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

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Devotees Experiences - Das Ganu Maharaj

As for miracles, I have hardly seen any of Baba. I saw him about 1898 sleeping on a plank suspended about 7 or 8 feet above the ground. The wonder was how he got into or out of it, without a ladder. How he could swing himself up or down, none saw. They supporting threads were weak and lamps were loosely placed on it. They would fall down if one swings into it. When I went to see him as he lay on it, he got angry and drove me off. Baba was occasionally doing some­thing strange between 1 p.m. and 2 p.m at the mosque with a cloth screen in front of him and when he was alone. He would take out of a pouch 10 or 15 old coins. They were of various values and descriptions le., 0-0-3, 0-0-6, 0-1-0, 0-2-0. 0-4-0, 0-8-0, 1-0-0. He would rub his finger tips con­stantly yet gently against their surface (whether with or with­out mantra, I cannot say). Their surfaces had all become worn out and smooth. He would say, as he rubbed his finger against the coins,

"This is Nana's, this is Bapu's, this is Kaka's, etc." If any one approached, he would gather the coins, put them back in the pouch and hide them.

Baba spoke thousands of "goshties". I will narrate a few. Once He said "I was at Punthamba. There was a struggle there between two parties. I wondered why they fought. I found near them a potful of coins. That was the bone of contention between them. Then I quietly moved up and carried it away. They found that their wealth was gone and began to mourn and lament. I was saying to myself, "Who am I? What is this wealth? Whose is it? What confu­sion and struggle for this? The pot is mine and I am the pot's".

Baba once spoke thus: "My mother was greatly rejoic­ing that she had got a son (i.e., me). I was for my part wondering at her conduct. When did she beget me? Was I begotten at all? Have I not been already in existence? Why is she rejoicing over this?"

Once at Shirdi, somebody had prepared "Sira" (i.e., sweetened semolina pudding). Baba asked me if I had been given 'Sira'. I then said that I was not on good terms with B...... and that I had not been given 'Sira', Baba then gave me instructions. "Who gives what to whom? What is this 'Sira*? Who eats it? Do not say of anyone that he is inimical. Who is whose enemy? Do not entertain any ill feelings towards anyone. All are one and the same". That idea is brought out at the end of Ch.II of my commentary on Amirtanubhava.

A religious person of Satara once offered to teach me Vedanta but I said that I could rely on Sai Baba's help in that matter. Then that person jeered at Baba and said that as a Moslem he knew nothing and could teach nothing of Ve­danta. I did not waver in my faith and so I went to Sai Baba and told him that I wished to write a commentary on well known Vedantic work, Amritanubhava. Baba placed his hand on my head, blessed me and gave e permission to write. I found that the numerous goshties I had heard from Baba furnished me with fresh analogies and similies to embellish my commentary with and avoid a repetition of the stock sim­ilies. I have composed numerous Kirtans and Stotras and written other works. A list of them is given in Ch.63 of Bhakti Saramrita P.333 including Manache Sloka-Jalada Dhus.

Baba occasionally sang Musalmani songs that I could not understand.

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