If the dream victory practice is accomplished, it is very useful!
Some experiences from the world of memories:
16th November 2025: (Rector Kathuria//TheTantra Screen Desk):
It was a long time ago. The turmoil of life had me troubled. I couldn't see a way out. Suicide always felt bad, just like losing the battle of life. Even the weakest and the worst of people never like defeat. In such situations, the thought often comes to mind that God is my only support. But a thought is just a thought. Nothing can be done without putting it into action, and putting it into action isn't easy. Yet, I got a clear hint of this during an informal trip to Haridwar. At that time, I didn't walk holding someone's hand, but I also didn't understand the concept of running independently. The fear of getting lost in the fair would haunt me and my companions. In Haridwar, the Har Ki Pauri, the huge mountains, the temples, the statues, and the gurgling waters of the Ganges were very appealing. My eldest uncle was attending his daughter or son's wedding in Lucknow. Returning from there, we set off for Haridwar. My other three uncles accompanied us with their families. We arrived at Haridwar by train. Even before the train arrived at the station, the atmosphere became beautiful and spiritual. I was barely ten years old, yet I was already trying to read the names on the station boards.
As we left the railway station, my uncle led us to the ashram/dharamshala he had personally built under his supervision. He was a contractor at the time. Perhaps it had been a while since he completed this project, or there had been so many changes around him that he was constantly lost. Sometimes we would take one road and then come back to the same intersection. This place was close to Har Ki Pauri. If you faced Har Ki Pauri, there was a market behind it. Walking through that market, the path led to the ashram.
It was my first time in Haridwar, but I don't know what happened. I started feeling as if I'd been there before. I asked my mother to tell me the name of the ashram. She laughed at me, but she told me the name and also pointed out some of the points along the way. After listening to all this, I said, "Now I understand." I continued to show her the way. We continued on, and after a few minutes, my mother said, "We're on the right path." I told her the names and landmarks of the shops and other buildings that came along the way.
Upon reaching the ashram, we ate and rested. Everyone asked me, "You said you were here for the first time. Then how do you know this entire route?" I explained to them that I'd seen all this in my dreams many times. I was amazed at how the places and names I'd seen in my dreams were so vividly appearing. No one believed me. I was beginning to feel delusional about myself, but it was all true. This was the truth of dreams that had come to light, appearing to be a truth greater than reality itself. It was truly a profound experience for me. The brilliance of this truth dazzled my mind and mind. Questions arose in my mind, yet I couldn't find answers. Perhaps my curiosity toward spirituality and tantric practices had been born.
I asked some of the sages and babas present at the ashram about this. Many laughed at my suggestion, but I also encountered some serious ones. They said, "Keep this flame burning. The day it becomes a great flame, you will embark on the right journey. This light will illuminate the path and provide resources and support, but remain focused on this." Then, a baba discussed the science of dreams and cautioned that if you pursue this path, worldly studies will be left far behind.
What is dream-conquering practice? This question was becoming increasingly pressing for me. Haridwar offers many sights and extraordinary beauty, but this question remained staring me in the face. I was young, and my understanding was also very limited. My limited intellect probably didn't have the capacity to understand this question. Meanwhile, the family members' questions and conversations were disturbing me. I couldn't even sit quietly and think. I don't know when I got up and sat up straight. I found a large pillow against the wall. But despite the pillow, my spine straightened, and I assumed the Padmasana (Lord Shiva posture). My eyes closed. Only a few minutes had passed. The turbulent cycle of dream-conquering meditation began to play within me.
Through those closed eyes, my mind was seeing, asking, and listening. Unspoken words were being said without words. These words were being heard without the ears. I was seeing a lot through those closed eyes. I remember a song, perhaps from the film Anurag, in which the hero asks the blind heroine, "How did you know?" The answer is, "I used my mind to do what the eyes did."
Later, the beautiful heroine of this popular film regains her eyesight. She is given the eyes of a child from the film's story. The child has passed away. After recovering, the heroine longs to see the child and tries to find him, but he is gone. Imagine what she must have gone through when the life that gave her light is gone? Our lives are similar. We lose a lot. Gaining, losing, losing, finding, this is the cycle of life. Anyway, we were talking about an ashram in Haridwar.
Through those closed eyes, my mind was seeing, asking, and listening. Unspoken words were being said without words. These words were being heard without the ears. I was seeing a lot through those closed eyes. I remember a song, perhaps from the film Anurag, in which the hero asks the blind heroine, "How did you know?" The answer is, "I used my mind to do what the eyes did."
Later, the beautiful heroine of this popular film regains her eyesight. She is given the eyes of a child from the film's story. The child has passed away. After recovering, the heroine longs to see the child and tries to find him, but he is gone. Imagine what she must have gone through when the life that gave her light is gone? Our lives are similar. We lose a lot. Gaining, losing, losing, finding, this is the cycle of life. Anyway, we were talking about an ashram in Haridwar.
In fact, many people have already achieved the accomplishment of dream victory. Such dream victory practice can be a religious endeavor, in which both the effort and the desire to achieve success and accomplishment through dreams are activated. Paths and solutions to life's difficulties and troubles become visible. Such dreams show light in the darkness of life.
It also began to feel as if this was a special spiritual signal. I had to move forward, but how? The answer came through dream victory practice. I had to find out why I had come to this world. Now I began to understand why, even as a child, I had no inclination to play. Neither gilli danda nor kite flying—none of them sparked any interest. Why I had no interest in eating, drinking, or wearing beautiful clothes. I simply loved listening to music and sketching with a pencil. I also liked yellow, but I preferred white clothes. Among clothes, I always loved a long sheet, like a blanket. This was my clothing from head to toe. When I lay down, I would cover myself with it, and when I sat, I would cover myself with it like a blanket. It also seemed convenient to continue my spiritual practice with this sheet. It seemed that the available techniques and tools could also be used with it to achieve my dreams, desires, and goals.
