Several years ago when I was eleven years old, I was diagnosed with cerebral malaria which lasted for two months. During these two months, I had to stay in bed for 24 hours a day and could not even stand up since the disease went straight to the brain and it is usually fatal. In Zambia, cerebral malaria is a very common cause of death and many dies from it annually. I was only able to drink liquids and was unable to keep down solid food. After going to the doctor on a Saturday, he took a blood test and said that my reports were normal and that I would not have to continue taking the tablets.

However, I went home, still weak from the illness, and was sitting on a swing on our balcony in the evening, when all of a sudden, I felt dizzy and fell down on the floor. My father came out of the house to see what I was doing and he found me on the floor, unconscious. He called my mother and they both picked me up and took me into the sitting room to the couch. My parents tried to see if I would regain conscious by talking to me, but I was not responding at all. They then called my family doctor and she came over and checked for any signs of life, but my heart was not beating and I had no pulse. She tried everything she could do to save my life, but it appeared that I was already gone. She told my parents there was nothing more she could do.

My family, having been Sai devotees for many years, decided to call on Swami to help. My dad rushed to the temple in our home and brought vibhuti and rubbed it on my forehead. They waited and prayed for some time hoping for a miracle to take place, but nothing happened. They were crying and were completely devastated when they realized they had to cover the dead body of their only child with a white cloth. After being covered for about fifteen minutes with the white cloth, I all of a sudden regained consciousness and pulled the cloth down and looked at the clock in the sitting room. I asked my parents, "What is that?" as I had lost any memory of what had transpired. I even looked at my parents and asked, "What are you?" My doctor was completely shocked and could not believe what had happened. She told my parents that I must have lost my memory during this time as I could not remember what had happened Slowly, with Swami's loving hand guiding me, I recovered and gradually regained my memory,. It is truly his miracle that I am alive today. I am really grateful to Swami for giving me a second chance at life.