about. He went there and found this was a print of some miniature paintings, he was fascinated and purchased a few. It took him sometime to get back the change from the vendors. Meanwhile, the train had started to move. He rushed and could catch hold of a rod fixed on a window of a toilet of the train. The train started running fast and he kept on crying, for a long time for help, but due to the loud noise made by the engine, nobody was there to listen to his cries. It was night time and most of the people in the train were sleeping and there were no people to find him hanging like this. He almost started to have a feeling of numbness all over his body. Meanwhile a lady opened the door of the toilet to use it. She saw his face from the window pane and took him for a ghost, because he was not able to even talk, due to the numbness overpowering him so speedily. The lady fainted there and then.
He thought that this was the end of his life. Tears started rolling down his cheeks.
He thought that, at the time of his death, he should remember only the HOLY MOTHER, he felt almost half-dead in somebody's arms. It was like a big bang, what he felt.
When he opened his eyes, he found himself on a hospital bed. He saw his wife sleeping in a chair near his bed. That very momenta nurse entered the room with the breakfast tray.
He came to know that one week before he was found lying near a railway track, on a heap of grass. He wondered how all this could happen. Then only he understood that the arms which gave him support. When he was falling down were the arms of HOLY MOTHER and none else.
His wife was very happy to tell him that he was saved by a mirale only and his medical reports were all normal. Only if was due to shock that he was unconscious for eight days.