death experience

1. 27 / My Death Experiences
Friends, you must have already read chapter on Deaths seen in my Life. Any person has
an inbuilt fear of ‘death’. It is natural as well. He is generally so much scared with death
that he thinks twice before even uttering the word ‘death.’
Jokingly I would say that there is a certainty of two things namely Death & Taxation.
Our Life is nothing but a journey between birth & death. Both the things are not in our
hands. Pascal says that death is certain but the time is uncertain, then why we should
worry about death?
Basically every one has a worry whether he would be confined to a bed before death / in
old age. A person gets some experience of death on getting a heart attack. When, How and
circumstances of death is not known. Every one faces a big suspense in this regard.
However being a student of Astrology, it is possible to get some clue as regards time of
death, life span and circumstances at the time of death etc. One has to study the 8th house
in the horoscope relating to death. Every one is interested to know as to How many years
they will Live? Many do not even bother to ask as to whether I will be fit till the end?
Our Life should not be viewed / rated by number of years we lived but from the fact as
to how we lived it? Since childhood, I was never worried about the word ‘death’. I have
spent my childhood in the shadow of death and hence I included one chapter on deaths
seen in my Life.
Friends, I have given an elaborate account of my father’s health in various Articles. Now
you may be wondering about the inclusion of this Article. Let me clarify. This Article is
about the death experienced by me. It was touch and go affair. I am still alive. Many times
I touched the line of death and returned safely.
I was 12 years old when I experienced death for the 1st time. My father was honorary
Secretary of Hindu Education Fund which was constituted to help needy scholar students
for ensuing higher studies abroad. Trust had no office. Two cupboards consisting of Trust
records were kept in the residence of one of the Trustees. Most of the current files and
documents were kept at our home. Every fortnight, we had to visit the Trustee’s house for
keeping the files on which action has been taken and bringing the other files for action.

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I used to accompany my father. My elder brothers hardly took interest in this work.
I would also carry a few files. The Trustee stayed on the second floor. It was a wooden
staircase with copper Patti in front. There was no light in the passage. One day I slipped
from the first floor while coming down and I had the experience of sliding on my back
from the stair-case. I directly landed on the ground floor. I rarely played on the slide in the
garden.
I was unconscious. As I was sliding down, I experienced the numbness of the body. I do
not know as to how long I was unconscious. When I regained consciousness, my dada
was sitting before me. I still remember his frightened face.
His worry was two fold namely about my injury and what explanation to be given to my
mother. I stood up after some time. My back was paining as spinal cord had rubbed on the
staircase but the pain was bearable. We returned home. Mother had gone to market. Then
my father applied ‘Amrutanjan pain balm’ on my back.
While resting, I was analyzing the reasons for the fall. (My old habit of post mortem of
any activity.) I could see many reasons. First reason was about my ‘Chappals’. I was
wearing new Chappals made of leather. Copper plates on the stair case were smooth
without any design. I was carrying more files considering my age and height. Bag
containing files was almost touching the ground. My mind was also engrossed with
father’s ill health. I was his best friend. My mother and elder brothers always thinked
twice before talking with him but I could talk freely due to our friendship.
Whenever I see such staircases laden with copper Pattis, I remember that incident and
again get scared for a second. Fortunately, I never suffered with backache and spinal cord
problem till date. My back is still straight. (Take macro meaning.)
During 1990, I had my second experience of Death.
Along with my profession, I also acted as paper examiner of various Professional bodies
such as ICAI, ICSI, and ICWA etc. since 1976. One would need atleast 20 minutes per
paper for checking. In addition I had to spent time for collecting and sending the answer
papers back. You will realize that I was obviously not doing this assignment for earning
money. My bill would get settled after 4-5 months. Inspite of these hard facts, I did this
noble job for over 15 years obviously due to the intention of social service. I thought that
somebody has done the similar job when I completed my professional education and
various diplomas. Now it was my turn to repay the debt. I had to do this job on Sundays,

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holidays and during the night on other days. The job too had a deadline. Many times
I have corrected the answer sheets in the train while going to client’s office. Anyway, this
was for the background to my experience.
I was correcting answer papers on Sunday as mentioned above, sitting on the bed. I had to
finish the last bunch of 50 papers for which I needed crucial 10 hours. Today was a crucial
day. I had made it a practice to take rest for 5 minutes after every 45 minutes. I would close
my eyes, do some slow breathing exercises etc. After my rest, I just casually searched for a
pen. The ball pen refill touched sharply on my wrist / pulse. I started my work but body
was playing different tunes. My hand slowly became blue. I started perspiring profusely.
Heart rate increased. My throat became dry. Breathing became difficult. It was classic
combination of heart attack symptoms. My wife was taking bath. I called her out.
Obviously she could not oblige. There was nobody in the house.
I called up my family doctor but being Sunday, he had gone for a medical camp. My wife
was wondering about me. I almost saw the death in front of me. I suddenly rushed to the
first aid box and took out Amrutanjan and rubbed on the wrist and held it tightly by
another hand. Within next 10 seconds, I could realize that the symptoms were receding
slowly.
I narrated the incident to my wife. Thereafter I rested for a while and completed my target
of checking 50 papers.
Next day, I met my family doctor and narrated the incident. He explained that as the refill
point hit my wrist, air bubble was formed and started rotating with the blood and hence
I had the typical symptoms of a heart attack. I was saved because as a reflex action, I held
my wrist tightly by another hand.
Since Childhood I had witnessed mental agony but today I witnessed Physical agony
for a change.
On 23-04-1994, I experienced Chest pain in a crowded train. Fortunately, I had managed
to get a seat. I was perspiring a lot. I took antacid tablet. But it was of no use. Every body
was staring at me. Finally people helped me to get down at Andheri. I took the train and
returned to Borivali. I met my family doctor, Dr. Shashin Shah. He examined me, took my
BP. He gave one injection and medicine for a day. He advised me to take rest for a day and
took me to Dr. Pradeep Vyas, Cardiologist at night. ECG was abnormal. I was advised to

