to go without mojitos, meat and sex…on top of that now I have to prevent a death?’ ‘I am afraid so, but I will help you. If you follow me I will show you where the Avatar sleeps. The perpetrators are students and they will attempt to assassinate Him close to midnight tonight. You will not be able to sleep in the ‘shed’, you will have to hide somewhere in the Ashram. Follow me now and I will show you where His room is. You will have to find a way to foil them.’ ‘Me?’ ‘Yes, it will be you dear Jaguar.’ ppp
Later that day he did not go to the canteen. Instead he went where the meditation tree was and spent a few hours sitting on the grass. He still couldn’t believe the irony in the fact that he, an assassin, had to save Swami’s life, at least his body because his soul was immortal. He asked himself many questions. Why him? What if he failed? He might be caught and accused of the assassination. Would they hang him? The crows looked at him from behind the trees foliage; he imagined they were laughing at him…if he had a rifle they would be dead! Slowly he started formulating a plan. He couldn’t fail. Millions of people needed the Avatar although he knew he didn’t have to be alive to have a following. Many Gurus such as Osho, Ramana and Auribondo had passed away and still had a huge following and their Ashrams still welcomed thousands of faithful every day. It was eleven at night and the Ashram was quiet and desert like. The ‘Sevas’ had taken up their positions making sure no one went outside until three in the morning. a few dogs roamed the premises with their ears and tails down sniffing around for something to eat. Jaguar dressed in grey with a blue and white scarf around his neck like a ‘Seva’ was hiding behind the bathrooms. The guards and the dogs avoided that area as there were too many odors and general filth. He had shaved and covered his face and hands with brown makeup to disguise his white skin and make him appear more like a local. There were white ‘Sevas’ at the Ashram but they were in the minority. He slowly walked towards Swamis apartment as if he were a ‘Seva’ on pat98 Ukázka elektronické knihy, UID: KOS224760
rol. He stayed close to the wall and noticed several ‘Sevas’ talking near the entrance gate. He had to distract them and make them abandon that area. He came up with an idea. He stroked one of the dogs and then picked it up and threw it over the wall into the courtyard where it began to cry and bark, startled and in pain. Dogs were forbidden from entering Swamis courtyard. As the ‘Sevas’ attended to the dog the area was clear for a few minutes and he climbed one of the trees and jumped on the roof as if he were Hannuman. He wrapped his right hand in the scarf and broke the glass to one of the windows opened it and went in. There was no one in the room. The guards were on the other side of the door. He moved quietly and remained alert in case someone came; quietly went towards Swamis bedroom door, it was locked, the assassins hadn’t arrived yet. He crouched behind a sofa and waited silently like a Jaguar waiting for its prey. He soon heard shouts and he knew the assassins were closing in. The door opened suddenly and two youths dressed in white came in brandishing daggers dripping in blood. They headed towards Swamis room with resolve and it was obvious they knew their way around. Jaguar jumped onto the sofa and confronted them moving his arms and legs like a Shaolin. The youngsters looked at one another in surprise and for a few moments they didn’t know what to do. Should they escape or confront Rama, the God that defeated the devil Ravana? They confronted him with the daggers in their hands. Jaguar kicked the one closest to him in the face and he fell to the ground. The other one threw a knife and it missed his head by centimeters hitting a book shelf behind him; Jaguar jumped and knocked him unconscious with a karate chop. He heard shots from the stairs and it made him wonder if there were more assassins because in India it is not uncommon for killers to work in groups. He went into Swamis room that was already on his feet glowing in a saffron nightshirt with his afro look hair perfectly groomed. ‘Incredible, He has been waiting for me,’ Jaguar thought. It seemed like the worst had been avoided but he had to escape somewhat and take Swami with him. Or he will leave Him there? He opened the window and saw he had two options. They either jumped 99 Ukázka elektronické knihy, UID: KOS224760
five meters to the ground or climbed on the roof and then onto the tree. The Avatar looked at him with a smile. They went to the window and Swami held onto Jaguar’s shoulder. He climbed onto the roof as if he were one of the monkeys that were plentiful in the Ashram and climbed down the tree depositing Swami on the ground; and he did something unusual, he kneeled and kissed the God in human form feet. Quickly and because he was dressed like a ‘Seva’ he blended right in with the people on the street which had gathered along with police and military personnel. The police had already killed the two unconscious young men; this was justice the Hindustan way. He waited a while and then entered Swamis Palace with the other ‘Sevas’ and waited for calm to return and the crowds to disperse before he could get away. He sat lost in thought when a voice startled him: ‘Sai Ram. I want to thank you.’ Jaguar found himself face to face with the Avatar who was barefoot and dressed in orange his hair and whole head surrounded by a colorful rainbow; a glow emanated from him and he said: ‘Thank you for saving me. It wasn’t my time to go yet. All the Gods, Avatars and Saints thank you for what you did. You managed to do it without killing anyone too and that is very important. The police killed the two young men. That is the way things are done here. They wanted to kill me and it is not the first time either, they have tried over ten times but they won’t be around to try again for some time. There is a lot of hatred in people’s hearts and it could be why the world has been consumed with the ‘black energy’ of the Kali era for centuries. Yes, I am an Avatar, God in human form and you might be surprised to know that I can’t do much to change this even that I am who I am; all I can do is hoping Peace reaches the hearts of humanity.’ He listened in awe and didn’t know how to respond. God was speaking to him. Was it a dream? He wanted to pinch himself but it was too real to be a dream. The Avatar was in front of him and spoke to him in a mixture of Spanish and Italian as He had done in the ‘mandir’. The ‘Sevas’ and uniformed men nearby remained silent and couldn’t understand what was going on. 100 Ukázka elektronické knihy, UID: KOS224760