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The Transcendental Story of Sai Avatars

The Transcendental Story of Sai Avatars Om Sri Sai Ram SHIRDI SAI BABA lived upto late 1920’s.He was undoubtedly one of the greatest of the teachers to have walked on earth. His teachings on the oneness of all religions have been and are still being expounded by his millions of followers all over the world. Shirdi Sai Baba’s story begins from his visit to a marriage party of one Shri Chand Patil’s daughter. Chand Patil was the first one to call Baba by the name ‘Baba’. He had lost his horse while on a journey before his daughter’s marriage. It was on search for his horse that he had a chance meeting with Sai Baba sitting under a huge boulder of rock. Sai Baba called him by his name, which surprised him, by calling him by his name. Chand Patil was taken aback. Baba further said: ‘Bahut Ghum Liye. Ab thoda aram karle.(You have roamed enough. Now take some rest)”,so saying he hit the ground and lo! a flame automatically appeared there .Chand Patil immediately fell at Baba’s feet. Baba further stunned him saying “Kya re, Ghodi Kho Gayi Kya? (Have you lost your horse,Eh)”.Chand Patil was almost in tears. Baba thundered “ BIJLI.. BIJLI…O , BIJLI ”. Immediately they could hear the sound of horse’s feet. As he saw his horse coming Chand fell at Baba’s feet and cried like a child. He then addressed Baba as ‘Baba’ and said “Baba , Ap kaon Hai aur kahan se ayen Hai. Kaahan rehte hai? (Baba, who are you. where do you come from ? and where do you stay?)”. Baba said“Mein , Mein to sabhi jagah rehta hoon.(I stay everywhere.)”.Chand Patil said “ Baba , Meri beti ki shadi hai. Chaline ki kripa kare.(Baba , My daughter’s marriage is underway. Please come)”. Baba said “ Thik Hai, Chalenge (All right, We’ll go)..[silence for a while]..Allah Jane..Maula Jane”. After the marriage was over, Chand Patil requested Shirdi Baba to stay at his place itself. Baba laughed and jocularly said — “To Phir mera kam kya tu karega [Then, are you going to do my work] …(silence for a while)…” Baba’s face became a little serious as he said— “Mujhe jana hoga re. Kai log mera intezar kar rahe hai (I have to go.Many are waiting for me.)”. Chand Patil wept for a while as even the thought of being physically separate from Baba pained him immeasurably. He asked – “To phir, main apke sath chalunga.(Then I shall go with you.)” Baba smiled and said – “Are na, tujhe to main bulaunga …… kuch der bad.( Oh no , I shall call you……sometime later)”. Chand asked again — “Lekin Baba Kab?(But Baba ,When?)” Baba a little annoyed said – “Are keh diya na badme … badme matlab badme..(I told you later)..[by this time Baba started getting up]…Atcha ab sawal nahin (Ok , Now no more questions)”. Chand intimated everyone of Baba’s decision to depart. Everyone was sad but Shirdi Sai had made up his mind. Before departing, Chand Patil touched Baba’s feet again. Baba looked straight into Chand’s eyes and said— “Yad Rakna.. Bulaunga tujhe .. Bharosa karna mujhe pe .. (Remember.. I will call you.. Have faith on me)” History has it that Chand Patil never visited Baba again.What happened to Chand is not known? But the truth is that Shirdi Sai Baba never called Chand Patil again. But Does God ever lie? Never. Sai Baba did call him but in his next avatar as Sri Satya Sai Baba. By that time Chand was reborn in West Bengal , this time too in a Muslim family. They named him as Mohammed. Mohammed from his childhood fell into bad company. As he grew up, he graduated from being a petty thief to a heroin smuggler. Many a times he just managed to escape the Police dragnet. But once during a cold rainy night he was not that lucky. He tried to escape using a small boat across the river but ended up being surrounded by Police jetties. He almost gave up hope but just then when Police were still at a certain distance, he heard the call of an old man sitting in another boat behind him. The man had a beard and wore tattered clothes. He said — “Come over to this boat and I’ll go there. Do not worry. I’ll take care.” He did as he was told. As the Police came near the boat, the old man asked them– “Kya hua bhai. Budhe se kya lena hai.(What happened , brother ? What do you want from an old man ?).” They came nearer and said– “Babuji, Apse nahin, us admi se kam hai [pointing to the smuggler].(Sir , We got some work but , not with you, with that man)”. They went over to him and chided him — “Are kitni dur tak bhagega,Pakda gaya na,Mal kahan chupaya tune.Batade varna mein nahin mera danda bolega.(Are, How far will you run? Now you have been caught. Where have you hidden the loot? Tell us or else not I but my baton will speak.” The old man turned back and asked– “Are usko kyon pareshan karte ho, sahib. Vo bechara to khali hath aya hai. (Oh Sir , Why do you trouble him? That poor man has come empty handed.)” The search party looked everywhere but couldn’t find anything.As they were planning to return , the inspector saw a bag in the boat where the old man was sitting. He asked– “Babuji , Us bag mein kyan hai , jara dekh sakta hun (Sir , That bag of yours,Can I see what is there in it ?)” The old man replied— “Are sab,Mujh jaise budhe garib ke pas kya saman hoga. Is mein kuch nahin bus shakkar hain.(Oh sir, what things will a poor old man like me have? Thereis nothing, but sugar in it)”. The inspector came nearer and said “Jara dekhu to sahi. (Well, let me see.)” The smuggler now was on the edge. If the narcotics inside

