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The Fakir and the Science of Miracles/Chapter eleven: Prison

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Chapter eleven:
Prison

Two years passed.

One may think that it would be impossible to get used to miracles! But, strangely enough, the life of Tom and Katya in their new situation in the World, which they had previously perceived as Divinely magical, — became… habitual.

Of course, they did not cease to rejoice in their successes in meditations and in especially successful circus numbers. But, nevertheless, this happy life became… commonplace and no longer amazed them as it did before.

… The performances of Ram, Tom, and Katya were causing a sensation! The audiences were delighted!

Every evening, there was fame and applause!…

But there were other things too: rumors and gossip, speculations about “witchcraft” and “evil spirits”, and the filth of envy that filled the newspapers.

The latent discontent of those in power also grew, because there was a deep social and religious philosophy in the performances of Ram and his friends.

In the cities that they visited, the newspapers were full of headlines about the miracles of the fakir Ra-Mak-Mey. And many saw hints in the jokes of Tom and Ram to the corruption of rulers and judges, and to the shortcomings of all those power structures that were being used dishonestly and fraudulently by them to enrich themselves.

Sometimes there were exposés, from which some rich and influential people very badly slept…

Indeed, the manifestation of the apparent presence of God makes life very uncomfortable for those who lie and deceive…

Ram and Tom were not looking for dirt on local mayors and judges, but human vices everywhere are very similar. And the local residents drew parallels in the funny characters of Tom to very specific representatives who were currently in power… And this was frightening to those whose wallets were full of unethically gained money.

And truly, clairvoyance, that is, in particular, the free perception of the thoughts and deeds of any man, is very frightening to people who have gone too far in their lust for power and material wealth.

… And then, one day the circus was visited by a specially prepared group of “guards”. And they arrested Ram right after the performance. He was surrounded by policemen and people in civilian clothes with motionless facial expressions, as if they were wearing masks. They said:

“Mr. Ra-Mak-Mey, you are accused of fraud! Please, follow us! This man accuses you of stealing a large sum of money from his wallet during the performance!”

… A fat man, with whom one of the tricks had been performed that day, was peering over the shoulders of the policemen who surrounded Ram.

The indignation of the audience and the misunderstanding from the actors, did not stop them from executing the order. Ram was handcuffed and led away.

Tom and Katya hoped that this misunderstanding would be resolved very quickly, but they were wrong.

After the arrest, the charges escalated. Ram was charged with not only stealing money from that spectator’s wallet, but even with making counterfeit bills.

The police searched the property of all three of them and found wads of prop money that Tom used during the performances. Katya and Tom, from inability to prove this evident truth, dropped their hands:

“What can we do? How do we explain that it is a prop? After all, it’s obvious to everyone that at the arena during the show we do not throw real bills! The accusation is preposterous, fabricated, but how can we prove the truth? Yes, Ram can materialize any banknote, but he does not do so for ethical reasons. But how would police officers or judges believe that? Any one of them would only scoff!”

Tom was very worried about what was happening, feeling guilty. After all, it was his initiative to joke and make broad hints at dishonest politicians and businessmen, who grow rich through deception:

“It is all my fault, we shouldn’t have angered them!”

“No, Tom, Ram would never have taken part in it, if he hadn’t seen the use of it!” — Katya tried to console him.

“Yes, Ram sees good in everything! He probably sees good in what is happening even now! But, I am to blame!… And the worst part is, I don’t know what we’re going to do! Ram could get out of prison right now, he could shower the entire courtroom with genuine banknotes! But he wouldn’t! So, we must somehow prove the truth in court — without involving magic. But how? It is clear that all this is happening on the orders of the ‘elite’, and we do not even know whom exactly we have offended!”

… Tom and Katya tried to seek help from the director of the circus. But, to their surprise, he not only did not stand up for Ram in the negotiations with police, but quickly adopted their side.

Mr. Lurie explained to Tom and Katya that they had “crossed a line” with some “very important people” and therefore he would not intervene in the scandal.

The director then quickly fired Tom, Katya, and Ram. He left them with almost no money, saying that everything that they earned would go to covering the losses caused by the disrupted tours, which had already been scheduled.

