On 11th November 2008 I was to have an experience for which I was longing for many years.

An
experience of past life therapy. A therapy which will show me the sins that I might have
committed in my previous life against my younger daughter Nandini.

Suddenly one morning on the 6thNov2008 I had a call from Dr. Singhal asking me if I was still
interested in having the regression done and I answered him yes without a second thought as I
saw my dream taking shape.

‘So keep yourself free on the 11th I’ll give you a call an hour before and then you’ll have to reach
my house. Dr. Hens Demis is coming from Holland who is a famous regression therapist and
he’ll be staying for just two days.’

My excitement knew no bounds as I was longing for this day. But I preferred to stay mum as
normally people don’t believe in all this and so it was no point showing my excitement to them.
Soon the 11th arrived and I kept waiting for Dr. Singhal’s call from the moment I got up in the
morning but I did not have to wait long as by 9:30 in the morning he called asking me to reach
his house by 11. The excitement was so much that I could feel the butterflies in my stomach. I
reached Dr. Singhal’s house by 10:45 am. Fifteen minutes before the scheduled time. The doctors
were having a meeting and took about 25 minutes to come out. But it was okay. The doctors
came out we greeted each other and then sat and had a little introduction about Nandini.

Doctor: ‘Hello what’s your name?’

‘I am Manjri.’
Hr tries to pronounce my name.
‘Okay how old is your daughter?’
‘She is twenty four.’
Dr. Singhal then explains him about her problem Tuberous sclerosis and the problems related to
it due to which she is prone to epilepsy and fits.
‘So you are keen to know as to why all this happened to you.’ the doctor asks me.
‘Yes, ... I know I am not the first person nor this the first case, there are many cases even worse
than this but I don’t know why I so badly want to know as to what have had happened in the past
due to which we both are suffering. I want to know what I had done to her.’
‘Where does she sleep with you or in another room?’
‘She sleeps with us.’
‘What about your husband is he also affected as much as you are?’
‘I don’t know..................maybe............but since he goes out of the house meet many people all
day so he gets a change and one thing is not on your mind all the time.’
‘Yes I understand.
‘I was also very very sick during my nine months pregnancy.’
‘Yes I was about to ask you this.’
‘Moreover the books I‘ve read by Dr. Brian Weiss has made me all the more to have a
regression.’
‘So should we start?’
‘Yes’

I am asked to make myself comfortable on a couch and then the session begins.
‘Okay’ says the doctor ‘close your eyes and imagine yourself in your bedroom. Your husband is
away you and your daughter are alone in the room it’s midnight and the room is dark. You get up
and go to your daughter’s bed what is she doing?’
‘She’s sleeping.’
‘Now imagine a light on her head.................. the light slowly outlines her whole body. Say yes
when you are done.’
.......................... ‘Yes’
‘What color is the light?’
............. “It’s yellow.”
‘Is it bright yellow?’
................... ‘No, it’s dull.’
‘Do you see any black patch on it?’
.............................. ‘No.’
‘See again.’
‘I still don’t ............................Yes I can see now.’
‘Where?’
‘On top of the head.’
‘What color is it?’
............... ‘It’s dark green with black outline.’
‘Touch it how does it feel?’
‘It feels like jelly.’
‘Take a bowl and start collecting the jelly in it....................... all pieces one by one.’
......................... ‘Yes.’
‘Now open your daughter’s brain, can you see this black jelly over there?’
‘Yes’
‘Collect all of it in the bowl ,....... piece by piece ......clean it.’
‘Yes’
‘Good, now take the bowl outside, outside your house and let it go. Where is it going?’
.................... ‘Towards the sky..................... like a cyclone............... it’s all gone.’
‘Now look at yourself, examine yourself, where can you see that black jelly inside you? In your
head or your whole body........ Where?’
‘In my belly.’
‘You mean your uterus.’
‘Yes’
‘Open your uterus and clean it. Clean it thoroughly. Fill the bowl or maybe a bigger vessel than
that, can be a bucket even.’
............................ ‘Yes I have filled the bucket.’
‘Take it out and let it go.’
.............................................. ‘Yes it’s disappearing in the same way. It’s gone.’
‘Go back where your daughter is sleeping has the black patch gone?’
.................................... ‘No it’s still there.’
‘That means all is in vain. See whether it is the past karmas or someone has done this to her.’
........................................ ‘I don’t know.’
‘We’ll find out. Okay imagine your daughter in her childhood state.’
‘Yes.’
‘How old is she?’
‘Two or three years.’
‘What is she doing?’
..... ‘She’s playing.’
‘Where?’
‘In the verandah.’
‘See a dark cloud coming towards her. From where is it coming?’
‘From the south direction.’
‘What color is it?’
.................. ‘Black.’
‘Where does it settle on her?’
.................... ‘On her head.’
‘Open the cloud and see, what do you see inside it?’
......................... ‘Nothing it’s just black.’
‘Okay, the cloud now flies, follow it and see where it goes......................... follow the cloud.
...................................................
‘Where is it going?’
‘It’s going into the space.’
‘How does it look there?’
‘It’s dark.’
‘Where is the cloud?’
‘It’s settling down somewhere there.’

I see that cloud settling down between the stars and asteroids.

‘Go back to your room where your daughter is sleeping.’

