There was a Harijan woman named Ghonda in a village named Malideval. She and her sister Mukta used to visit Sadhvi Rayakanwarji (Sardarshahar) during her Chaturmas.' Both of them used to fast regularly and chant the Mantra on every Trayodashi (13th day of the lunar month). ln Malideval (Maharashtra), there is a custom that on a particular day the owners of the bulls decorate them. A race is organised among the bulls. The owner of the bull which stands first is awarded a trophy. Ghonda had fasted with silence and was chanting the Mantra of Swamiji on the platform which was just in the front of the race course.
Suddenly a bull got out of control and started running here and there violently. In spite of making an effort to catch the bull, it did not come under control. The spectators were afraid and ran helter-skelter. ‘Catch! Catch!’ was the only voice heard there. Everyone feared death. On the other hand, Ghonda was sitting still and chanting the Mantra. The bull came running and climbed up the stage where she was sitting. It was aggressive and broke the wooden plank and the stage. Unfortunately, the plank fell on Ghonda’s head. The bull also ran towards her. People shouted, “She will die, she will die.” It was surprising that in spite of all this, Ghonda remained calm and quiet. She was neither hurt nor afraid of all this. Everybody was stunned at her deep concentration and viewed her with great respect. Let was the tremendous power of the Japa that saved her.