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take bed rest and ‘Coolspirin’ tablet every 3 hours. Next day night, Stress Test was carried
out. I came out as a winner. The test was negative. The stress test lasted for over 9 minutes.
Subsequently I carried out pathological tests. All reports were normal.
However, I changed my Life style thereafter. I discontinued sugar, rice, potatoes etc.
I started some exercises at home and undertook evening walk depending on availability of
time. I never faced such problem thereafter.
On 24-07-1996, I met with deadly bus accident while returning from Poona. The said
instance has been covered separately in another chapter ‘My Deadly Accident’.
Since then whenever I read or watch accident news in media, my mind gets shattered with
my accident memories. I get perturbed when media says that only 2 persons have died and
5 persons are injured because I know the real meaning of the word ‘injury’.
During December 1998, I suffered from continuous fever for 25 days. I had studied few
Alternate Therapies in early 1998. I applied all those techniques. I took all pathological
reports. All reports were normal. Finally after taking medicine from my family doctor,
I decided to consult specialist MD. I wrote my health history, observations about hunger,
stool, urine, pulse, temperature etc. Fever could not be diagnosed as Malaria, Dengue,
Typhoid, Australian fever etc. Doctor advised X-ray to rule out TB. X-Ray report was
normal. He wrote on the case paper ‘fever of unknown origin’. He prescribed some tablet.
Within 2 days, my fever disappeared. I took 10 tablets costing hardly Rs.30/- and then
telephoned him. He said that I am cured. He advised to take proper diet and adequate rest.
I had lost 7 kgs and experienced remarkable hair loss. I was feeling extremely weak. As
fever could not be diagnosed, I had lost hopes of recovery. Every Morning my day would
start as usual. By 12 noon, fever would start rising till night. After medicine it would come
down a bit and again show its colors. Just like Sensex. (Ok in the morning depending on
favourable conditions in Asian & American markets and suddenly would drop on opening
of European markets.)
I continued my education of Alternate Remedies in 1999 & 2000. Here again, the fever
was due to contaminated food consumed during November end. I had eaten Idli in one of
the best restaurants at Goregaon. I felt some different taste but as others were also eating
Idli, I followed suit. Next day, I drank sugar cane juice. I had drunk sugar cane juice on
many occasions in the same hotel. Here again different taste was identified but still I drank

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the sugar cane juice. After this incident, I practically stopped eating Idli and drinking sugar
cane juice. I would restrict myself with Toast S/W or Sada dosa.
I lost hopes mainly because fever could not be diagnosed initially and even finally, I was
not worried about death. I was worried that my wife should not face any problem and
hence I was requesting her to acquaint herself with my investment papers. I called my
friend & Partner Jayant Paranjape to appraise him about the work position. Moreover fever
was affecting my brain. Morning I would see a different angular face in the mirror.
However my wife would confirm that it was not so in reality. My wife refused to
understand my view point in my actions mentioned above. My wife took good care of my
health.
I recovered by end December 1998 and resumed my work gradually from January 1999.
It was a terrible experience of fever over 25 days. It was diagnosed as ‘Fever of unknown
origin.
Friends, I have shared my Death experiences. When I finally die, it will not be possible to
document that last and final experience. But now with so many death experiences and
deaths seen in Life, I feel that final death experience will be some combination of above.
Astrologically I have studied 8th house of my horoscope and made some prediction. But
I won’t divulge the same. Let there be some suspense with my near and dear ones. My Life
was a close book. By writing this Autobiography, I allowed the readers to read few
episodes / pages of my Life book.
Late Vinoba Bhave had nicely explained about death in his book on Bhagwat Geeta. Unless
a person gets blessings of 4 Gods namely Fire (Agni which represents work) Chandra
(Moon which represents kind, good qualities of mind) Surya (Sun which represents
sharpening & use of knowledge) and Avakash (Space which represents detached attitude),
peaceful exit from this world /Life is not possible.
Basically every one has a worry whether he would be confined to bed before death / in old
age rather than of death itself. Who would render service / look after if he were confined
to bed? Whether the spouse would be alive? Whether the son would be in town atleast or
settled abroad or on office tour? What is the use of worrying? God has sent us into this
world. He only has to think about our exit. Either we should have unconditional trust on
our kids or on God. What do you say?

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I never realized as to when my mind died due to childhood circumstances. Still I am
living considering every night as a last night and every morning as one more day to live.
I am mentally ready to quit. I have already donated my eyes, finalized my wealth papers,
giving serious thought to donating body.
Our Life is controlled by our Mind set. I tuned my mind that I do not want to be in this
world after a particular date. In fact I prayed religiously and requested God to call me to
his kingdom after my 60th birthday but my prayer was not heard by GOD. If you can stop
drinking liquid, then death is certain within 7-10 days. The Law of ‘voluntary death’ is yet
to be enacted in India. If such Act gets passed, then I will be the first person to seek the
permission.
I wish my readers good health till end and a peaceful exit from this world.