"Sis, you have been conscientiously observing the spiritual
injunctions; your reward is near." I smiled mischievously. "How
plump do you want to be-as fat as our aunt who hasn't seen her feet
in years?"
"No! But I long to be as stout as you are."
I replied solemnly. "By the grace of God, as I have spoken truth
always, I speak truly now. {FN25-3} Through the divine blessings,
your body shall verily change from today; in one month it shall
have the same weight as mine."
These words from my heart found fulfillment. In thirty days, Nalini's
weight equalled mine. The new roundness gave her beauty; her husband
fell deeply in love. Their marriage, begun so inauspiciously, turned
out to be ideally happy.
On my return from Japan, I learned that during my absence Nalini
had been stricken with typhoid fever. I rushed to her home, and was
aghast to find her reduced to a mere skeleton. She was in a coma.
"Before her mind became confused by illness," my brother-in-law
told me, "she often said: 'If brother Mukunda were here, I would
not be faring thus.'" He added despairingly, "The other doctors
and myself see no hope. Blood dysentery has set in, after her long
bout with typhoid."
I began to move heaven and earth with my prayers. Engaging
an Anglo-Indian nurse, who gave me full cooperation, I applied to
my sister various yoga techniques of healing. The blood dysentery
disappeared.
But Dr.
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