Strangely neighbouring villages seemed immune to the queer malady that had checkmated even the best medical succour. Much frustrated and angry the village folk had barred entry to all doctors, and it was surprising to see them welcome the young Sanyaasi so readily.
But on second thoughts it did not appear quite as odd, for an empyrean effulgence radiated from the spiritual saint's face. The hypnotic looks had them dumbstruck and when he politely asked for permission to stay there, the village headman lost no time in saying yes. "But" he added, "our village has been plagued by a deadly disease. So for your own good suggest that you make the Hanuman Temple on the outskirts your home."
A youth led the ascetic to the ancient shrine of Hanuman Temple. As soon as he was there the Sanyaasi lit a holy fire and was soon immersed in a ritual. The youth stood there motionless for about an hour listening to the Vedic incantations and then returned home with a new spark of hope ignited in his heart that there would be no further deaths in the village.
Yes he did not convey his hope to anybody. His own kid was in jaws of death and having tended to it he went to sleep. Cries of joy woke him up in the morning. It was his wife dancing with the child held high above the head. Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes he looked at his son whose pale face had gained a glow of health overnight. He simply could not believe his eyes. "Baba" cried the lad, "Hanumanji gave me Darshan. He said soon I would be well and playing again"
Tears of joy ran down the man's face and suddenly he recalled Sanyaasi who was staying at the temple. "It sure is his work," he said to himself as he rushed out of his home. Outside the whole village seemed to be on streets. Everybody's face was lit with joy and the news was the same everywhere he went. The ill were recuperating fast and the shadow of death which loomed over them till the very last day was receding.
As he related his son's divine experience and his opinion about the Sanyaasi, the air was rent with the chants of "Jai Hanuman". Soon a procession was on its way to the temple. There they found him deep in meditation. His dark long tresses hung loose over his shoulders as he sat calmly in the lotus position. A divine aura seemed to surround his entire form. Quietly the village folk sat down awaiting his return to the conscious state.
It was almost mid day when he finally opened his eyes, yet in his divine presence one felt as if only a few moments had passed. Even before anyone could begin the thanksgiving he spoke, "Your village is safe now. With Gurudev Paramhans Swami Nikhileshwarand's grace I was able to propitiate Lord Hanuman and he blessed to ever protect this place in the future."
The youth who had guided the Yogi to the temple was much influenced by the power of Sadhanas and he requested the Sadhu to reveal the ritual to him, which the kind Yogi readily did.
A simple yet quite as effective form that Powerful Tantra Sadhana is being revealed here. It must be started only on a Tuesday after 10 pm. Have a bath and get into red robes. Cover a wooden seat with cloth. On it sprinkle some vermilion. In the centre place Hanuman Yantra (हनुमान यंत्र). Sit on a red mat in Veerasan, i.e. as Muslims sit for prayers, facing South. Pray to the Guru for success. Light a ghee lamp. Bath the Yantra with water. Wipe it dry and put a mark of vermilion on it. Put a similar mark on your forehead. Offer a red flower and fruit on the Yantra. Next with a Red Coral rosary (लाल मूंगा माला) chant 21 rounds of this Mantra.
After Sadhana go to sleep at the very spot. Do this daily for 11 days. Eat the fruit offered yourself. This Sadhana wins the grace of the Lord for the Sadhak and his family members. Once concluded successfully the Lord protects one from all dangers, diseases and misfortune in the future. It is necessary to maintain celibacy during these 11 days.