How Baba Redeems His Pledge

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He laughed at me and accuses me of telling a falsehood. I was shocked by

this rudeness. Then he said " Search your grandson's pocket " . When I did so

found two or three paper wrapped sweets, which the boy always carried in his

pocket. I took them and gave them to him. He ate them and drank

water. From this I could know that he was no ordinary man. The child

folded his hands before him and he blessed the boy and advised us to start

at once as we had a long distance to cover. We all felt very hungry; but

there was nothing available, which we could eat. After a journey of 30 or

40 miles in hot sun we reached a small wayside village where there was a

small tea-stall and we stopped in front of it. We expected to get in

it only tea and some crude bread. It was a pleasant surprise to

us, when the stall keeper informed us, that he had prepared food for

us as per the instructions of a villager, who came to his shop and

informed him of our arrival a few hours thence. That was the dream I

had.

 

While we were returning from Tirupati on our way back to Hyderabad, a few

miles this side of Kurnool, the tiered end suddenly broke and the car began

to travel down a ghat slope. We felt helpless as the steering wheel had no

control. I knew that it was going to be our end. In desperation I lifted

both my hands in an earnest prayer to BABA and requested HIM to spare at

least the child. To my surprise the momentum slackened and the car headed

towards a tree standing there. The front bumper touched the trunk of the

tree and the vehicle came to a stop. I was surprised to note that, the tree

was none other than the one which I saw in my dream, in a fallen state

across the forest road. Even the front bumper had not been damaged. With the

help of the driver of a car, that was passing that way, a wrench was

improvised for the broken tierod end and we managed to reach Kurnool, where

the necessary replacement was got done and we could reach Hyderabad 4 or 5

hours late. This was BABA'S grace. That villager was no other than BABA.

 

According to an astrological prediction I should have had a fatal illness in

my 62nd year. I was ready for the event, but did not reveal this to any one

of my family. Some days before the completion of my 62nd year, one night my

wife had a dream. A Rishi appeared in her dream and directed her to tell me,

that I should chant MRITYUNJAYA MANTRAM 108 times every morning. My wife

does not know how to pronounce the name of that MANTRAM even now. When she

had that dream, she immediately woke up and noted on a small piece of paper

the name of that Mantram, with incorrect spelling. Next morning she told me

about it and I could know that it was the hand of BABA guiding my destiny.

As a matter of fact it was my wife who had brought SAI BABA POOJA into our

house in 1940. I am now sixty eight. I am reconciled to any eventuality, but

I am grateful to BABA for HIS grace showered on me and my family members.

 

There was and is never a moment in my life, when BABA is not in my thoughts.

I feel HE pervades our home. I feel HIM and breathe HIM. To my knowledge He

had never let any one down.

Devata Subba Rao

Hyderabad

 

Hyderabad

Source Shri Sai Leela Magazine February 1980)