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 Shared by a devotee in the book: "Babaji - the unfathomable"
Reading religious books for many years had strengthened my yearning for spiritual guidance. I didn't want to become a disciple of just any guru. Gurus, I thought, are just like us; they are born and they die. Avatars though are exceptional.
I discovered a book in Bengali called Blessings and Precepts. It contained information about the old Haidakhan Baba, acknowledged as the incarnation of the immortal Babaji and included two photographs, which so captivated me that I began to pray to this Babaji.
Later I came across Autobiography of a Yogi, which contained further descriptions of Babaji. I was so impressed with this book that I prayed to be accepted as His disciple.
The years went by and gradually I felt Babaji closer and closer.
One day a friend of my father's mentioned that Babaji had reappeared in the form of Haidakhan Baba and was living somewhere in north India in the Himalayan Mountains.
This friend had even visited Him and had invited Him, on behalf of many devotees, to visit them in Assam. Babaji fulfilled their wish and came. On the second day after His arrival in Assam, I took a good look at Him, from a distance. He didn't resemble the picture in the book and this threw me into confusion. It was hard recognizing Yogananda's Babaji in this one. Yet I was drawn to Him like a magnet.
Hesitantly I approached Him, bowed down and asked: "Are you Babaji?" Someone standing nearby answered, 'Yes, He's Babaji."
In the Autobiography it is said that Babaji initiates some earnest seekers into Kriya Yoga so I asked for this initiation but He declined.
I wasn't ready to give up so easily and so persisted. "If you don't initiate me then my life has no meaning any more. I'd rather die."
Babaji gave me a look, which penetrated my heart. I was in shock from the energy issuing forth from His eyes. I was trembling as all became silent.
At last, He said: “Come to Vrindavan. There you shall receive from me what you desire.”
I doubted that my employer would be willing to give me any more days off so soon after this break, but Babaji assured me: “Don’t worry, soon you’ll be able to come.”
Four or five months later my elderly father was accompanying Babaji on a visit to various holy sites. At Madhuban, near Vrindavan, he had a fall and injured his hip and had to be taken to hospital. Because of this I was able to take leave and go to Babaji in Vrindavan where He initiated me into Kriya Yoga.
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