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Glimpses of Omnipotence

Glimpses of Omnipotence Om Sri Sai Ram Tulsi leaf – Gold Coin“One day Swami on His way to the Hostel plucked a Tulsi leaf andplaced it in the palm of a student and said: ‘Keep it safe. Don’tshow it to anybody’. He just obeyed. But the warden insisted to seeit. When the boy opened the handkerchief in which it was tied hefound a gold coin. So he said ‘Keep it safe, don’t show it toanybody’. But his friends pestered and he had to yield. When theyopened the handkerchief it was only a Tulsi leaf. The boy wasgreatly disappointed. Seeing his disappointment Swami called him andasked for the leaf. He blew at it and lo! The gold coin appeared andSwami blessed him to keep the same with him as His gift. Nothing isbeyond His Power. His sankalpa is enough. It can change earth intosky and sky into earth. This incident, though humorous, was but aglimpse of His omnipotence. The students get such revelations oftenwhich cement their faith in their protector and patron.” Gold Coin-2 “At Horsley Hills Sai Baba produced a particularly striking example of such telekinesis. One evening a party of us were sitting on the carpet in his suite; Ramanatha Reddy, the doctor, the young men, Iris and myself were there. Swami asked me the year of my birth, and when I told him, he said that he would get for me from America a coin minted there in that same year. He began to circle his down-turned hand in the air in front of us, making perhaps half a dozen small circles, saying the while: “It’s coming now ….. coming ….. here it is!” Then he closed his hand and held it before me, smiling as if enjoying my eager expectancy. When the coin dropped from his hand to mine, I noted first that it was heavy and golden. On closer examination I found, to my delight, that it was a genuine milled American ten-dollar coin, with the year of my birth stamped beneath a profile head of the Statue of Liberty.“Born the same year as you,” Swami smiled. What would the skeptics say about this, l wondered. Would they suggest that Baba carried around with him a stock of coins so that he would have one to match my year of birth. Such old American coins, now long out of circulation, would not be easy for him to obtain in India through normal channels.I have no doubt whatever that this was one of Baba’s many genuine apports. While he circled his hand before us, some agency under his will had dematerialised this gold coin at some place somewhere, carried it at space-annihilating velocity, and re-materialised it in Sai Baba’s hand.”from Man of Miracles by Howard Murphet Gold Coin-3 “In 1899, hundred years ago, 110 carat gold was in existence. It was extremely pure and effulgent. Gradually it has lost its value and effulgence on account of its association with different metals like silver, copper and brass. Likewise, man at the time of birth is essentially pure and sacred, but as he grows up, loses his human values due to his excessive desires and association with kith and kin.” Just then Sathya Sai Baba materialized a gold coin from year 1899 .

