THE WONDER OF WONDERFUL PRAYER

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WONDER OF WONDERFUL PRAYERS

Baba said, "If My stories are listened to, all diseases will got rid of. So,

hear My stories with respect, and think and meditate on them, assimilate them.

This is the way of happiness and contentment" in Sri Sai Satcharitra, Ch.III.

Sri G.S. Kalyanpur is a journalist by profession who lives in South Shivaji

Park, Mumbai. He is a staunch devotee of Sri Sai Baba of Shirdi.

On 12/5/1973, he woke up after midnight feeling quite ill. His right arm had

gone out of commission. He could not lift it. He tried to move his fingers.

They were immovable. He was running very high temperature.

In his frenzied brain, he recalled that his mother was completely paralyzed at

the age of sixty. Here three sisters had also suffered paralytic strokes. Had

he inherited the minus points of his mother’s line? It was an unnerving

thought. The journalist could ill afford to be ill with paralysis, as he was an

old bachelor and dependent on an old housekeeper Yamunabai. He involuntarily

turned his eyes in the direction of the little wooden Mandir, in his room, in

which he had installed a small idol of Sai Baba. He cried out, and in a few

minutes dropped off to sleep. He woke up at 6 a.m. his usual time to wake up

for prayer and Arathi.

As was customary, the housekeeper, prepared the Arathi with a wick and coconut

oil and handed it to him. She did not notice that Sri Kalyanpur waved the

Arathi to Baba, with his left hand. The housekeeper did not know his

predicament.

The only doctor nearby was an M.D., lady doctor, who was his friends daughter.

When he went to her residence she chided him for coming out in that condition

and examining him immediately recommended hospitalization. When Sri Kalyanpur

was being taken to the hospital the old housekeeper began to sob and asked him,

"when will you be cured?in five days time" said the journalist involuntarily,

though he knew that strokes sometimes prove incurable and sometimes fatal. In

the hospital he was under the care of a very eminent Parsi Physician. In the

hospital, he used to start his day at 6 a.m. with a prayer to Baba. It was 6

a.m. on Thursday, exactly the fifth day of his hospitalization. He experienced

a vague sensation of new vigour in his right arm. But he was afraid of putting

his arm to test, less he should be disappointed. The physiotherapist arrived at

8 a.m. to give exercises to his arm. As on earlier days, he asked him to lift

the arm. Sri Kalyanpur hesitated a

little, prayed to Baba, lifted his right arm slowly. He found to his delight and

to the physiotherapist’s wonder, that he could stretch the arm to the full. He

found not crippling sensation.

The Parsi specialist arrived at 9 a.m. and asked the journalist how he feels

that day. Sri Kalyanpur cold not keep back the flood of tears and thanked him

for helping him to get back the power to his right arm.

The doctor asked "Are you a believer in divine grace? It is the divine grace

that has restored your arm, not I" said the doctor. The doctor advised further:

"A sincere prayer can work miracles as in your case. Continue to have faith and

all will be well for the rest of your life." At the time of the article in Sai

Leela magazine in the year 1985, Sri Kalyanpur was 81 years, and in good health

by the grace of Sai Baba.

(Taken from the book "The Eternal Sai’)

Thought for the day:

Misfortunes are blessings, if we handle them well. They are like knives, which

hurt or help as we hold them by the blade or the handle.

Tamaso Ma Jyotirgamaya.......

Question: We have always seen you laughing, never angry. Don’t you get angry?

Answer: I also get annoyed but it is being automatically controlled. Sometimes I

deign fake anger; but when at times I am really angry, I punish myself later,

Passion, whatever its form, is harmful. Iron discipline is required. Anger only

betrays your ignorance. It smacks of your desire for your pound of flesh.

Question: How do you feel when people praise you?

Answer: I am a sanyasi sadhaka, not a siddha. A liberated soul would be above

abuse and praise, my weakness is that sometimes I am delighted when people

shower praise; this is poison to a sadhaka. I try my best not to, hear my

praise, to adopt an indifferent attitude, but I do not always succeed.

Sometimes people flatter hoping I wouldn’t see through it - and that makes me

laugh.

They may do so to serve selfish ends but by the God’s grace I am seldom fooled.

My constant effort is that my heart should brim over with the love of God. The

river of life is the pilgrimage of Discipline, Truth is its water; Mercy

constitutes its waves, sobriety are its banks. I try to take dips in this river

by annihilating ego; that is real life.

(-Swami Premanandaji Saraswati )

 

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