Am
I paying for Past Life Deeds.
A
29 yr old man told Dr Vandana, I am facing many issues in life I want to go to
my past life linked to these issues. I did not wrong anyone, still who so ever
comes troubles me. The moment I gain something the very second moment it is
lost.
Session….
I
am sitting near my wife in my home. I am very angry and disturbed. Something
has happened. My wife is telling me something. She is giving me water but I am
not drinking. I am in my 50s.
Now
I am standing outside with a boy, who is my son, facing lot of people. Something
linked to my son happened. I am trembling with anger. I am telling them we will
see you. I told my son let us go from here we will see them. While returning my
son is trying to explain something and convince me. He went somewhere. I enter
my home. My wife phir se mujhe samjah rahi hai. Now we are taking meal. My son
and two of his children are also with us.
I
am going for my work. I am wearing white clothes. I am entering a big gate.
People are wishing me. I am a proud man. I am inside a thread factory. It is my
factory. There is not much light inside the factory. Thread is coming and
rolling. People are giving color by hands. My factory is not in good working condition.
Now I am sitting in my office. It is very big and nice. My manager is coming.
He is loyal to me. He told something happened and a worker died in factory. It
did not affect me. I told him to settle it himself. My name is Ram Kishan. I am
well to do person and do not lack anything. I even own a car, black color and have
a driver. I told my driver to go and I am driving my car. I think I have some
affair. I went to some other home. I have a child with that woman. I stayed at that
home for few hours and returned back to my office.
It
is night. I am driving. I am crossing fields and reached a small house. There
is a bald man. He is giving me very important red stamped paper. I am giving
him money. As I sat in the car with papers it seems somebody is hitting. In
defense I reversed my car drove over him and left the place. My fore head is hit
and blood is oozing out. I reached my home and put those papers in locker. I
feel a big job is done.
After
few years, I send my son with other woman outside the country. My wife died. I
started drinking. I do not give importance to my own son. I never take him
seriously. I do not teach him anything. My workers give me lot of respect but I
do not value them.
I
am getting older. I feel stuck. I think of the worker who died in the factory.
I also feel I grabbed poor people land by deceit. These thoughts now go through
my mind off and on. I do not discuss them with anybody. My death came with
heart stroke. At the time of death I was thinking I did wrong many people. My
mind was very upset. In my dying moment I learnt I should have respected all
and should have done right thing.