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The Divine Photographer

The Divine Photographer Om Sri Sai Ram The group (Telengana group) was very much attached to Baba. They crowded round the sofa when Baba was in the room on the first floor. They stroked the feet and gradually made bold to exert extra pressure, pretending to perform the Seva of ‘mild’ massage. I had to nuzzle through them to secure a crevice between their toroses through which I could caress the Lotus Feet. One day while Baba was tickling us into waves of laughter, Parthasarathi from Madras got a brilliant idea. He pulled his camera from its bag and taking good aim. shot and bagged a picture of us around the Feet and of Baba lit with smiles. At this Baba rose and asked for the camera. I feared that He might nullify the portrait and negate the negative by holding the camera in His hand. Instead, He told Parthasarathi “Come! Stand behind the sofa, I shall click the next one”. The Telengana brothers did not welcome the plan. They shouted -they had not yet learnt that still small voice we were used to-that the empty sofa did not deserve to be photographed. I protested, “What? When Baba clicks, this sofa will not be empty, Be assured!”. And, Baba responded with an emphatic “Right Kasturi!” I kept my right palm on the foot-stool when Baba was peering through the lens. When He returned the camera to Parthasarathi, He said, “Hey! Be careful. I am there.” At that, I asked Parthasarathi, ”You must give each of us a copy,” and looking up to Baba, I implored, “Swami, you must tell him to give us copies or else, he won’t”. And, to our great joy, Baba directed him to send a postcard size print to every one. It came into my hands, ten days later. Baba is sitting in the chair, His face and hair slightly blurred with a look of surprise at the role He had imposed on himself. Though I admired the deep devotion of the Telengana group, I was unable to appreciate their blatant pranks, often in Bhagawan’s very presence. I saw them open Baba’s silver pan-box and take supari for their own use. I witnessed them behaving like the cowherd boys of Vrindavan, carrying away bunches of bananas which were near Baba’s room and plunging into a peeling spree and finishing off the lot. “They ought not swagger so,” I told my neighbour, Radhakrishnan of Coimbatore. He too shook his head in fierce disapproval. We resented their ‘disregard’ of the pervasive and profound sanctity of the place. We commented, confidentially of course, on the phenomenal tolerance with which Baba was allowing them to strut about. The climax for us was when Baba agreed to accompany them to their native villages when they decided to leave. The jeeps which had brought them weeks previous and which helped us to reach various picnic spots, (among the hills, inside the jungles and along the Chithravathi) now turned homewards. I had heard them plan visits with Baba to many beauty spots in and near the Telengana countryside. Some place names, like Ekasilapuri, the ancient capital of the Kakatiya Empire and Ajanta, the centuries old repository of Buddhist fresco paintings, aroused in me a great longing to join the party. I had years previous taken my students on an educationa). tour to those places, but visiting them again as a member of the party that Baba the Supreme Artist leads, would certainly elevate me, I felt. No one knew whom Baba would favour with the direction to get ready to join. So, most of us stood on tiptoe. I saw two big leather boxes come down the circular stairs, from Swami’s room. At the same moment, one of the Telenganas ran down to where I stood and said, very excitedly, “Swami wants you”. Though he did not finish the sentence, I could surmise the message, “Jump into a jeep.” When I leaped up, two steps at a time, I found Baba talking to Seshagiri Rao, the septuagenarian. Baba turned to me and said, “Kasturi! Stay here itself. I am taking Seshagiri Rao with me.You did not quite like these people being so free with me. It was sheer envy that bothered you. You and your Radhakrishnan! Could you not be happy that so many from Telengana came to Swami and did such splendid seva and earned so much grace from Me? This Seshagiri Rao was happy for that very reason. So, I am not taking you with me. Seshagiri Rao! Go and sit in the jeep.” That was it! I came down the eighteen steps heavy laden with remorse and repentance. I stood stupefied, when Baba and His cowherd companions drove away, along the bumpety-humpety road which will take them to the asphalt highway to Hyderabad! That was the first time I was stuck in such lacerated loneliness. I could not attend to anything but the wound my ‘superiority complex’ had inflicted on me. I diagnosed the complex with the help of my accomplice, Radhakrishnan. :dhakthi need not always be packed in starched shirts. I had misread their open-heartedness as audacity, their innocence as boorishness. I must cast overboard the tawdry academic acquisitions that weighed me down. They did not help me to rise in Baba’s estimation – the University Degrees, the pedagogic self-esteem, the metropolitan veneer of hollow etiquette. The Nilayam was denuded and desolate since Baba had left me behind, to nurse the sickness in my mind. I sought rigorously to cleanse my cynicism, a handicap which Baba has often categorised as evil number one. To relieve my distress, I spent larger hours in prayer and meditation…..

