Devotees Experiences Nachne part 4

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In 1919, I had a son born to me; and this was the

first son born after Baba gave my wife the coconut,

with blessings from this mouth and with tears in his

eyes. We named him Kaluram. To explain Baba's tears

a few facts about Kaluram's short life of eight years

may be mentioned. He was bom under the

constellation; Moola. When the boy was only three

years old he was always repeating the mantra 'Ram Hari

Ram. It was in 1921, ie. when he was entering on his

third year, the effect of Moola was seen. His mother

ie. my first wife, died. No doubt the deeply

sympathetic heart of Baba saw her coming end when he

gave her the "blessing" (?) for a child to be born

under Moola. Anyhow, one might suppose that there

was the mitigation of the sorrow in having brought a

saintly infant prodigy into existence. But see what

followed even in that matter. The boy was stunning the

imagination of all that became acquainted with him.

A pious and learned neighbour, named Hegde, watched

him and declared that he was an incarnation of that

playmate of Sri Krishna on whose back the latter got

up to invade curd-pots. The boy himself stated

occasionally "Krishna used to tease me. I caught hold

of Hari's leg and pinched them. I looked up. Hari

(who was standing above me) upset the curd-pot over my

face. Then the lady of the house turned up, etc."

The boy sometimes anticipated Hegde's daily study of

"Hari Vijaya" and declared what stories or incidents

formed the subject matter of the portion to be read on

the particular day by Hegde. I saw him one day seated

in a corner, with his head covered by a cloth. He was

motionless and steady like one immersed in Yoga. His

eyeballs were upturned, but the cloth over his head

that was worn like a cowl hid the eyes from my view.

I lifted the cloth and asked him why he was covering

his head. He said he was always doing so. Asked

why he went on with his course of Sadhana, he laughed.

His precocity surprised me greatly. Once he asked me

to get for him the latest special issue of a journal

(Sandesh). When that was brought, the first picture on

it was Sri Krishna's encircled by the Pranava "Aum".

Kalu cut out that picture and stuck it on the wall.

Then there was the advertisement of "His Master's

Voice" records with the picture of the dog before the

gramophone.

 

Kalu's interrogation thereon was typical of him. Kalu

: What is this ?

I It is the advertisement of a phonograph.

He It is a special message of Krishna.

I What is the special message ?

He What is the dog hearing ?

I The music played by the plate.

He The dog hears his master's voice.

See the dog - so steady from head to tail, intently

listening.

We must be equally firm and steady.

See how I sit. You also should sit like that and

listen, and then you will hear Baba's voice.

I : How do you know Baba's yoice ?

He : I know. I will not tell you. Experience it

yourself.

In addition to his oral Japa of "Ram Hari Ram,"

Kalu-ram was going on writing that mantra in chits and

a quantity of them were with us. When Upasani Baba

came to Andheri, he said he wanted such chits and they

were handed over to him. In 1924 Gadgi Baba came over

to my house to see this boy. In 1926, Kalu had dropsy

and low fever. We gave him only Baba's Udhi. The

disease continued for a while. On Kartik Sudha Ekadasi

(so piously celebrated by thousands of pilgrims at

Pandharpur and other Vishnu Sthalas), Kaluram

approached his end. He called me to his bedside and

asked for Jnaneswari. It was at once produced. He

himself opened it and picked up the XIII Chapter. At

that time I was feeling heavily the sadness of the

approaching end, the bitterness that we had to part

with such a son. But Kalu cheered me up and said,

"What is there to cry for? Read this (Ch. XIII). Read

it aloud for me. I am going to-day." My heart was

sinking under a load of grief and I could not read it.

Then he kept the book in front of him and breathed his

last. A fitting termination, this departure on Kartik

Ekadasi, was for such a life. But yet how sad was such

an early death ? No wonder that Baba wept in 1918 when

he gave the coconut and clearly perceived that such an

early death was to crown such a life.

 

 

source:devotees experiences of sai baba by shri

narasimhaswamiji

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