AI generated image of Maharishi Bhardwaj - one of the seven ancient sages and writer of Vimanikashastra - described 35 different types of Vimanas (moving on land, sea, air and space).
Maharishi Dron (Dronacharya), guru of Kauravas and Pandavas during Mahabharata, son on Bhardwaja and father of Ashavatthama
AI generated image of Ashvatthama: Son of guru Dronacharaya and grandson of Maharishi Bhardwaj
About
This website is only designed to share the dreams and visions of my family with an attempt to be able to connect with similar people. Professionally, I have a PhD in Reproductive Endocrinology with post doctorate experience in animal cloning. But this story is more about who I am from personal and cosmic point of view.
I was born in a small town in India fifty-three years ago, but for as long as I can remember, my mind has always lived somewhere far beyond Earth. While other children around me dreamt of games, food, and schoolyard adventures, I was travelling across galaxies. My dreams carried me to planets and spaceships, where I fought wars, died many times, and came back again. The most vivid of these journeys took me aboard a colossal spaceship guided by an old man—towering, white-bearded, and radiating calm wisdom. His presence was so profound that even four decades later, I can still feel the awe he inspired in me.
This old man explained the mysteries of the universe in words a seven-year-old could understand: some planets made of air, others of coal, diamond, soil, or metal, and many as mixtures of all. He told me that a quarter of solar systems could host life, but only a fraction actually did. Still, he warned me, Earth was special—rare and precious, the kind of planet that gods and beings across the universe would strive to control.
I never told anyone about these dreams, except one. I was afraid they would laugh. Slowly, the visions faded, but they lingered in my consciousness like quiet embers. I found myself gazing at stars for hours, wondering which were planets and whether, somewhere out there, another curious mind was staring back at us.
By my teenage years, I had set those dreams aside, consumed instead by schoolwork and cricket. Life carried on. Yet decades later, something pulled me back. Around 2016, I stumbled upon an article where scientists announced that life might be possible in roughly 20% of solar systems. The words shook me—this was exactly what I had been told as a child, in dreams I had half-dismissed. Suddenly, the embers lit up again. I plunged into research, documentaries, and articles about the cosmos, hungry for answers.
Then, in early 2017, came an experience I still struggle to fully explain. After weeks of sleepless illness, one afternoon I felt myself pulled out of my body, soaring at incredible speed alongside immense, machine-like structures. Ahead loomed a grey planet, harsh yet promising. A voice spoke, telling me this world was one of the closest suited to sustaining life. It had water, gravity, and the potential to be transformed—but it needed seeding with Earth’s genetic material. When I asked why, the answer was chilling: a cataclysm was coming to Earth, and preparations had to be made.
That vision restored my sleep but stole my peace. Since then, I have shared my experiences openly, hoping to connect with others who may have seen, felt, or dreamt something similar. Perhaps together we can piece together the puzzle—whether it’s warning, imagination, or something greater still.
About a decade ago, something stirred me from a long slumber. I came across a report where scientists revealed that life might be possible in nearly 20% of solar systems. The words hit me like a forgotten echo, for they mirrored what I had been told in my childhood dreams. It was as if the universe itself had nudged me awake. From that moment, I found myself drawn deeper and deeper into the mysteries of the cosmos—spending hours online, devouring documentaries, and reading every article I could find about planets, stars, and the possibility of alien life.
Then, in early 2017, my journey took a darker, more unsettling turn. I fell ill, and for six relentless weeks I could not sleep, despite every medical attempt to help me. Exhausted and on the brink of losing my sanity, I had an experience unlike anything before. One afternoon, as I sat dizzy and drained, I suddenly felt myself lifted, hurled through space at tremendous speed. Around me surged colossal machine-like structures, all racing toward a distant grey planet that grew larger with every passing second.
Confused, a question burst from within me: What is happening? And then came a voice. Clear. Certain. It told me that this planet—close to Earth by cosmic measures—was among the best suited for life. Its gravity and water made it promising, though its atmosphere would need vast work. The voice said it would be seeded with Earth’s genetic material.
I asked, Why?
The answer chilled me to my core: a cataclysm was coming to Earth, and preparations had to be made to preserve what might otherwise be lost forever.
I never saw who or what spoke, only heard the voice with a clarity sharper than waking life. When I opened my eyes, my sleep finally returned, but peace did not. That encounter has haunted me ever since. And so, I began sharing my story – not out of certainty, but in search of connection. I hope to find others who have glimpsed something similar, others who might hold a piece of this great puzzle: whether it is a warning, a vision, or some truth yet to be revealed. If you have experienced something similar or along the lines, please share your story with me. Together we will be able to solve this mystery and be able to save as much life forms on our planet as possible.
*** The AI generated images of some of the most famous people in the Bhardwaj family line, and probably reasons for my eventual obsession with ancient history.