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Darsens to Priests in Balaji

Darsens to Priests in Balaji Om Sri Sai Ram The Archakas of Tirupati have the habit of looking at the feet of Balaji Bhagwan and taking Padanamaskar before Suprabhatam (where God is woken up). They open their eyes only after this procedure. One of the senior most archakas suddenly had a feeling one day that even after having served the Lord for 40 years, he was not fortunate enough to have his darshan. He prayed emotionally that if he had been sincere in his duty towards the lord, then the Lord must some day grant him his physical darshan. The next day, as usual when the archakas went into the sanctum sanctorum for padanamaskar, the senior most archaka went in first. As he reached for the feet of the idol, his hands could feel the moist feet of a human body. Totally surprised, the archaka removed his hand and wanted to remove the covering around his eyes. But the fear of breaking the age-old tradition combined with his 40 year old practise, he refrained from doing so. As he reached for the feet again and again, the same thing happened. He called out to the other Archakas and told them his experience. The other archakas too experienced the same warmth. For a moment the archakas got agitated and felt that some miscreant would be standing there but who could be so insolent to stand on the lord’s idol and that too when the sanctorum was thoroughly checked before being locked. Who could it be? Was it an illusion?.. Just that moment the archaka remembered the prayer that came out of him the day before. A thought flashed through his mind…..Was it the Lord himself ? He hurriedly removed the covering and opened his eyes. What he saw shoked him. He gave out a shriek, hearing which the other archakas also removed their coverings and opened their eyes. A sense of disbelief went through them on what they saw. The idol was gone and Sri Satya Sai Baba was standing in its place. Baba was standing in Chatur Bhuja form (with four arms). Baba was smiling. He looked at the senior most archaka and said– “You wanted to see me. I am here. What do you want?” The archaka was stunned and asked — “When did I ask to see you? In fact, I asked for darshan of my Lord Sri Balaji.” Baba replied — “I am your Lord Sri Balaji.” Taken aback by this reply the archakas asked again– “How can you be Lord Balaji? You have always said You are Shiva-Shakti Swarupa. How then can you say you are Vaikunthathi-pathi Balaji?” Baba softly replied– “All are one, my dear children. God is one. He manifests in different forms and man worships the form to which he is most attached. All faiths are paths leading to the same goal. Why then do you see the difference?” After a moments silence, Baba spoke again– “I have come not to disturb any faith but to confirm everyone in his own faith. I respond to everyone with whatever name you call me. You wanted to see the Lord in form of Balaji and so here I am to fulfill your wish.” So saying Bhagwan Sri Satya Sai Baba dissappeared and the idol of Bhagwan Balaji was back in its place. Silence prevailed for some time. Later the archakas handed over the administration of the temple temporarily to their juniors and rushed to Puttaparthy. The next day the Archakas of Tirupati were made to sit in front and as Bhagwan Baba came out for darshan, they sat with eyes glued at Him. As Baba came nearer, their hearts leapt in excitement. Baba maintained a little distance from them, looked sharply in their eyes, and asked — “Today how have you broken the tradition of yester years. Every day morning, you look first at my feet and then at my physical frame. Today you are looking at my face first without even taking padnamaskar.” As the archakas heard this, they fell at Baba’s feet. Baba took them into the interview room and spoke to them for a long time. Before leaving for Tirupati, they disclosed everything to our professors, who in turn told this to the students. Bhagia sir later personally asked Baba about this who confirmed that he had gone physically to Trupathi and given darshan of Balaji. We call God by different names: Krishna >>> by the Hindus Jesus >>> by the Christians Waheguru >>> by the Sikhs Allah >>> by the Moslems Jhulelal >>> by the Sindhis and many other names in different religions. We, students of Baba, believe that Baba is that cosmic Divinity, which is responsible of the creation, organisation and finally the dissolution of the entire Universe.

