Sadhvi Kalp Lata
Sadhvi Sonaji (Didwana) was going to Bombay for Chaturmas. She was almost at the end of her journey. When she reached near Bombay, the sojourn was in Indrapuri. A large number of devotees were with her. The whole day passed in discussion and meditation. Everybody was pleased with the religious atmosphere. At sun-set, the people returned to their houses. Mansinghji Baid said, “Everybody is going back, but my family will stay here during the night.”
The nuns were busy in their meditation. The people were ready to sleep. Suddenly, the Weather changed and storm hit the village with heavy rainfall. The storm and the heavy rainfall created a dangerous situation in the small village. The huts of the poor people were blown away. The houses collapsed and many people were injured. Such type of terrible storm had not hit the village in the recent past.
The house, where the nuns stayed was ruined. Slowly, the water dripped into the house and soon it was full of water. It was dark everywhere, but fortunately the lantern which was kept there did not extinguish. As soon as the water started dripping inside, the nuns stood up with their luggage on their shoulders. All the nuns started chanting the Mantra, Om Bhikshu’. The roof of the room was crumpling into small pieces, but it did not harm the nuns. There was no dry place left where they could take shelter. The intensity of rain increased. There was chaos in the village. Nobody was able to see anything in that dense darkness. Streets were filled with water. Everybody was helpless. It. was impossible for the nuns to change their lodging in that situation.
While standing, they were chanting their Mantra and watching the heavy rainfall. To their surprise, they were safe even in such circumstances.
As the rain stopped, Mansinghji came there with his car and said, ‘The electric cables are totally damaged due to the heavy rain. Everywhere there is water. You cannot stay here, so, I have got a room opened in a school. With the help of the light of my car, you can walk towards the school. Nobody knows when the house might collapse.’