Some important elements are essential for the spiritual practice of dream conquest: solitude, cleanliness, and keeping the eyes half-open with a little darkness. Wrapping myself in that sheet and covering myself with it felt good. Lying down with it from head to toe felt good. It felt even better in trains, railway stations, or deserted places. Sometimes, I would lift a little of the sheet from my nose and mouth to breathe fresh air, take a few deep breaths, and then try to meditate. Even during the day, while covering my face with the same sheet, I would gaze at the sky, sometimes the stars, the moon, and the sun. I witnessed such scenes many times. They also gave me supernatural joy. God blessed such travelers many times. I saw many distant places in my dreams, which I could actually visit only much later. I had never read or heard about them before. Yet, it felt as if the entire scene was visible before me. It was a truly special experience.
I didn't even need to calm my mind. It began to calm down on its own. Just sit and make a wish. Along with this journey of the mind and dreams, my body also began to experience the sensations of a journey. Then I felt like putting these experiences and scenes on paper, but I hadn't mastered the art of writing at that time. Keeping the mind calm and steady is crucial for the spiritual practice of conquering dreams, but this all started happening automatically. I began to meditate, and the desire for pranayama also increased. The desire to meditate became present at all times. The desire to calm my mind and the unique glow of spiritual practice became visible on my face. The stability of my mind and thoughts also increased. My mind would seek spiritual knowledge.
It wasn't possible to go anywhere without asking my family. At that age, such a practice wasn't prevalent. Only imagination was the only outlet I could go at will. Beyond that, dreams were the only way. Even when awake, I would strengthen my resolve for this purpose. Indeed, willpower holds immense potential. I began to build my dreams around my goals and objectives. Sahir Ludhianvi Sahib's lines also inspire - just take a look:
How many dreams did you see, how many songs did I weave?
In the noise of this world, who hears the heartbeat?
Millions found people who beat their heads to the sound of musical notes.
Millions found people who picked the blossoming buds of songs.
Who picked the embers that burned in the heart and burned to ashes?
How many dreams did you see, how many songs did I weave?
In the desolate house of desires, every sound seemed alien.
When the heart looked closely, every face turned out to be unfamiliar.
Counting the burdensome hours, the shock multiplied a million times.
How many dreams did you see, how many songs did I weave? ..!
This song, along with other works by Sahir Ludhianvi Sahib, greatly helped the mind to travel to another world. Often, it felt like even if I got this world, what would it be? While Sahir Ludhianvi's songs brought me closer to socialism, they also brought me closer to the world of poetry. This poetry also gave me ample experience of thinking independently while living within the world. In those days, such songs and music were often broadcast on the radio.
Sahir Sahib also continued to inspire me about how dreams are woven and songs are woven. This practice of song also helped me clarify my goals. I also learned the art of visualizing, understanding, and strengthening my resolve. Those songs and their lyrics became part of my daily routine. My sleep-wake routine also began to improve. Waking up at 2:30 or 3:00 in the morning, doing pranayama, and getting ready by 5:00 or 6:00 was something I learned and understood from this routine. Gradually, I developed an interest in this field, and I also met experienced people in this field.
When I lived in Doctor Mukherjee Nagar in Delhi, going to the banks of the Yamuna River to meditate became a daily routine. Sometimes, I would be accompanied by a group of two or four friends. At that age, this group of limited friends was perhaps necessary. He knew where I used to sit in meditation near the dam. Once, when it got dark while I was returning home, he informed my family and neighborhood. There might have been a flood, the dam might have been released, or some dangerous animal might have appeared...! Family members and neighbors rushed to look for him. Friends who knew the place went along with them.
Yoga practice also became a part of my life through this routine. Yoga not only provides physical fitness but also mental strength. It also provided guidance and a desire to achieve physical health and higher levels of meditation. This guidance can also help in life's spiritual journey. Regular yoga practice improves mood and provides the right direction. This also helps in realizing dreams.
In this regard, if we study the Puranas and scriptures, we find much about the practice of dream conquest in Hinduism. Many meaningful things like this have been said in various Puranas and scriptures. Those who find this difficult can master it through Osho, and understanding will come quickly. Studying these Puranas and scriptures can provide you with extensive knowledge on conquering dreams. You also have knowledge of what you want to see in your dreams. Once you discover this, you begin to experience glimpses of this transcendental knowledge.
Yes, regular and honest practice is essential in this regard. Those who are not honest with themselves cannot be honest with their spiritual practice or the world. Regularity and devotion are crucial for dream-conquering practice. Only then will your resolve become strong. You must consistently perform your specific practices and, after completing them, respond with devotion. Only through this interaction and reaction will you gain new knowledge.
If you wish to pursue dream-conquering practice, it is helpful to stay in touch with your religious followers, your guru, or your religious guide. Being close to friends, colleagues, or companions who are also traveling in this direction is also usually helpful. However, sometimes the journey is more enjoyable when completely alone.
There were many family members around me in this ashram. This was repeatedly disrupting my meditation. Where I went after leaving there at that young age is a different story, which I will discuss in detail. For now, I request your permission, as this post has already become quite long.
I will soon share details about this ashram in a separate post, detailing how a prominent businessman from Punjab built it out of his devotion. He served at the feet of the great men he considered his gurus and is highly revered. We had the opportunity to visit this ashram thanks to the affection and support of the contractor, Gurucharan Singh Chhabra, who built it.
--Rector Kathuria/ /Tantra Screen Desk
