Agastya Nadi Karmic Secrets for Jyotish Students by Vinayak Bhatt

In a previous birth, this soul was an artist. He was gifted in music, poetry, and beauty. He had many admirers. Among them was one true love — someone who … Read the rest

Agastya Nadi Karmic Secrets for Jyotish Students by Vinayak Bhatt

In one of his past lives, this soul was a brilliant student. He studied all shastras under a great Guru. But as time passed, pride entered his heart. He started … Read the rest

Agastya Nadi Karmic Secrets for Jyotish Students by Vinayak Bhatt

Long ago, this soul was a great tapasvi. He lived in the forest, away from society. He left behind family, wealth, comforts—everything. His only desire was moksha. Years of meditation … Read the rest

Agastya Nadi Karmic Secrets for Jyotish Students by Vinayak Bhatt

In one of his past births, this soul was born as a powerful king. He had fame, wealth, and control over many lives. But he lacked humility. He insulted saints … Read the rest

There was one bright student named Kalanemi. He could recite all names of Nakshatras, knew degrees, dashas, everything. But he had one problem — Ahankar (ego). He thought he knew everything.

One day, Shiva asked him,
“Tell me, what will … Read the rest

Long ago in Ujjain, a rich merchant named Dhanpal had everything — wealth, gold, elephants, land, and fame.
But one day, things started disappearing.
His stored grain vanished. His gold melted in fire. His ships sank. His own son left … Read the rest

Once upon a time—not very far from our own timeline—there lived a brilliant astrologer named Rudra Datt, in a small village near Kashi.

He had studied every shastra—Parashara, Jaimini, Nadi—but his favourite was Bhrigu Shastra. People came from far away … Read the rest

There is a deep spiritual reason why Tulsidas ji wrote Hanuman Chalisa and why millions chant it daily with devotion. Now, what if we look at Hanuman Chalisa not only with bhakti, but through the eyes of Jyotish? Especially from … Read the rest

After that unforgettable meeting with the mysterious sadhu in Rishikesh, I kept thinking about his words for days. Something had changed inside me. Not just about how I saw Mercury, but how I saw Jyotish itself. It was no longer … Read the rest

“Sir… I know the answers… but when I sit in front of the interview board, my voice disappears. No words come out. My throat chokes. It feels like someone is holding me back.”

This was the first sentence Rahul (name … Read the rest