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Long ago, a little boy, a

resident of Mumbai, was fascinated when his father sang for him a new

bhajan "Gangajataadhara Gauri Shankara Girija Manaramana". A few

months later, Swami went to Mumbai and the little boy, before going for

Divine Darshan, stood before the altar in the Puja room and prayed:

"Swami, please sing Gangajatadhara bhajan today." Imagine how

thrilled and overjoyed the boy was when Swami, out of His vast repertoire

of bhajans, sang this very bhajan that day. The love conveyed by Swami in

granting his small prayer gripped the boy's heart, so much so that this

very same love subsequently drew him to Puttaparthi to join Swami's

school.

I too have experienced this

sweet, captivating love of Swami. Indeed, Swami's love is so pure and

sublime that no words can describe its tenderness and charm. Not that it is

so abstract. In fact, Swami's love is concretised in every act of His,

every smile of His, every pat of His, and every glance of His.

Speaking of my own experience, I

must say that a subtle perception is necessary to experience Swami's love

in all that He does for us or even what He speaks to us, individually or in

groups. For instance, one evening, Sri Ramakrishna Paramahamsa was passing

through a rice-field when he saw the sunset on the horizon brightly lit by

multicolored clouds. This sight appeared so divine to him that his joy and

ecstasy sent him into bhava samadhi. How many of us can experience the same

ecstatic joy on seeing a sunset? As in the case of beauty, a divine

experience too lies in the vision, perception and sight of the

observer.

At Prasanthi Nilayam, we are

blessed with Darshan by Swami every day. What greater sight than this one

of Sathyam, Sivam and Sundaram walking before us can there be on earth?

Swami's love answers every good

prayer from pure and sincere hearts. For instance, some time back, in U.

P., a lady was busily engaged in the inauguration of a Sai Bhajan hall. But

her little son was pestering her for a lollipop. Being busy, in

 

 

 

exasperation, she pointed to a

photograph of Swami kept nearby and said, "If you so badly want a

lollipop, ask your Baba for it." The little boy meekly moved away. But

when she looked up after a while, she was surprised to see her son sucking

blissfully a lollipop. When she asked him from where he got it, the little

innocent boy smiled and, pointing his tiny finger at the photograph, said,

"Mother, as you told me, I asked my Baba and He gave me this

lollipop." Obviously, Swami's love is present everywhere at all times

for those who are pure in heart. That is how, though we, Swami's devotees,

gather around Him in thousands, each one of us gets His personal attention.

For instance, two years back, I had a hole in my left ear drum and pus used

to ooze out from it. Every 60 seconds, I had to clean my ear with a swab of

cotton. This went on for an entire year. None of the best doctors in Bombay

could do anything to cure it. But last year, when I came to Parthi, just a

few words: "Swami, ear trouble" were all that were needed to cure

the ear completely.

Indeed, Swami's love has

transformed even wicked and sinful hearts. Some years back a murderer,

Kalpagiri, while fleeing from the police, happened to land in Parthi,

without any feelings for this holy place or for Swami. However, Swami

showered so much love on him that the seeds of that love sprouted into

sincere repentance for his evil deeds. His stony heart was so much

transformed by Baba's love that he surrendered himself to the police,

prepared to atone for his sins.

When such is the love of Sai,

what should we do in reciprocation? We can only follow His footsteps and

try to practise love in our own life for others. That, surely, will make

Swami very happy. It is not enough that we say "I have God in my

heart,” but we should be able to say, "I have Swami's love in my

heart and I am in the heart of Swami—our God."

(extracted from a speech

delivered by a student in His Divine Presence in the year 1989)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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