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Moon in the Hands of the Creator

Moon in the Hands of the Creator Om Sri Sai Ram A riveting account of a transcendental miracle of Divine as chronicled by Dr. John Hislop in Sanathana Sarathi, May 1974. Early on the morning of Dec. 8, 1973, Swami departed Prasanthi Nilayam for Brindavan. After an hour or so of driving, he directed the three accompanying cars to turn off the road to a clearing in an uninhabited area of the forest. Everyone got out. Baba was in a delightful mood, moving about among the party and cracking jokes with the men. Beside the picnic area was a wood-apple tree with a few large wood-apples in view in the upper branches. The men tried to knock some of these to the ground by throwing stones, but without success. One small wood-apple, about two inches in diameter, did fall to the ground, and Baba picked it up. Holding the small wood-apple between thumb and forefinger against the morning sun, Baba said, “Here is the moon.” Then he closed the small object in his hand for a moment, and when his hand opened, the wood-apple had disappeared, and in its place there was a most extraordinary object. The object was a translucent disk (of stone?) thin at the edges thicker at the centre. It reflected light in a brilliant way, and throughout its body there was a puzzling variety of modifications. There were dark areas of uneven shape and size; there were short and longer veins of luminous mineral-like materials of all shades of colour; there were specks and dots of colour that reflected brightly in the sunlight. The total effect of the disk was one of great beauty. Everyone gazed at the object with intense interest and wonderment. Holding the disk to the sun, Baba said that it was the moon in miniature, comprised of the moon’s matter; that it was a mirror of the moon.” Nobody understood what he meant, and we started to ask questions. At length, we understood that the two sided disk was an accurate miniature in stone and minerals of the two sides of the moon. It was as if one were to photograph the moon as it is seen from Earth, and then to journey to the opposite side of the moon and photograph that side. Each side photographed would appear on a photographic plate as a circular disk. Thus, one side of the translucent disk created by Baba mirrored one side of the moon, and the other side of the translucent disk mirrored the opposite side of the moon. The darker, unevenly shaped areas on the disk were the very large features of the moon’s surface; the brightly reflecting specks and dots were individual mountains and smaller mountain ranges; the shorter and longer veins of brilliant varicoloured minerals were additional features of the moon’s landscape. Indeed, the visual modifications to be seen in the disk were so complex that we did not readily understand them. Baba said that the mineralized appearance of the luminous features of the disk were in fact moon minerals, that they could be seen in the disk because it was thin and therefore translucent, and that the same mineralization was in the moon itself. The miniature moon was exact and fully accurate, and were there to be a photographic enlargement, scientists would at once recognize all the landscape features with which they were familiar. At this point, food taken from the cars was ready, and the ladies of the party served a delicious breakfast. I had the moon-disk in my hand, so I put it in the pocket of my jacket and kept it there. After breakfast, with a smile, Baba held out his hand, and I reached in my pocket and returned the moon-disk to him. He again held the disk up to the sun, and all along the edge of the disk there was the rich golden light. Baba said, “See there is the sunrise!.” After every one admired the golden light, Swami again closed his hand, the moon-disk was gone, and in its place was the original small wood-apple.

