DEVOTEES' EXPERIENCES OF SRI SAI BABA BY H.H. NARASIMHA SWAMIJI - PART II

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Devotees Experiences – SANTARAM BALWANT NACHNE DAHANUKAR

 

I was Treasury Master in 1914 at Dahanu. I was engaged in my daily

Pooja at home worshipping Sai Baba's photo, Gods, etc. One

Ramakrishna Balawant Panse who was deranged in his intellect was

standing at the door of the cuisine, a little distance from my

worship room. He was thought to be rather harmless; and none minded

him. Suddenly the man flew at me and grasped my neck with both his

arms and tried to bite my throat saying, "I will drink your blood".

Instantaneously, with one hand I held the strong metallic spoon

(used for Pooja) and thrust that and my finger into his mouth. The

spoon struck in his throat and the man was biting away my finger with

his teeth. With the other hand I tried to extricate my neck from his

hands. My mother also rushed in to help. Meanwhile I lost

consciousness. After sometime and by some remedial applications I

recovered consciousness; his nails had dug into the flesh of my neck

and he had very nearly strangled me to death. The injury on my

fingers also was healed. When next I went to Shirdi,

Baba addressed Anna Chinchnikar and said (pointing to me):-

Anna, if I had delayed an instant, then this man would have indeed

perished. The mad man had seized with his hands his very throat But I

extricated him. What is to be done? If I do not save my own children,

who else will?

On 31-3-1915 we had a very thrilling encounter. Myself, Santaram

Moreswar Panse and some others were travelling in a bullock cart at

night in a dense jungle. We were at the Ranshet Pass. It was known

to be infected with tigers. It was a dark night. Suddenly our

bulls took fright and were stepping backwards. Luckily they were

not driving the cart sideways. In that narrow pass, if our cart had

swerved a little to the side, cart, bulls and ourselves would have

fallen down a steep ravine and perished. Santaram showed me by

pointing his hand in front what the trouble was. In front of our

carriage we saw the gleaming eyes of a tiger on the road. It was

couchant and faced us. Panse to save the cart from being pushed

into the ravine wished to get down to place a big stone or stick as a

brake to block the wheel going back and asked me to hold the reins of

the bulls. I held them and roared aloud "Hail Sai Baba: Run, Sri Sai

Baba (to our aid)" Others also began to shout and the tiger got

frightened and ran away passing by the side of our cart. My faith

in Baba and the courage he infused into me by making me call out his

name thus saved the situation.

 

 

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