‘Yes’
‘Go near her, what is she doing?’
‘Sleeping.’
‘Wake her up.’
‘Yes.’
What is she doing?’
‘Smiling.’
‘How?’
‘Sarcastically.’
‘Is she still smiling?’
‘Yes.’
‘Ask her to come out of the bed.......... What do you see?’
‘I see her eyes red.’
‘That means she is very very angry with you.’
‘Ask her to hold your hand and take you with her.’
......................... ‘Yes.’

I see Nandini coming out of the bed, hold my hand and walk towards the door of my room. All of
a sudden I am standing in a room. It’s very old. Can’t be exactly called a room as it is not covered
on the top. At first it was quite dim but then it looks okay. I also see a beam of sunlight on the top
of one of the wall. I stand there looking at the walls which are very old and tall about 18 to 20 feet
high and the room is also about 8 by 8 feet. One of the walls also has a drain pipe attached. It
looks as though the walls have not been painted since years since they are nearly black with dried
moss on them. On one side of the room is a gallery which leads to this room. The gallery is not
very narrow but not very high also you can pass through it with your head slightly bent. It has a
slope towards the room with broad steps about an inch high. There is some natural light coming.
‘Does it look like a prison?’
‘No’.
‘I think you are somewhere in Egypt?’
‘It doesn’t look like Egypt.’
‘What are you wearing’ the doctor asks me.
‘I am wearing cream color pants and a brown top.’ The dress looks nice.
‘My hair is shoulder length tied in a pony tail with some of the hair left open.’
‘Where is your daughter?’

I look around but can’t see her anywhere.

‘She left me here and disappeared.’

‘Where?’
‘I don’t know. I think she is on the terrace. Yes she is waiting for me there.’
‘Is she alone?’
‘She is standing there alone but there are other people also ........... looks like some tourist.’
Where Nandini is standing is a huge green lawn.

Actually from down the room it looks like a terrace but it is an entrance to some building. Before
you enter the building there is a big green lawn. The building is painted in yellowish cream color.
The place looks nice and clean. Actually I can see the building from one side only.

‘I see a tomb’, which I suddenly visualize somewhere in the gallery. It is made of cream color
marble and looks as though it belongs to someone from a high class family.
‘Open it.’
‘Yes’
‘What do you see inside it?’
‘I see my daughter in it.’
‘How is she there?’
............................ ‘I don’t know .................I think she was buried there alive.
‘Who did it?’
‘I think ...me.’
Then what I saw was amazing.
There is an open place at the side of the building where people are punished for the crime they
commit. It is a rectangular kind of a thing which is hollow in the centre and I think very deep
also and very dark underneath. People stand on all three sides to watch and on one side are the
people who punish the accused. I see some people are putting Nandini alive into this hollow. Her
hands and feet are tied with the rope her head hanging and they are slowly putting her down into
the trench. It looks very dark down there.

‘Why are they putting her there?’

‘I think she is being punished for something she has not done ............. and it is me who knows
the truth................ If I want I can save her...... but I am not doing it. I am also watching
everything from the crowd................ a little cunning smile on my face......... I don’t even try to
save her because if I do then I will be there in place of her................... I let it all happen.

I am also trying to hide myself from Nandini. I am a white robe which and a turban on my head.
But Nandini sees me while she is being put down. She is helpless as I could see that in her eyes
and she is not able to do anything. I don’t see the fear of dying in them but I see a feeling of pain
and helplessness because she knows that no one can save her except me.................. I think she
has given up to destiny.
She is buried alive and died suffocating.
‘How old is she?’
‘I think 25 or 26 years.’
‘Now imagine yourself in the grave ...... buried alive, how do feel?’
‘I feel suffocated.’
‘Yes this is how she died .............. Suffocated in the grave. Say sorry to her and ask her to forgive
you.’
....................................... ‘Yes.’
‘Now go to bed where she is sleeping, how is she looking now?’
‘She is calmer.’
‘And the yellow light?’
‘It’s brighter.’
‘And the black patch.’
‘It’s no more and the black jelly is also evaporating............................ and now it’s all gone.
I can see white over her head instead of black.’
‘Once again say sorry to her, ask her to live a healthy life and then go to your bed........... Open
your eyes.’

I felt really bad for what I saw after I opened my eyes. The tears were difficult to hold back. I was
indeed very sorry for what I had done to her in that life time. I can feel those eyes and the eyes
Nandini has today are the same. I can feel that pain and helplessness that I saw in her eyes while
she was being put into the grave alive. She must also have felt humiliated in front of so many
people being punished for a crime that she had not committed.

After the session we sit and talk for sometime discussing on what I saw.
Doctor ‘see she is so angry with you that she has crippled her life in order to take revenge from
you. But I hope she will now be better and will get no more fits. Souls come back as our children
to take revenge but since she had died at the age what she is now therefore this regression could
not have happened before.

This was all easy for me to believe because what Nandini had felt in that life time because of me
she had made me feel all that in this life. That helplessness, fear, pain and everything what she
had gone through. She has succeeded in taking her revenge. She doesn’t speak but she makes me
do everything she wants to. She came to me with such a disease that made me helpless as there
was no treatment no cure for it. I used to be so so so helpless when she used to get fits that I used
to wonder as to what I had done in my previous birth for which I am being punished so much.
Today after the regression I think what I got was less, getting a person punished for a thing that
he or she has not done and that also being buried alive. It’s hair raising. I really really am sorry.
Now I can’t go back to that lifetime but ............................. I wonder can revenge be so powerful.
With me it’s okay but she ruined her life also. I hope we come back as very good friends in the
next lifetime with all our grudges and anger buried forever in this lifetime.