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The Concrete Badri Narayan

The Concrete Badri Narayan Om Sri Sai Ram 17th June [1958] was a Day of Days, a Day that will be enshrined in the memory of everyone in the party, for years and years. In pursuance of His Mission of re-infusing spiritual efficacy in all Holy Places where men congregate for acquiring peace and joy, a Mission which took Him recently to Ayodhya, Kasi and Prayag, Baba that day re–invigorated Narayana worship at Badrinath, by means of a unique cermony, whose significance is beyond our tiny understanding! During the morning Abhishekam to the idol of Badrinarayana, while Baba was inside the temple facing the shrine, about 8.15AM, Baba mysteriously materialised a four armed Narayana icon with Sankha, Chakra, Gada and Padma, about 12 inches, perhaps sublimating in that form the Divine Essence of the Narayana Tejas before Him. He also created a charming thousand petalled ‘gold’ Lotus, and before the wonder of the people around Him could express itself in an awe striken gasp, He waved His hand before the Shrine and, lo, there was a Jyothirlinga in His palm, which He placed on the shining Lotus. Baba came away to the Dharmasala with the devotees and the large number of officers and citizens of Badrinath. Their Excellencies also soon joined the gathering. The Badri idol, the nethra lingam and the thousand petalled Lotus Materialising a ‘silver’ Abhisheka Vessel full of holy water from Gangothri itself (as He announced), Baba Himself performed Abhisheka to that translucent Nethra Lingam. He had graciously taken the Linga round to everyone and made all to wonder at its quit effulgence and at a clearly visible Eye that was somehow incorporated in it. Devotees recited Sri Rudram, Purushasuktham and Narayana Suktham, while Baba was pouring the sacred water on the Lingam. Then, Baba created 108 miniature Bilva leaves or rather replicas of that holy leaf, in ‘gold’; they fell in a lightning shower from His Palm on to a silver plate. The golden bilva leaf manifested by Baba He again waved His Hand and this time, O Blessed moment, 108 actual ‘thumme’ flowers fresh with even the touch of the morning dew, fell from that Divine Palm! With these, Baba directed Dr.B.Ramakrishna Rao, presumably on behalf of all assembled to do Puja to the Linga, the Ashtottara Puja, as mentioned in the Sastras. After Puja, Baba collected the Abhisheka Ganga and gave a share of it to each one, Himself pouring it into the mouth with His own merciful Hand. Displaying the Lingams that He created at Badri Needless to say, the Lingam, one of the Five, which according to Baba, Sankaracharya brought from Kailasa, and which he installed in a sacred spot in the shrine to vivify the Badarikasram returned to the place from which Baba had drawn it for this epoch making ritual of re invigoration. The Lotus and the Icon, He granted to the devotees; the Bilva leaves of ‘gold’ He gave to members of the party, as mementoes of the Momentous Day, for being duly worshipped by them. About 12.30PM, the same day, Baba condescended to come to Brahmakapal, where the devotees had arrived to offer oblations to the pitris (forefathers). He advised everyone to pray for their ancestors and departed relations, in a spirit of faith and sincerity. Every member of the party had a rare good fortune of paying off the debt to the departed in the immediate presence of the Lord Himself! Then Baba went down to the Alakananda and took from the surging torrent a glass of water, but, lo! The glass held also a lump of Vibhuthi with the mark of Pranava on it and the til essential for ancestral rites! He poured the water on to the palms of the devotees who were handicapped by disqualifications form partaking in the Pinda Pradan, asking them to offer that water instead! Surely, the manes of all who shared in that day’s Brahmakapal ceremony are thrice blessed! In June-July 1961, Baba toured North India and visited many holy shrines in Haridwar, Srinagar, Rishikesh, Badrinath and Nainital. The purpose of the visit, in Baba’s own words, was to “charge the exhausted spiritual batteries of the temples”. Prof. N. Kasturi who was among the fortunate few who accompanied Baba on this trip recounts the astounding events that took place when they visited the shrine at Badrinath: ‘The visit to Badrinath was first mooted by Baba in 1958, at a Bhajan session held on the sands of the Chithravathi. He said then that He would take the Bhakthas (devotees) to the place where He was doing Tapas (penance) and everyone present there was wonder struck, for that was the first time they had ever heard of Tapas, associated with His earthly career. Every one until then was convinced that Baba indulged in no Tapas, here or anywhere, corporeally or extra-corporeally! But by the time the tour ended they had understood the actual import of Swami’s statement and the great significance veiled in it. Once the visit became a certainty, plans were ready and the party fixed, before the end of May. Since the pilgrimage to Badrinath involved a week long journey by train and bus and an exhausting climb of about 20 miles, Baba chose only a minute fraction of the hundreds of devotees who prayed to be given the chance to join Him. Baba greeted the fortunate few with His Darshan at the Ethiraja Kalyana Mantapam, Alwarpet, Madras (now Chennai) on the 7th day of June, 1957 and sent them by train to Delhi, where He promised to bless them personally, since He proposed to fly to the Capital, the very next day. The train reached Delhi about six hours late and when the hungry, tired and distracted devotees arrived at last, they found Baba shedding cool comfort and consolation and strength by His Smile and His Motherly attention. The next day, at Hardwar, the Governor of Uttar Pradesh, Dr. B. Ramakrishna Rao, joined Baba, for he too had

