The Power of ESP and its Manifestation
In life one can come across sometimes strange phenomena that cannot be explained. Some of them are experienced and one can search for a answer, but none is forthcoming. I write of a Moslem Pir who is even now having his meetings on Mohamadali road , close to Bhendi bazar in Mumbai. The Pir is a man of God who possesses uncanny powers connected with ESP.He has the ability to read your mind and then suggest a course of action.
The Pir named Sayyed Nasiruddin Badshamia Qadri Nakshbandi is a hereditary Pir, whose ancestors have all been Pirs. But each generation has passed the secret of divination and ESP to the next generation.Originally from Kutch the Pir now has his ‘durbar’ on Mohamadali road. In fact I met the Pir the first time as a young lad 3 decades back and every time I met him, I came back convinced that this man was no ordinary morta.
The timings for meeting the Pir are to say the least unique.He generally starts his sessions from about 7 pm and sits late up to the early hours of the morning.Hundreds of visitors throng to the Pir’s sessions and believe me, eminent film producers and men of standing are also frequent visitors there. The Pir has a small porcelain plate, in which the visitor puts his thumb and then he has to say nothing as the Pir will then relate to him, why he has come and what is in his mind.
This is uncanny phenomena and cannot be explained by science. Perhaps he has the power of telepathy, but how he developed it is a mystery.It appears these powers are latent in the human body and can be developed by anybody. But the way to go about it is a closely guarded secret. The best part is that the Pir takes no money and has no ‘fee’ to meet him.However one may give him some money as a mark of gratitude for the help he provides. This is the last frontier of science and perhaps at one stage this will also be unravelled. Till then we can meet the Pir and relish the fact that India is home to many mysteries. It will be some time before all these mysteries are unravelled.
Update
The revered Pir passed away a few months back. His going has left a void, but just like water finds its own level, his son Pir Raza Baba has taken over. He is a man of god and one will relish a meeting with him.
The Pir named Sayyed Nasiruddin Badshamia Qadri Nakshbandi is a hereditary Pir, whose ancestors have all been Pirs. But each generation has passed the secret of divination and ESP to the next generation.Originally from Kutch the Pir now has his ‘durbar’ on Mohamadali road. In fact I met the Pir the first time as a young lad 3 decades back and every time I met him, I came back convinced that this man was no ordinary morta.
The timings for meeting the Pir are to say the least unique.He generally starts his sessions from about 7 pm and sits late up to the early hours of the morning.Hundreds of visitors throng to the Pir’s sessions and believe me, eminent film producers and men of standing are also frequent visitors there. The Pir has a small porcelain plate, in which the visitor puts his thumb and then he has to say nothing as the Pir will then relate to him, why he has come and what is in his mind.
This is uncanny phenomena and cannot be explained by science. Perhaps he has the power of telepathy, but how he developed it is a mystery.It appears these powers are latent in the human body and can be developed by anybody. But the way to go about it is a closely guarded secret. The best part is that the Pir takes no money and has no ‘fee’ to meet him.However one may give him some money as a mark of gratitude for the help he provides. This is the last frontier of science and perhaps at one stage this will also be unravelled. Till then we can meet the Pir and relish the fact that India is home to many mysteries. It will be some time before all these mysteries are unravelled.
Update
The revered Pir passed away a few months back. His going has left a void, but just like water finds its own level, his son Pir Raza Baba has taken over. He is a man of god and one will relish a meeting with him.
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