And the circus left…

* * *

The men who had “ordered” Ram’s arrest gathered together in secret and discussed among themselves the undesirability of the prospect of a noisy trial. They had been watching Ram for a long time, and they already knew for certain that Ram was not an ordinary magician, but that he had a power they did not know and that he could use it… This frightened everyone in the meeting: “what if he really could read minds and reconstruct the past in detail? In the courtroom, what if he reveals all our dishonest acts, which have been so carefully concealed by us? What if he claims to be a prophet from God? Then he would be able to create a new religion, and crowds of fanatics would declare him God! And then what would the Church be able to do to oppose such a situation? After all, the ministers of the Church themselves cannot work miracles, as Jesus did! So, we have only one weapon: to declare this Hindu a “servant of the devil”! All this is a very dangerous situation for us! We should not let this go to trial! The process should be stopped immediately!”

They called the chief of police and the director of the prison.

They jointly decided not to bring what was happening to the public process, and to kill Ram in the prison. To do this, they decided to put Ram in a common cell with thieves and murderers.

One of the criminals was offered to kill Ram in a common fight. For this, he needed to start a fight in the cell. He was promised money and the possibility to leave the prison and the country.

The name of that prisoner was Boer.

He was given the opportunity to hide a knife in his clothes, and he was placed in the same cell as Ram’s.

* * *

Ram found himself in a common cell among people convicted of very serious crimes.

The appearance of such an extraordinary man caused more than just surprise among the inhabitants of the cell. There was also ridicule and attempts to humiliate and insult him…

But Ram was so calm and benevolent that all these attempts were shattered by his caressing smile and absolute calm.

Boer failed to provoke a quarrel and a fight in the cell.

When someone tried to rob Ram’s place on the bunk, he calmly walked to the wall and sat on the stone floor. And the small space around his body was immediately cleansed of all energetical dirtiness.

Then another criminal was brought into the cell, who possessed great physical strength and used to be a leader.

He managed to create a fight.

Ram tried to stop the fighting.

It was an opportune moment for the execution of Boer’s plan. He confidently took out a knife. But the new convict was nimble and very strong. When he saw the knife, he thought that it was a threat to himself. And, snatching the knife from Boer’s hand, he wounded him severely.

It took only seconds.

The body of Boer was on the floor… There was blood…

The noise would surely soon be enough to alert the guards, and they all would be given added time as a punishment for fighting and killing in the cell…

Ram asked for calm and quiet. He was suddenly obeyed. The wounded man was put on a bunk. Ram took the knife from the wound and stopped the bleeding. The wound was immediately healed.

Then, with a movement of Ram’s hand, the blood on the floor disappeared.

“Don’t call the guards and the doctor! He will be well in the morning,” — Ram said quietly in the silence.

… Then the bewilderment finally was broken with questions:

“So, it’s true what they say about you! Can you really do anything?! Can you extract money and gold from the air?!” — the shaken criminals began to ask.

Ram showed them a few simple appearances of objects from the immaterial world — into matter and back.

“What are you doing here if you can be free and immensely rich?!”

Ram answered calmly, as if extinguishing the rising wave of excitement over the demonstrated miracles:

“But I have no desire to possess wealth… And the Divine Powers have brought me to this place. So, this means that I need to be here!

“There is a Law from God — the highest and just! It should not be broken!

“But also, one is not allowed to use the Divine Power for personal gain.

“Moreover, a violation of the Divine Laws cannot be hidden from Him.

“From the side where Light, Love, Power, and Justice reside, everything is visible: not only the actions of people, but all the thoughts and desires with which they performed these actions. From there, the past, present, and possible future of any person are also visible.

“Each of you chooses and creates your own destiny, your own life!”

“So, are you saying that we all chose this kind of life for ourselves?” — one of them asked.

… Ram explained many things to these people in a simple and understandable language.

Boer, however, was still in a coma. A conversation with him still lay ahead…

But suddenly — unexpectedly — Ram broke off the conversation with his now very attentive listeners, saying:

“I have to go! A man urgently needs me! We will continue this conversation soon!”

He stood up. His body as if became composed of fog, and he passed through the wall into the next solitary cell…