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Most Terrifying Horror Story In Srimad Bhagavatam And The Remedy of Extreme Dreadful Ghost Souls

Once there was a beautiful settlement on the bank of the Tungabhadra. The people of that city were truthful,religious,and dedicated to executing their prescribed duties. In that city lived a brahmana named Atma Deva, who was expert in studying de Vedas and performing karma-kanda activities. He was brilliant like the sun,and although rich, he lived by begging. He had a beautiful wife named Dhundhuli,who came from a good family, but was very obstinate. By nature she was very cruel, talkative and took great pleasure in gossiping with others. Although expert in household duties, she was miserly and quarrelsome. This brahmana and his wife lived together lovingly, owning ample wealth and objects for sense enjoyment. Though their house was very beautiful, they were not happy because they had no son. As old age crept up on Atma Deva, he engaged in various pious activities for getting a son. He distributed charity to the poor and donated cows, land, gold, cloth and so on. In this way he spent half of his wealth on religious activities. Still he could not get a child and thus he was filled with anxiety. One day feeling very disheartened, he left home and went to the forest. As the sun reached its zenith he was thirsty and approached a pond. Owing to lack of progeny he was depressed, weak and tired,and after drinking he sat down to rest. By and by a sanyasi came there to drink. The brahmana approached him and fell at his feet breathing heavily. The sannyasi asked, ‘O Maharaja, I am suffering from sins committed in my past life. Even my forefathers are in such anxiety that when I offer oblations of water, they accept, but remain full of worry. The demigods and brahmanas do not happily accept my offerings of food. I am so miserable for want of children that my life appears wasted. I have come here to give up my useless life, as I have no son. A house without children is like a forest,and wealth loses all value. Indeed a family without children is very inauspicious. O Maharaja, even the cows I acquire become barren ! When I plant a tree, it yields no fruits or flowers. And when I bring fruit to my home, it spoils very quickly. I am most unfortunate because I have no son, and therefore my life has no purpose.’ Saying this, the brahmana began crying piteously and the saint’s heart became filled with compassion. He was a perfected yogi and by seeing the lines on the brahmana’s forehead, he could understand everything about his life. ----------------------------- Music Credit and my Humble thanks to Darren Curtis Music Website https://www.darrencurtismusic.com YouTube Channel:    / desperatemeasurez   #Radhakrishna #krishna #radha #Atmadeva #Dhundhukari #Dhundhuli #Gokarna #bhagwatam #bhagavatam #Vaikunta