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The 3rd Eye of Sai Shiva

The 3rd Eye of Sai Shiva Om Sri Sai Ram SHIVA SAI – THIRD EYE OF SHIVA [ ✰ Happy Maha Shivaratri ✰ ] “When Sri Sathya Sai Baba was in his early twenties, a restless youth who was an incorrigible cricket fan, was given the task of attending to Baba. Baba was reeling out cricket scores of a match being played in far away Madras in order to keep the youth happy! Even then, th…e boy kept asking questions of Swami, particularly about the third eye of Shiva. Swami looked intensely at the young man, when a jet stream of Vibhuuthi shot out with gale force from the middle space of the eye-brows of Swaami suchwise, that the youth was catapulted to the other end of the hall! The story is narrated in “Man of Miracles” and also retold recently by the then youth, now in his early sixties. Shiva is adored as Thryambaka the three eyed as in the famous hymn of liberation “ThryambakamYajaaMahe”, and so is Sai Baba a Thrayambaka the three-eyed one with his Jnaana Nethra, the third eye of wisdom, always open. Sai Ram

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Presence of the Master

Presence of the Master Om Sri Sai Ram On Sunday, the 13th day of December, 1964, Baba was at Venkatagiri town. He had reached the place a few days earlier in connection with a heavy schedule of discourses in the Chittoor and Nellore Districts, in Andhra Pradesh. But, Baba is not bound by the limitations of space and time. On that very day, about 8 a.m., “Baba surprisingly appeared in front of my house”, says, U Ram Mohan Rao, Superintendent of the Junior Technical School, Manjeri (28 miles south of Calicut on the West Coast, in the State of Kerala). As the crow flies, the distance between Manjeri and Venkatagiri will be more than 600 miles! But distance is only a game that Baba plays to keep us, poor mortals, apart. We shall listen to Ram Mohan Rao describing this visit, “I and my wife were indoors with our daughter. The maid told us that a Sadhu had come. We went out to see who it was and we were surprised to see Sri Sathya Sai Baba! Baba said, Hari Om, Santhih Santhih Santhih; we prostrated ourselves at His Feet. We led Baba into the officer room, but, on the way, He saw our Pooja room where His Photo was hung, along with several holy pictures. He said He would sit in the Pooja room itself. He told us that He had come to us that day, being very pleased with the Bhakthi of Sailaja, my daughter. He asked me to send word to devotees if any were available, for Bhajan and Pravachan.” “He took some light refreshment. Then, He told the persons around Him that all will be anxiously awaiting Him at Kalahasti. So, He took leave of us and asking us not to follow Him, went through the gate. He disappeared in a few seconds. We all felt happy at this unexpected Darsan and were struck by the ‘disappearing miracle’, within the twinkling of an eye.” Nor was this all. There are a few more paragraphs in the letter, which I am quoting: “24th December, Thursday, was a holiday; we felt lonely since our Sailaja was away at Mangalore. So we went out in the afternoon to visit some friends and returned home at 6-30 p.m. We were shocked to see the lights burning within the house. My wife asked me whether I had forgotten to switch off all the lights. I first examined the lock of the main door and finding it intact, went round the house to see whether the other doors were bolted from within. They were o.k. Then, both of us came to the front door, opened the lock and walked in. We found everything intact; all the lights were on. We saw Baba in our Prayer room! We prostrated ourselves at His feet. He asked us (in Kannada) whether we were afraid! We replied that we were very lucky and that we left very happy! Baba said that He had come because we were lonely and said, ‘Let us sing Bhajans. If Sailaja were here, she would have liked to sing’, He said. He sang a few Bhajans. He took food later, we discussed some general topics together. Then, Baba retired for the night. Early next morning, Baba had His Bath; He had coffee with us and then, discoursed on Bhakthi and the Basic Truth of Nature. All of a sudden, we saw a rosary of Rudraksha beads in His hand; He put it on my neck with His Blessings, with the direction that I should wear it during my Sandhya rites. After those rites, I was to place it on Baba’s photograph. We had breakfast together. The Puja room was decorated specially with garlands and flowers. Bhajan began. Meanwhile, devotees came to know that Baba had come; so they too assembled for Bhajan. Baba discoursed on Bhakthi in the Tamil-Malayam dialect. He granted every one the coveted interview. At 12 noon, Baba himself waved the Sacred light of Mangalarathi and distributed Prasadam, to every one present. The quarter kilogram of dates that I had, sufficed for 100 persons! We had our lunch with Baba. He rested for a couple of hours and we had ‘tea’ at 4-30 p.m. Then He told us that several devotees were eagerly waiting for Him at Kalahasti. He blessed us again, when we fell at His feet. At 5 p.m. He went out on the road through the gate and suddenly disappeared. What a wonderful miracle! We could not believe our own eyes! Nor could I, without confirmation through independent sources! Baba had given Darsan to persons in distress in distant places but nowhere, so far as we knew, did He stay so long and so concretely. It was too overpoweringly unscientific! I wrote a letter to two friends, P.K. Panikkar and P.A. Menon in Kerala enclosing a list of 84 questions for which I wanted them to find answers at Manjeri. They proceeded to Ram Mohan Rao’s house and sent me a fuller report, which dotted all the ‘i’s and crossed all the ‘t’s of his letter to me! Ram Mohan Rao and his wife told them that Baba was wearing a yellow gown on the 13th December; He walked in, barefooted and went into the shrine room saying, “I shall go into My own place.” My friends saw the picture on which the rosary of Rudraksha beads were placed. It had a thick outgrowth of sacred ash in a few days. Strangely enough, the face of Baba was clear but from the outer area in the picture, ‘there fell a continuous shower of Vibhuthi dust which was being collected and distributed with the reverence due to the divinely created gift of Grace!’ When Mrs. Rao was listing her sorrows to Baba, encouraged by His overflowing love, Baba said, “Sorrow and pain are the lot of all; don’t you know that both sisters of this body are widowed?” When Sailaja asked Baba for a Bhajan

