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Clairvoyant encounters
I have firmly believed in the tenets of our religion and after death ceremonies since I was a college student, thanks to my fui’s (aunt) friend Prof Bapsi Vakil who was a clairvoyant. As a professor teaching English, she was brilliant. College students normally bunk classes, but students from other classes would attend her lectures.
Bapsi was fair, short haired with twinkling eyes and wore midi dresses. She loved gardening and we enjoyed the fruits — rich and luscious, fresh off the trees. During our vacations, my cousins and I would visit her and she would virtually force feed us with goodies. Those were wonderful days, carefree, bindaas as they say. We would hire small bicycles and go off to her bungalow, have a blast and return happy and content.
There are many instances of her clairvoyance, but I will confine myself to three, all connected to my bapaiji (grandmother), Tehmina.
Bapsi’s husband Minchi Uncle, as we used to call him, was chief engineer on a ship and she would sometimes sail with him. When my bapaiji passed away, Bapsi knew about it while aboard the ship, without any message having reached her. She told Minchi uncle, "Tehmina aunty has passed away.”
Another instance was on bapaiji’s birthday after her death. My maternal grandfather had just passed away and everybody was very busy. Bapaiji appeared in Bapsi’s dream wearing a blouse and ijaar and told her, "Ask Banu (my fui) to give my sari. Bapsi went immediately to my fui to tell her this, and they realized that in their turmoil they had forgotten to give a set of clothes to the priest for the birthday baj. This was rectified immediately.
In the third instance, Bapsi saw bapaiji at her door and asked her to come in. Bapaiji replied, "Today is Bahram roz, my Keki’s (my dad) birthday and I am going there.” Bapsi did not know when my dad’s birthday was; but she checked with my fui when they next met and she confirmed it. We were all surprised when we heard about this.
I realized that prayers are accepted by fravashis. It is not just manmade hocus-pocus. Religious tenets and prayers are very important and must be followed with faith. ARMIN DUTIA MOTASHAW
Ahmedabad
armindutiamotashaw@gmail.com
Bapsi was fair, short haired with twinkling eyes and wore midi dresses. She loved gardening and we enjoyed the fruits — rich and luscious, fresh off the trees. During our vacations, my cousins and I would visit her and she would virtually force feed us with goodies. Those were wonderful days, carefree, bindaas as they say. We would hire small bicycles and go off to her bungalow, have a blast and return happy and content.
There are many instances of her clairvoyance, but I will confine myself to three, all connected to my bapaiji (grandmother), Tehmina.
Bapsi’s husband Minchi Uncle, as we used to call him, was chief engineer on a ship and she would sometimes sail with him. When my bapaiji passed away, Bapsi knew about it while aboard the ship, without any message having reached her. She told Minchi uncle, "Tehmina aunty has passed away.”
Another instance was on bapaiji’s birthday after her death. My maternal grandfather had just passed away and everybody was very busy. Bapaiji appeared in Bapsi’s dream wearing a blouse and ijaar and told her, "Ask Banu (my fui) to give my sari. Bapsi went immediately to my fui to tell her this, and they realized that in their turmoil they had forgotten to give a set of clothes to the priest for the birthday baj. This was rectified immediately.
In the third instance, Bapsi saw bapaiji at her door and asked her to come in. Bapaiji replied, "Today is Bahram roz, my Keki’s (my dad) birthday and I am going there.” Bapsi did not know when my dad’s birthday was; but she checked with my fui when they next met and she confirmed it. We were all surprised when we heard about this.
I realized that prayers are accepted by fravashis. It is not just manmade hocus-pocus. Religious tenets and prayers are very important and must be followed with faith. ARMIN DUTIA MOTASHAW
Ahmedabad
armindutiamotashaw@gmail.com
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