Released on April 17, 2008 by Federation of God Believers.

New Delhi, India:IR Summary -  How Prayer is heard? I’ve just got a flash back about my schooling.  I’ad smooth schooling up to 4th standard in a govt. school, Montgomery in Undivided India, now Pakistan with a new name of Saiwal, where I was living with my parents.

Those days were lovely for children,   generally no problem for any student of any class, since all students were automatically qualified with pass marks in junior classes.

All students of up to 9th class were declared pass irrespective of whatever papers they submitted, or marks  obtained, it was all immaterial. In fact,  seats in all classes of schools were far more than the actual required numbers, since the population was unimaginably less. So school authorities used to seek parents to send their children to their schools and gave incentives.

The parents normally sent their children for schooling at the age of 5, but as I had deficient memory or cognitive dysfunctions not like other normal students, my father was not in a hurry to get me admitted to a school. He had, therefore, no regret that I was nearing seven and still not entered the school life.

Among other reasons of my getting late schooling was that my father probably wanted to buy more time for me to be absolutely fit for remembering the school lessons; he believed, more the age in childhood, better the grasping power.

There was another reason for my joining late school. My father had a very big house, spreading into many acres, in a village with all amenities, situated nearby Talagang Tehsil, Kamilpur in Undivided India and now in Pakistan.
 
But my father had come to Montgomery (now Saiwal in Pakistan) for work, he’ad adopted a profession in a court to help the litigants, to give them legal consultancy apart from drafting the cases for them.

In addition, my father had known Pushto, language of Pathans of North Western Frontiers, and used to help the court by acting as an interpreter on special request by the Court, particularly in murder cases. 

My mother with all members of the family stayed behind in the village called Akwal situated west 3 miles of Talagang, it was considered a wealthy village those days. In between, my mother joined my father in Montgomery for some years, where I was born on January 15, 1927, and thereafter my mother returned to her village Akwal, means our village, in Talagang Tehsil.

When I was about a year, I suffered from pneumonia and was admitted to a local hospital in Talagang, where my material uncles and other relatives also reached to enquire me. The doctors declared that the case had gone out of their hands and asked my parents to take the child home, since he could expire any moment.

As in India, you know that prayers had lot of effect and people put complete faith in their God and get relief. 

Similar, was my case, my father, a great devotee of Lord Vishnu, told my mother that she should simply vow to read the Holy Gita regularly, and see the miracle of Lord Vishnu. My mother prayed by the side of my bed where I was lying and just in seconds, the Supreme Godhead Lord Vishnu blessed me and I returned to my normal state. This divine grace of Lord Vishnu became the story of the town. It also became a popular story in our family.

When my mother promised before the idol of Lord Krishna to read the Holy Gita regularly, the doctors were amazed at the result that my high fever immediately receded to normal.

The unanimous opinion of the doctors was that it was a miracle happened that the child for whom no hope of survival, which was just a case of about a few minutes, miraculously survived so fast as if the child had no fever at all.

I was declared fit and discharged from the hospital. My mother was a very noble lady but very strict; she kept her promise for whole of her life and thereafter never missed to read the Holy Gita, and became a great devotee of Lord Vishnu or Lord Krishna.

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