Reincarnation tales from India

Reincarnation tales from India

Reincarnation is a subject that intrigues me hence when I came across this subject in a book that I recently had the good fortune to read, I thought I must share the accounts with like-minded people. The title is “Lancer at large” by F.  Yates-Brown published in 1936. Yates-Brown was an educated man born in 1886 and was a Cavalry officer stationed in Bareilly in India. He was very at home in India and even Yogis recognized in him a kindred spirit and he could go amongst them in places where other Englishmen cannot.

These tales of reincarnation were published by a well-known counsel of the High Court, Krishna Kekai Nandan Sahai, B.A., LL.B Town Hall, Bareilly.

Little Jagadish and his car

One day, out of the blue, the infant son of Mr. Sahai, named Jagadish, urged his father to procure a motor car at once. Mr. Sahai had never owned a car. On being questioned further, little Jagadish replied that he had a car of his own at the house of his father, Babuaji Pande in Benares. The boy was able to describe his house in Benares in great detail even to the extent of describing his mother’s pock-marked face and how his father and neighbors would watch the dancing of a prostitute named Bhagwatia, in their courtyard every evening. Also the boy claimed that Jai Gopal was his name and that his brother Jai Mangal died in suspicious circumstances.
Mr. Sahai sent a letter with all the details related by his son to the Chairman of the Municipal Board of Benares asking him to verify the details in his letter.  
The chairman replied that he had made all necessary enquiries and that the things told by the boy were true.
The father, Mr. Sahai, later took the boy to Babuaji’s house in Benares and the child recognised the house and raced around it like he had always lived there. His ‘mother’ was indeed pock-marked and a neighbour confirmed the evening dancing and even the name of the prostitute.
Bareilly is 320 miles from Benares. Jai Gopal died in Oct 1922 aged 10 and Jagadish was born on 4th March 1923 , 5 months later.

Wine, women and fish

Vishwa Nath, son of Babu Ram Ghulam was born on February 7th 1921 in Bareilly. When he was 3 years old he began to ask when he would be taken to Philibit (40 miles north east of Bareilly). He also stated the following:
1. That he was a Kayasth (a respectable class of merchants) by the name of Lakshmi Narian, nephew of Har Narian
2. He died at 20 years of age and was unmarried
3. That he was fond of wine, women and fish
4. That he had studied up to the sixth class in the government high school near a river, and knew Urdu,Hindi and English.
5. His neighbour’s house had a green gate and in whose courtyard nautch-parties were held.

The boy was taken to Pilibit and directly to the school by the river which was at once familiar to the boy. He ran up to the roof and pointed out the house he used to live. He also showed the investigators the classroom of class 6. This was confirmed by 2 school fellows of the time,
They asked him the name of their teacher. Vishwa Nath said that he was a fat bearded man which his comrades agreed was correct.
He was asked the embarrassing question; the name of the prostitute with whom he had associated with in his previous life and he reluctanty replied that she was called Padma which was also confirmed by his comrades.
The boy spotted a pair of drums and started to play on them with ease and eagerness, although his father declared that Vishwa Nath had never seen such instruments before.
A member of the Narian family brought out a photograph of Har Narian and his son. The boy immediately put his finger on the photograph and said ” Here is  Har Narian, and here I,”
Lakshmi Nath’s mother who had moved to another village came forth to question the boy.
Q:”Did you fly kites?”
A “Yes”
Q “ With whom did you fly them?”
A “Everybody but particularly with Sundar Lal our neighbour”
Q “Why did you throw my pickles away?”
A “I did not want you to eat worms”
Q “Who was your servant?”
A” Maikua, a short, dark Kahar. He was my favourite.”

Lakshmi Narian’s mother was overwhelmed that the boy before her was indeed her dead son reincarnated. How else could he have the answers to those questions .
She said that her son died on 15th Dec 1908 of fever and lung trouble. His disembodied soul must have waited 11years and 5 months for another body.

Naughty tortoises
In Aug 1922, a station master, his wife, nursemaid and small daughter called Hira Koer went on a pilgrimage to Muttra. At the sacred spot, the girl suddenly and unexpectedly struggled out of the arms of her nurse and ran towards a doorway at which an old lady was sitting. Hira Koer rushed into the house followed by the old lady and her mother. She was familiar with the house and recognized everything in it. She then begged her mother to go away declaring that she had found her real home. The mother and nurse dragged the child out of the house followed by the old lady. On the banks of the Jumna where they had gone to feed the tortoises with parched rice, Hira Koer cried out: ” You naughty tortoises! You drowned me last time, and now I believe you have come to do it again!”
Thereupon the old lady burst into tears, for her 12 year old son had been drowned at this spot 4 years ago.

The first two stories are very well authenticated and documented by local officials (investigators) who were present when the boys were taken to Benares and Pilibit respectively.

The reader must judge for himself whether or not he agrees with me that reincarnation is an open question.