I don't remember what happened to me in 1999. I have complete black-out in terms of the actual events of that day. I don't have any memory. I'm sure it's there somewhere, resting in some latent part of my brain. I was driving a car… and I crashed the car. Each and every little limb, bone and joint in my body was broken. The doctors in Breach Candy Hospital said that my survival chances were 50 – 50. I don't know whether there was someone else in the car, but I believe there was someone else. I have to go by hearsay, which is particularly not something I would like to do. A lot of people listen to hearsay about me. How dare they believe anything about me?
I only remember the life I had after I woke up from that hospital bed. I was comatose for 29 days. My life actually started from the day I woke up, with a half paralysed body, when I didn't even know what the meaning of paralysis was. I existed outside my body. I had many so-called amazing spiritual experiences throughout that time. And I saw the other side, where death is a finality, mortality is normal and where death angels rule. I had that conversation with the Lama. When I read the book I am currently writing, I think to myself, is this for real.
My book is already 356 pages long. Someone said, just cut it, make it 150. Then another friend said that Shantaram is 504 pages long, so I shouldn't cut it. What makes you think this is a Shantaram kind of book, I said to my friend. This is nothing like that. It's actually just the opposite.
'I catwalked around the hospital when I was half paralysed'
It began with a doctor in Breach Candy, who was looking after me in the ICU. He admitted me and saw what condition I was in. He said nine out of ten people come to that hospital like this and conk off at the spot. The one per cent who survive get into coma, and then they pass away in three years. After three years, these same doctors saw me trying to catwalk around the hospital. The doctors would just wonder and stare. My face was entirely paralysed and it was completely twisted to one side, and they would just wonder, how… "Your feet were not even moving, and there you were trying very hard," the doctor told me. Housewives came to this doctor with make up if a zit broke out. Your face is your f**king fortune. And this doctor said, you were walking in and around, not caring what you looked like. I can't thank Breach Candy enough for raising me from the dead.
'I didn't know Anu Agarwal, I am not Anu Agarwal'
I had lost memory of even the meanings of words, languages… I didn't know Englishthough English came to me faster than Hindi did. It was like landing up in another planet. I had no knowledge of history, geography or culture. I remembered nothing. I didn't know Anu Agarwal. I'm not Anu Agarwal. What does she look like?I haven't seen Aashiqui yet. I think I should though, I haven't done that yet. Also I debated if I should watch it, if I should watch Oye MTV, my mother has recorded all the episodes. But I may not be able to relate to any of it anymore. And I think to myself, how important is it to know a past that existed two years or 10 years ago. What really matters is the now. What matter is, how much you can feel today and what you can pass on to others. It doesn't matter where you were, doesn't matter if you had a past life. This present life of mine had a completely spiritual start – connecting to the cosmos, getting out of your body and mind…
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
Indian Mythology
Chakravarti Samrat Prithviraj Chauhan
Shiv Shakti
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