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The Incomprehensibe

The Incomprehensibe Om Sri Sai Ram It happened around 1988. There were about 1400 students in the hostel of Swami’s College in Brindavan at White Field near Bangalore. Bhagavan Sri Sathya Sai visited the hostel one night. The delighted students respectfully stood in His presence. Suddenly, the eletricity went off. In the darkness, Swami moved quietly towards a boy and whispered to him in his ears, “Athul, I will give you something. Hold your hand.” The boy extended his open hand and Swami placed a laddoo in it. He further whispered to the boy, “Don’t show it to anybody. Put your hand behind you.” Suddenly, the electricity was restored. Bulbs came back to life. Athul looked around. Surprisingly, all the 1400 boys assembled there were keeping their hands behind them. Everyone was having a laddoo in his hand. That is Swami! We get astonished at the amazing leelas. Our reasoning power abandons us, tongue fails us, mind refuses to function; nothing can be understood. How can we comment upon, much less explain, such displays of Swami’s divine sport? That is why it is said, “Yatho Vacho Nivarthanthe Aprapya Manasa Saha,”meaning, that the Universal Absolute cannot be reached or comprehended by the bodily senses or by mind.

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Kailash Committe

Kailash Committe Om Sri Sai Ram The late Sakamma used to tell this strange experience. One day at her bungalow in Somwarpet, Coorg, when she was engaged in worship, a servant disturbed her and announced that a car had come into the compound, and that the person inside insisted on seeing her immediately. She was rather upset, but nevertheless went to find out who would take such liberty with her time. She found in the car a tall, fair, old man with a very reverent looking beard, sitting on a deerskin, his whole body bathed in ash. She was struck by the age of the car also, for it matched the age of the owner or occupant. It was driven by a weak little boy in his teens, and Sakamma wondered how he could have managed to secure a license or whether he had one at all. The car had a name plate in front reading, “The Kailas Committee.” She invited the old man inside, did homage by touching his feet, placed a newly plucked rose at his feet, and offered him some fruits. He said he would not eat the fruits there, because he did not cater to the tongue at all times and all places. “Jihvachapalya” – that is, tongue cravings – was the word he used. He wanted her to contribute to the Kailas Committee and become a member by donating a thousand rupees. She signed a paper on which the sum and her name were written, and when she proffered the amount, the old man said, “Keep this also with you. I shall come and take it later.” With those words he put the signed sheet on the table, got into the car and drove away. The teen-age driver did his work remarkably well, for the car was out of sight in a moment. Years later, when she saw Baba in a house to which she had gone, He appeared to her at one moment like the young driver of that mysterious car, and in the next moment like the hoary occupant who had taken so much pains to make her contribute to the Kailas Committee, and then had asked her to hold the cash in her own keeping! Sai Baba surprised her when they met by telling her, “Come on, give the one thousand rupees you promised that day!” and then described in her presence the entire story, correct to the minutest detail.

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