My Time in the Dark Room

by Jagjivanbhai Tailor

(Translated from the Gujarati magazine “ Haribhav” Sept. 2001)

After waiting for one year I got my turn to sit in a dark room in the Surat Ashram. I got a letter from them but I had fever and I couldn’t take food. My wife told me not to go and she cried. But I collected strength and went for my turn anyway. I felt some problems first but after that I felt happiness and peace. I started swinging* with chanting of Hari Om. I felt the presence of Pujya Mota all time. At present most saints collect money from society and build temples, but Pujya Mota collects money and builds rooms for schools in small isolated villages.