The construction of the Muli Mandir was in full swing, but when Brahmanand Swami returned from a brief absence, he found the site eerily silent. The rhythmic chiseling of stone had stopped.
He approached Nirmanand Swami to ask why the work had ceased. The news was grim: a deadly outbreak of Kogalya no Rog (plague) had struck. The lead architect, Mona Salat of Wadhwan, had abandoned his tools because his son, Fulo Bhai, had fallen victim to the disease. The situation was so dire that Mona had already gathered the family to say their final goodbyes.
The Revival of Fulo Bhai
Brahmanand Swami walked straight to Mona Salat’s home. Seeing the son on the brink of death, Swami took water in his hand and made a firm Sankalp (divine resolve): “I wish for Fulo Bhai to live.”
Mona Salat, consumed by grief, whispered, “Swami, it is too late. He cannot survive.”
But as the words left his mouth, Fulo Bhai stirred, turned over, and sat up—completely healed. Overcome with gratitude, Mona fell at Swami’s feet. “You have given my son back to me,” he declared. “From this day forward, I will work on this Mandir until the final stone is laid, and I will not charge a single rupee for my labor.”
True to his word, history records that Mona Salat served the Muli Mandir for the rest of his life as a labor of pure love.
The Miracle of the Prasadi Water
Sometime later, a second crisis hit. Mona Salat’s other son, Shankar, contracted cholera while staying in Wadhwan. When the news reached Monabhai at the Muli Mandir construction site, his faith did not waver. Instead of rushing to Wadhwan, he turned to Brahmanand Swami.
Swami sanctified some water (Prasadi nu Jal) and instructed the devotees to take it to Wadhwan. “Give this to Shankar,” Swami said, “and the disease will leave him.”
The devotees traveled to Wadhwan and administered the water. Instantly, Shankar recovered. The news of this miraculous healing spread like wildfire through the town, reaching the Mahajans (community leaders). Wadhwan was suffering terribly from the epidemic, and the leaders hurried to Muli to beg Swami for his help.
The Vision of Protection
Brahmanand Swami traveled to Wadhwan and took a seat in the heart of the village. He didn’t perform a complex ritual; he simply cast his Drashti (divine gaze) over the gathered people.
The effect was immediate. Those who had been bedridden with exhaustion and pain suddenly found the strength to stand. As Swami’s gaze swept across the town, it was as if the disease itself fled in terror. The people were moved not just by their own healing, but by a realization: “If the servant is this powerful, how immense must the power of his Master, Swaminarayan Bhagwan, be?”
Before leaving, Brahmanand Swami gave the village a Vachan (a divine promise): so long as they kept their faith, the shadow of cholera would never again cross the boundaries of Wadhwan.